Novels by Noir.E

SUMMER'S POV Dark Bird!! Are you seeing this group chat right now?? Girl, people are dragging you BADLY. Saying you seduced the big shot and that's why Noel gave him to you. Some of them are saying you've been doing that for months — stealing clients and getting special treatment. It's getting messy. You need to see this." A screenshot followed. I slowly opened it. It was the club's internal staff group chat — the one Mr. Noel ran for scheduling and announcements that had quietly become a gossip channel after hours. Message after message, name after name. Girls I had worked alongside for over a year, some of whom I had covered shifts for, all of them talking about me like I was a stain they'd been tolerating. "Dark Bird thinks she's special. "Always disappearing early. Where does she goes to?" "Noel gives her the big ones because she does extras. You know what I mean." "Someone should just tell him what she actually does in those rooms." That last one sat in my stomach like

SUMMER'S POV I barely slept. The photograph of Clyde sat behind my eyes every time I closed them. Him laughing, completely unaware. The casual cruelty of it — that someone had been close enough to my brother to frame that shot, and he never even felt the shadow. I was out of bed before my alarm. I made Clyde's breakfast, watched him eat it, and smiled at everything he said about his first day. He talked about his new classmates, about a project brief he'd already gotten, about how the department head had this massive oil painting behind his desk that Clyde was convinced he could do better. "You probably could," I told him honestly. He beamed. I waited until George's car honked outside and Clyde grabbed his bag and thundered down the stairs before I let myself stop smiling. The message from the landlord came at half past nine, right in the middle of my second lecture. My phone buzzed against the desk and I glanced down out of habit, expecting George complaining about how borin

SUMMER'S POV I was still frozen inside Kingsley's arms, my heart doing something embarrassingly complicated, when I heard it. "Aye, Dark Bird!" My blood turned to ice. I pulled back from Kingsley so fast he actually stumbled. I spun around, every muscle in my body coiled tight, braced for the worst. It was just a group of guys. Four of them, loud and shoulder-bumping each other as they moved through the corridor like they owned it. One of them was mid-conversation with his friends, not even looking my way. "Nah, bro, I'm telling you, Dark Bird was fire last night. You missed out." He laughed, loud and careless. "She has this sexy body. Guy, if you see how she twirl ok the poll, you will almost die. She is so enchanting." They passed. Just like that. Gone around the corner, their voices fading into the general noise of the hallway. I stood completely still. My exhale came out shaky and too long. "You okay?" Kingsley asked quietly from behind me. "Fine." The word came out clip

SUMMER'S POV This must be a dream, and I need to wake up from it now."George, can you tap me?" I asked, still fixing my eyes on the pasted list."You've found you name?" He asked instead and check it out again. "Congratulations, girl! You are singing. That like everyone music student's dreams." He squealed."I'm fucking paired with Kingsley Roberts." I screamed. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at me."Sorry!" George apologized and dragged me into the class."Is being paired with someone a bad thing for you?" He asked me, as we both sat down. "It is meant to ease your workload. You know most of the Orientation showcase are solo. You should be happy." He scolded me."I would be happy if it was someone else. But it is the guy from the club." I whispered."What?!" He screamed. "You mean the one who saved you from those psychos in the club?" He whispered."He sure did save me and now wants to ruin me." I slowly said."This is bad. Really bad!" George sighed. I was so de

SUMMER'S POV The rest of the week went by so fast. I had to give George a detailed explanation of how I ended up in a stranger's bed. He would not stop budging me until I had explained myself. We promised to keep it a secret from Clyde. He would go overboard about it.George has been my best friend since, my parents died. He understands me well. He know everything about me, both the good and the bad. He is the best friend I could every ask for."Summer, are you ready?" George called out to me."Yeah, all set!" I replied with bags in my hands. "Thank you for having us again." I deeply appreciated him.He rolled his eyes. "What are friends for?" "Clyde!!" I yelled. "Get your ass down here- it is time to go home."5 more minutes, please." He yelled back. I'm sure he is playing some video games. His favorite video game is Call Of Duty. I marched upstairs."How many times, have I warned about the hours you spent on games?" I pulled his ears and dragged him outside."Ouch, that hurts." He

SUMMER'S POV I gradually woke up, but yet again in a strange but comforting apartment. I stood up slowly, trying not to a make a sound-my head still throbbing seriously. The air felt so fresh, as I sighed in relief.I began to feed to my eyes. The house was magnificent: high ceilings, soft recessed lighting, a massive king-sized bed that probably cost more than everything I owned. Heavy curtains blocked out the night. A sleek guitar leaned against the wall like it belonged in a magazine spread, books, clean surfaces. Money screamed from every corner.I noticed, I wasn't in my own clothes. Panic rushed through me. "Who changed my clothes?" I thought.I saw down again, I tried to calm myself down. The event of yesterday burned through me, in ways I couldn't explain. How I was almost raped. How my secret was almost leaked. And how my knight in the shining armour saved me, from some psychopaths.Speaking of knight in the shining armour, I observed the room, but carefully this time.Then