Novels by MIFF BOOKS

RAPHEAL Time and time, I drifted in and out of sleep, lost between my dreams of finally reuniting with Serafina and the nightmare of losing her forever. It was delicious yet painstaking and devastating. I missed her so much that I had lost myself. As the night deepened, the stars started to assemble and the moon eventually took the sun’s place, casting a dewy yet bright shadow on the shrine, which reflected into the room. I walked to the small winery I managed to insert in the room, hoping to grab one when someone knocked on my door. I ignored it, as I had learnt that if something remained silent long enough, people eventually understood that I wanted to be left alone. The knock came again, followed by the rustling of keys and Ruben walked in. Unfortunately, he had never been particularly good with understanding things from other perspectives. Especially mine. “Rapheal.” I didn’t look at him. My eyes only remained fixed on the photograph hanging by

RAPHEAL. One year later. For the longest time in a while, smoking had become a better part of me. It was something someone close to me used to enjoy and I thought I would incorporate the hobby, just to feel her presence. Whenever I feel down, when I need to clear my head— I always have to clear my head— or just reminisce on a lot of things. God knows I’m going crazy having to wait all day for her. As the smoke of the cigar slowly ran down my lungs, it’s hotness managed to calm my insides, although not my nearly raging heart from its devastation and emotional excruciating pain. I looked down at the mansion’s ground and almost sighed. Exactly a year since she left was my birthday. While I had preferred and even proferred to stay on my own and enjoy my company, staring at her beautiful magnificent pictures which I had used to create a shrine in my room, my mom had thought otherwise. I watched as the organizers carried the tables and chairs around to

SERAFINA The impact from the had overthrown Fratlan with such a huge force that sent him crashing to the nearby island, a place dreaded by both the living and dead. Thankfully, Rapheal had transited back to the human world, given the ripples that appeared on the river surface. Now I was left alone with the man who nearly took Rapheal’s life. He might have been sent by the realm, but he was going to have to get through me. I knew deep down I have to make sure Fratlan doesn't ever come for Rapheal again. So before he could gather more strength, I rushed to him and struck him with my powers, before sending him crashing into a tree. With super speed, I rushed and gripped him by the throat, squeezing tightly as he flailed his legs in thin air. “You dared mess with what was mine?” I demanded in rage, my eyes burning with anger. “How touching.” He croaked with a sly smile. His voice crawled beneath my skin. “Fucking answer my question!” The air aro

SERAFINAA few hours ago. Thankfully, the workers were all gone when I broke into the Dekom’s empire that night and rushed straight to Rapheal’s office. If he was truly in danger, then the office was the last place I was certain to find him. However, I could grab an access card to see him because he was most likely at the hospital. Cold sweat had nearly doused my whole body and by the time I was done with the stairs to avoid being caught on camera, I was drenched in my attire. My heart was pounding and my body trembled involuntarily in a way I couldn't control. Because I had cried all through my way there, my only functioning eye had been blurred so badly, I couldn't properly decipher between a wall and a walking space. I kept crashing into the glass walls, which was followed by the sound of a crack, and in some cases, the fragments pierced my skin and went into my body. I had no direction, no sight and no one to guide me. I was almost at the verge of givin

RAPHEAL. The sound of the clattering of metals and what seemed like chains forced my eyes open. While my vision struggled to register the strange environment, the sickening scent of blood nearly clouded my nostril faster than I could realize. There was also a faint smell of incense and carcass. “Familiar smell right?” A voice snickered. “I would have used some fragrance, but I figured that as a mafia lord, you would have gotten used to this particular scent. Trust me I had to go through a lot to recreate something you could feel safe in.” By this time, I was very sure my vision had cleared, but everything was still pitch black. “Who the hell are you?” The strange voice let out a throaty laughter. “That should be the least of your worries.” At that point, my memories came floating in and from what it seemed like, I had been kidnapped. Enraged, I tried to move my arms and legs, but they were stuck. “Who the hell are you and what do y

SERAFINA. Ciara walked into the room, balancing a tray that contained a plate of Chinese fried rice, chicken broth, fried sausages and orange juice on her both hands. On a normal day, I would have jumped on the food even before she got to my bedside, but now the sight of food makes me sick to my stomach. It reminds of those mornings when I would wake up and find Rapheal shirtless in the kitchen, making breakfast. Damnn! I missed him so much to the point of hating myself. If I could have it my own way, I would have ditched everything and gone back to him. But to what ends? I couldn’t outrun my mind that conflicted itself over the shocking discovery of being his late wife, who was killed by his dalliance. The pain was going to kill me faster than my impending condition. “Hey.” Ciara spoke softly as her weight settled on the bedside while the scent of the food wafted into my nostrils. “Can you sit up?” I shook my head before she could finish.

ALEXANDER I hated confrontations. And more than I hated them, I hated that it had to be with Jimmie. Funny enough, she was the first one to ever challenge me. The drive back home felt like torture. The silence was ruining my soul and my hands trembled whilst gripping the steering wheel. Most times, I just tried to catch a glimpse of what her expression looked like, but I knew she was purposely avoiding me. And just like I had predicted, the cat sprang out as soon as we got home. When it came to tantrums, Jimmie knew just how to throw them. “Aren’t you coming inside?” I asked when I noticed she wasn’t walking with me. With her furrowed brows, she pulled off her heels, picked the left one and bashed it on my windshield. The car’s emergency alarm went off, yet she didn’t stop. She bashed and bashed until the dent became too deep and glass fragments slitted into her skin. She was about to hit again when I held her hand. “That’s eno

ALEXANDER Mobilizing the chopper for a late night flight had been the last thing on my mind today, until I finally picked up my phone and realized that I might have caused a big misunderstanding for Jimmie. But on getting him, she was nowhere to be found. Luckily, after the last ordeal, my guards had learnt better than letting her leave the house unprotected. However, I tried all I could to stop myself from appearing here, knowing I was in the wrong and thinking it had been best to punish myself by waiting for her at home. Also, I had spent the better part of the evening convincing myself that coming to this godforsaken party was a terrible idea. Not because I had anything against parties. I simply had better things to do than stand in a room full of pretentious bastards pretending to enjoy each other's company. But Jimmie had decided to be difficult. And I had little to no patience in me. My jaw tightened as I stepped into the gothic-themed hall, my eyes

AUDREY By passing Charles was easier than I had thought it would be. Thankfully, it was late into the night and even though I know someone wasn’t gonna be happy about my decision, I sure loved to challenge him for messing with my mind all day. Grabbing my car keys by the center table, I pulled off my heels and carefully slipped out the door, headed to the garage and drove out. Fifteen minutes of driving and slow vibing to my favourite playlist, I was hit with a slow traffic that had been caused thanks to the crowd headed for the event. It made me realize that the party was gonna be bigger than I thought. A quiet chill went down my spine. The possibility of running into Lexan wasn't far-fetched and that was the last thing I needed. More than that, I didn’t want to run into the…. “Heyyy!!” I heard a familiar voice yell. “Audrey!” Speak of the fucking devil. Turning around, I plastered a fake smile on my face as my eyes met Bethany. “Hey.” In her

AUDREY After dabbing the last powder on my face, I wore some perfume and stepped out of my room. I had been confined to it since last night and was beginning to get bored and hungry. Although the thought of making my own meal terrorized me, I had no choice but to do it. Charles had some market runs to do and Alexander was away for a business trip. It’s been barely two weeks but I already miss him like crazy. Which I knew I wasn’t supposed to be doing. I didn’t even know when he would come back. “Get a fucking grip, Audrey.” I had to mutter to myself while rubbing my cheeks which always turned red at the thought of him. On getting to the kitchen, a loud sigh escaped my lips. Maybe I should do something simple, I thought. If I could toast some slices of bread, scramble a few eggs and whip up some salad, then I can comfortably make some orange juice to go with it, or even warm milk. That was what I thought. But after twenty minutes of rattling around in

ALEXANDER For goodness sake Hazel. “Add her bill to my tab.” I gestured to the bartender as I picked up her stuff from the counter, and secured them in her bag. “Hazel.” She made a small sound in response, snuggling closer to me. Alcohol, tiramisu, vanilla, her body scent.. I might as well go crazy before tomorrow. I knew I had this coming when I left with Miss Gold despite Hazel’s foul mood. Now I was going to pay the price. “We have to go home.” She shook her head negatively then proceeded to push me. “I thought you were with Miss Gold.” The name was pure sarcasm coming from her mouth. “Hazel.” I moved closer to her and held her hand waist. “I didn’t know she would take that much time.” “Ohh please.” She mocked. “She seems like a better date than I am.” Was she throwing a tantrum? “We will talk about it when we get home.” My eyes met hers… damn she looked so inviting with her sleepy gaze. “Uh..uhh..” she protested again. “W

AUDREY As someone who grew up in one of the coldest parts of the world, I loved the sun a little too much. Maybe because I didn’t have the chance to enjoy its rays as much as the people who lived in hot areas. Or maybe because I loved the fact that whenever it came, the world seemed like a better place, illuminated and brightened. Whatever it was, the sun made me feel safe. My paint brush grazed the white canvas on the painting board with touches of light orange and purple, as I was trying to recreate the elegant muse in front of me. The soft music lingering statehood background soothed my soul, eliminating all traces of reality. By the time I was done, so much time had passed and the sun was finally gone. Slowly, I put down my paint brush and took a pen, then scribbled the name jimy on it. I sit back to stare at my masterpiece and my heart couldn’t help but shatter at the thought of my dead sister. Jimmie had always wanted me to paint the sunset for her. Then, sh