Novels by Jonathan Haruna

LucienI sat alone in my study, staring at the documents spread across my desk, yet none of the words made sense to me. I had been sitting there for hours, pretending to work, but the truth was I couldn’t concentrate on anything. Ever since Laura left, everything had felt heavy and wrong. The silence in the house was unbearable, and no matter how hard I tried to focus, my mind always drifted back to her. It was exhausting, and some days, I barely had the strength to get through my work.The door to my office suddenly opened, breaking my thoughts. I looked up to see my mother walking in without hesitation. My jaw tightened immediately.“I thought I made it very clear that you should always knock and wait for my permission before coming into my office,” I said sharply as she walked over and took a seat across from me, completely unbothered by my tone.“If I had knocked, you wouldn’t have answered,” she replied calmly. “You’ve been avoiding a proper conversation with me ever since Laura

LucienI sat alone in my study, staring at the documents spread across my desk, yet none of the words made sense to me. I had been sitting there for hours, pretending to work, but the truth was I couldn’t concentrate on anything. Ever since Laura left, everything had felt heavy and wrong. The silence in the house was unbearable, and no matter how hard I tried to focus, my mind always drifted back to her. It was exhausting, and some days, I barely had the strength to get through my work.The door to my office suddenly opened, breaking my thoughts. I looked up to see my mother walking in without hesitation. My jaw tightened immediately.“I thought I made it very clear that you should always knock and wait for my permission before coming into my office,” I said sharply as she walked over and took a seat across from me, completely unbothered by my tone.“If I had knocked, you wouldn’t have answered,” she replied calmly. “You’ve been avoiding a proper conversation with me ever since Laura

LauraI sat in front of the vanity mirror, staring at my reflection. I barely recognized the woman looking back at me, tired, hollow, her eyes shadowed with dark circles from sleepless nights. I could barely sleep, every night, the same nightmare haunted me, Ryan calling out to me, begging for help I couldn’t give.My heart couldn’t comprehend that my son was lying cold and lifeless somewhere, and there was nothing I could do to bring him back to me.On the vanity lay the envelope with the divorce papers. Freda had brought them up yesterday, knowing I hadn’t left my room since Ryan’s death. She had helped me pack all my things while I curled up on the bed, crying endlessly. Once the packing was done and she had comforted me as best she could, she left, leaving me alone with the weight of everything I had lost and everything I was about to take back.I couldn’t believe it had taken losing my son for me to see the truth, I had been chasing a shadow for the past three years, there was no

LauraThe past three days had been the most traumatizing of my life. I stood over Ryan’s grave, my body shaking as I cried uncontrollably. The only people by my side were my mom and my best friend, Freda.It had been three days since Ryan passed, and I hadn’t been able to reach anyone from Lucien’s family. His mother had blocked my number, and Lucien’s line hadn’t gone through since that night. Every time I tried, it went straight to voicemail.I hadn’t left the hospital since the day Ryan died, after I had collapsed from shock, only my mom and Freda had come to check on me. Now I am forced to bury him with his dad or any of his family in sight. Even though my heart ached at the thought of speaking to my mom, I had no one else. I hate that my parents had forced me to marry Lucien, even knowing he loved another. But my father saw it as an opportunity to rise from bankruptcy thinking Lucien would help his business, so he forced me into that marriage.I had given him everything, my bo

LauraI rushed into the hospital, my heels clicking against the floor as I ran toward the doctor’s office. The moment he saw me, his brow furrowed.“Mrs. Wilson, this is unlike you,” he said, concern lacing his voice. “I have been trying to reach you and your husband. But your husband has been ignoring my calls.”Lucien hadn’t mentioned a single thing about the doctor’s calls while I was at that humiliating party. My chest tightened with a mix of fear and fury. I would have left that nightmare of a celebration if I had known my son’s life was at risk.“I am so sorry,” I stammered. “Is he okay?”The doctor shook his head gravely. “Your son is in critical condition. He needs a blood transfusion immediately, and we don’t have the supply here. We will need you to get your husband here as soon as possible, I need to have a conversation with him.”“What about mine?” I asked frantically, my heart hammering in my chest, I knew all he needed Lucian for is for the blood transfusion . “You can

LauraI had waited three years for this night. As I sat beside my husband, my fingers tightened around my clutch, my heart racing with excitement I could hardly contain. Tonight, he would finally say it. He would tell everyone the truth that I was the mind behind the innovations that built his company, and that he would announce our partnership at last.For three years of marriage, I had been more than just a wife. I was the one who stayed up late, turning half-formed ideas into real innovations. I worked quietly while he took the spotlight, watching his company grow from the shadows. I celebrated his success in silence because I trusted him every time he looked at me and said, “Just be patient.”Tonight, I believed my patience would finally be rewarded. But even as I tried to hold onto my excitement, my eyes were drawn to the corner of the room. His mother sat there beside Megan, his mistress and childhood love. She was the woman his family had always wanted him to marry, the woman h