Novels by booksbynoor01

Danielle“And why can't she?” My grandfather asked. My mother cleared her throat. It was the first time that I had seen her look intimidated. My father immediately spoke up. “Dad, I believe she's not ready for this. Kayla and I can go.”My grandther scoffed. He looked over at my mom. “Is that right, Kayla?” He asked. “Your perfect little daughter can't attend a simple event. And yet, she's expected to rule a whole company where she will have meeting with board members and investors that are ready to chew her raw.”His voice dripped of sarcasm. I gritted my teeth, stopping my mom from talking any more. She had been the most protective person I had so far. The least I could do for her was stop this man from talking down on her. He was obviously the most powerful person in the room. “She just got back from the hospital. She should be resting,” Jayden said, taking a step forward. I noticed how the old man's face softened. He definitely had his favorites. “You should be going, but you

DanielleI blinked as the cameras flashed continuously. Jayden was by my side. That was enough to make me smile. “One more question!” Another journalist practically screamed, and I gave him a small nod. “You survived a ghastly accident like that. Do you think your parents would have changed their minds about handing the company over to you?”I gave him a small smile. “Why don't we leave that as a mystery? For now, I'm just glad I survived.”There was no way I was going to make the same mistakes again. That was my mantra ever since I woke up on that hospital bed. I was yet to trust my new family wholely. Outsiders were out of the question. It was already a week since I had been with the Carters. Well, my family. I was still used to calling them that. To keep up the profile, I even had to do a quick research about Melanie Carter. I didn't know what to think about what I saw. She was a spoilt brat. That much was very clear from the late club nights that she continuously posted. For h

DanielleOne year later. My hands were the first things to twitch. My eyes were barely open, but I still managed to move my limbs. It was almost like someone was continuously slamming a frying pan on my head. But that wasn't even important. I was alive. And that was what mattered. The smell of antiseptic hit my nose immediately. My eyes flew open, taking in the white sheets that covered me up to my torso. I was in a hospital somehow. There was a man seated at my feet, and he was staring at the television. I cleared my throat. The way he jumped to his feet almost made me laugh. “Melanie!” He screamed, leaning down to hug me. I frowned immediately. I was Danielle. I couldn't have forgotten my own name. And who gave him the right to hug me like that? I opened my mouth to complain, but the words wouldn't leave my throat. As he pulled away from the hug, I saw the tears in his eyes. “Where am I?” I asked weakly. “The hospital,” he said calmly. I could almost feel the fondness behin

Danielle“How the fuck are you still married to a man like him?” Yvette, my best friend asked, rolling her eyes for the umpteenth time. My eyes were on her as she carefully picked her glass of wine, taking a sip. Her nails were manicured. Very much unlike mine. I managed a smile, but I couldn't even blame her. How else was your best friend supposed to react when your husband has been the most absent man in years?“He'll make sure to be home for dinner,” I said, blinking the tears back in. The least he could do was show up for his daughter on her birthday.Who was I kidding? It was too hard for him too. Cole had been so consumed by work, that he barely even saw me. I didn't want to think that he was having an affair. He wouldn't do that to me. Yvette suddenly stood up. “I need to make use of the bathroom,” she whispered. “I'll be back.” She leaned down, ruffling my daughter's hair as she headed into the house. “Will Daddy come home?” My daughter, Ellie asked, fiddling with the toy i