Novels by Keona

[Damian]My legs completely gave out beneath me, refusing to support my weight as my knees slammed hard against the cold ground. Panic choked my throat, making it impossible to stand, so I dragged myself forward, crawling desperately across the floor toward the motionless body lying ahead.You were late. You are always late.A vicious voice whispered at the back of my mind, echoing the deepest guilt clawing at my chest.I violently shook my head, fighting to silence the whisper as I finally reached Maddox. Someone else’s hand was touching him. Kason.A wave of pure venom spiked through my veins. I slapped Kason’s hand away with a harsh crack, glaring up at him with raw fury.“Get your fucking hands off him!” I spat.Without wasting another second, I dropped over Maddox, aligning my hands over his chest and pumping furiously to administer CPR. When his lungs remained still, I tilted his chin back and forced air directly into his mouth.“Call the fucking ambulance!” I roared at Kason, m

[Damian]I stared at my phone screen until the light faded to black, but there was still no reply.I’d lost count of how many times I’d tried reaching Maddox, only to be met with complete silence. A suffocating weight settled right in the center of my chest, mixing with a cold ache of rejection.I sank back onto the couch and stared up at the blank ceiling. This is why, I reminded myself bitterly. This is why you don't let anyone in. Every single time I let my guard down, people walked out. It had to be because of that damn dream. Maddox had probably gotten terrified, realized what this was, and decided he was done interacting with me entirely. I let out a ragged breath, feeling completely drained. Done and exhausted.My phone buzzed against my palm. My heart did a pathetic little leap--Maddox?I sat up fast, only to see my father’s name flashing on the screen.The disappointment hit me like a slap. I rolled my eyes, growling under my breath, and slammed the phone face down on th

[Maddox]I squirmed in the back seat of my cousin’s car, crammed between Daniel and Daisy. Even Mia, who famously loathed parties and anything social on a weekend, had somehow been dragged along for the ride."I never thought I’d see the day," Dan teased, nudging my shoulder with an elbow. "Maddox willingly going to a party. On a Friday night, no less.""Cut him some slack, he’s usually busy," Daisy chimed in from the side."Writing porn," Mia muttered deadpan from the front passenger seat, setting off a wave of sudden laughter through the car.I groaned, tossing my head back against the headrest. "Is there any way to erase you guys' memories?""Never," Dan grinned.As their chatter drifted into some other topic, my mind immediately backtracked to Damian. My stomach twisted with guilt. He probably hated my guts right now for breaking my promise and blatantly lying to his face. Fuck, I actually lied to him. What was he going to think of me when he realized I flaked on our session t

[Maddox]The professor’s lecture had long since devolved into meaningless background noise. While he droned on at the front of the auditorium, I sat at my desk, frantically scribbling notes into my notebook until my hand cramped.Exhaling a weary breath, I let my pen drop and slumped forward, resting my forehead against the cool wooden surface of the desk.Damian had texted me yesterday. I still hadn't responded.The truth was, I was actively avoiding him. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't flush the memory of what had happened between us two days ago out of my head. I knew Damian probably interpreted my radio silence as outright rejection, but it wasn't that simple. I just couldn't keep doing this. Damian was my step-brother and completely, wildly out of my league. That was why I had ignored his text asking when we were having our next session.Before I even realized the lecture had ended, the classroom began to empty. I groaned softly, sitting up to shove my notebooks back i

[Damian]I watched him drift to sleep, and for some reason, I couldn't look away.How could a human be this beautiful? And no, I'm not just saying that because I want him in my bed.Wait, who said that? Brian, please, not now. Don't interrupt.His dirty blonde hair was scattered across his forehead, giving him this soft, ethereal look. I'm not even exaggerating, he was gorgeous.It took a heartbreaking amount of self-control to step away and grab a damp towel from the bathroom. Heaven knows how hard I had to fight myself. I wanted to devour him—bite him, touch him, kiss him until his lips were swollen and wrecked.But I knew better. Rushing things would only scare him off, and that was the last thing I wanted.I cleaned him up carefully, then lifted him into my arms. He must have been exhausted; he didn't even stir as I carried him to my bed.I laid him down, watching him shift until he settled into a comfortable spot. My only plan was to lie beside him and watch him sleep. Just watc

[Maddox]I took a step back and forced out a shaky laugh. “Are you sure you heard yourself?”Damian took a slow step forward. “Crystal clear.”I was still trying to wrap my head around this version of him. Who the hell was this Damian? And why was I so damn excited to peel back every layer? I was officially weird.“Damian, if this is some kind of joke, or you’re just trying to scare me and make fun of me, I’m really going to take offense.”His expression didn’t flicker. “Your last chapter was trash, like I said. But it ended on a very hot note.”He paused, waiting for me to respond. I couldn’t. My voice had completely deserted me.“I need you to show me,” he continued. “Show me exactly how you wrote that last chapter.”I blinked. “You mean… like explain how I wrote the scene?”He shook his head and took several measured steps back, giving me space that somehow felt even more dangerous. “No. I mean the way you had Nate touching himself while thinking about Quinton. All the things he wa