Novels by Diamond

A heavy silence settled over the villa.Adrain eyes turned cold,the warmth in his eyes that he just showed to Elara disappeared replaced by the ruthless business man that the world knows.He looked at Alex. “ Block every road leading to the exit if this island”.“Yes sir,I'm on it”.He turned to the security men that had rushed in earlier. “ Make sure nobody leaves this place,I want him caught this time”.He turned to face Elara who was still shaken but don't want to show it. He adjusted the strands of her hair away from her face. “ I'm sorry”.“This isn't your fault”.His eyes soften only for a second. “ It became my responsibility the day I asked you to stay by my side”.She look into his eyes. “ I will be fine”.But he wasn't convinced,he turned to the two female security guards. “ Stay here with Elara”.They nodded. After they stood on their position did Adrain walked away with Alex.…..Outside the villa the security personnels has already spread across the island.Drones buzzed

The villa was quiet as they layed there together still hand in hand.Adrian mind drifted back to how his life was before he met Elara. Cold and distant from everyone including his mom,until he lost her.Now they are trying to take Elara away from him too. The most annoying part was that he didn't know who he was up against.He finally got the chance of claiming her love, finally she felt the need to kiss him and admit she's getting back the feeling that might have gone MIA during the accident.He finally gets to meet the Elara he was leaving with,the only woman who took his virginity from him.The first woman he was able to open up his heart. And now some enemies are trying to gamble that with whatever their reason might be.He needs to confront them or he needs to get close to Lydia and from there,he might be able to know who she's working with.Adrain thought hard on how to plant something close to Lydia without her noticing it.Something or someone he could be able to trust, with

Elara woke up before Adrain. She stood at the window and the air smelled of salt and blooming flowers. She felt relief,the weight inside her heart was lighter this time since she woke up from the hospital.The door behind her slid open.Adrian stepped outside, dressed casually in a white shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His hair was still slightly damp from his shower.Adrain stood when he saw her. “You woke up really early “.She smiled, turning to face him. “ I don't want to miss this “.Following the directions of her eyes,he saw her looking at the ocean. “ It is what waking up for”.He stood beside her while they enjoyed the view together in silence which was no longer awkward but comfortable.After breakfast, they rented bicycles and followed a narrow coastal road that wound through hills covered in wildflowers.The ocean remained beside them almost the entire journey.Elara laughed whenever the breeze pushed against her.She looked back once and found Adrian watchi

Elara and Adrian fully packed that night. She took a lot of things with her which he felt was unnecessary since he said he can actually afford anything she wanted when they got there.But she was just being a girl,she packed everything she needed and the next morning they left for the airport.Elara couldn't have been more happy,she actually needed the vacation. A lot has been happening at home which she doesn't think she can carry the weight of at the moment.Adrain really did her good and she was grateful.They boarded the plane and sat in the VIP section. Adrain sat close to Elara.He didn't want to leave her side anymore with the fear that he doesn't know what will happen to her even with them being in the plane.He knew perfectly well that the person he was dealing with could actually do anything.He wanted to find out who was working with Lydia and why he agreed to do it before knowing his next move.But first he needs to take care of Elara, she's the only woman in the world tha

It's already too late.The word stared at Adrian,the entire security fell into a suffocating silence. They have never seen their boss struggle with evidence like this before.Adrain stared at the screen. Whoever he was dealing with wasn't just challenging him,the person is openly mocking him now.Alex immediately ordered one of the technicians, "Disconnect every terminal. I want the system isolated before they gain access to anything else.”“Yes sir”. The technician hurriedly started doing that.Within seconds everything was disconnected,the screen went blank.Adrain stood where he was with his leg rooted at the same position.His expression read nothing but his mind kept on racing.The missing maid,the anonymous email.The prisoner who vanished from a locked cell and now someone has hacked into their system.This isn't just anyone,he must be well equipped.Alex stepped closer to him. “Boss, what are you thinking?Adrain sigh slowly. “I think they are trying to control what I do,they

Silence filled the library Adrain eyes remained on the tablet in his hands.The photograph was clearly taken moment ago, Elera was still standing where she is a few minutes ago holding the frame before he snatched the medical report from her.He zoomed in on the image and it was just Elara and the bookshelf nothing else.Yet his instincts told him there was something hidden. “Where did this email come from? He ask without looking up.Alex shook his head. "Our cybersecurity team traced it through twelve encrypted servers across different countries. Every trail disappeared before they could identify the sender.”Adrain clenched his fist, right there he knew they were professionals that's handling this thing.But he still doesn't understand why Elara seem to be the main target.For all he knew the enemy Elara has is the sister but her sister definitely can't pull this all by herself.Or does she have back up?“Can someone please tell me what's going on*. Elara asked looking at her both

Hier ist die deutsche Übersetzung deiner Geschichte. Ich habe darauf geachtet, den düsteren, spannenden Ton des Originals beizubehalten und kleinere Grammatikfehler im Ausgangstext (wie die Verwechslung von Elara und Lydia am Ende) logisch anzupassen.ÜbersetzungAdrians Handy leuchtete mit einer Nachricht von Alex auf.Er starrte etwa dreißig Sekunden lang auf die Nachricht, bevor sein Telefon klingelte.Anrufer-ID: Alex.Er hob schon beim ersten Klingeln ab.„Sprich mit mir“, sagte er. Seine Stimme klang ein gutes Stück tiefer als sonst – tief und matt vor Erschöpfung.Doch Alex’ Stimme war so ruhig wie eh und je, als er sprach: „Wir haben einen Mann auf den Aufnahmen, der den Umschlag um elf Uhr vierzig an der Tür abgelegt hat.“„Gesicht?“„Maske“, sagte Alex. „Und er wusste wahrscheinlich, wo die Kamera war, weil er versucht hat, ihr auszuweichen.“Adrians Gesicht verzog sich vor Wut. Er dachte sich, dass die Person dahinter ihn verdammt gut kennen musste, um zu wissen, wo seine K

Hier ist die Übersetzung des Textes ins Deutsche:Es war elf Uhr vierzig.Elera lag immer noch friedlich in derselben Position, in der sie sich befunden hatte, seit sie das Zimmer betreten hatte.Sie war nicht zum Abendessen heruntergekommen, da sie nicht bereit war, Adrian wieder unter die Augen zu treten, seit er den Brief indirekt gestanden hatte.Jeremy war ebenfalls frustriert darüber, wie alles gelaufen war, wartete aber nur auf den richtigen Zeitpunkt, um sie zu trösten.Er hatte an diesem Abend mehrmals an ihre Tür geklopft, damit sie öffnete, um wenigstens etwas zu essen, auch wenn sie noch mit niemandem sprechen wollte.Er brachte das vom Koch zubereitete Essen an ihre Tür, so wie Adrian es ihm aufgetragen hatte, der nur wenige Schritte von ihrer Tür entfernt zusah.Doch sie reagierte auf keinen von beiden.Ihr Handyakku war leer; Jeremy versuchte sie anzurufen, aber es ging nicht durch.Das einzige Geräusch, das sie von der Tür aus hören konnten, war das Geräusch ihres Wein

Adrain kam wie versprochen früh nach Hause.Elara hörte seinen Schlüssel in der Tür und verhielt sich, ganz untypisch für sie, gleichgültig. Sie versuchte, ihr Gesicht ruhig zu halten, damit er nichts bemerkte.Schließlich öffnete sich die Tür, und er legte seinen Mantel ab und ging vom Flur ins Wohnzimmer.Als er durch die Tür trat, veränderte sich etwas in seinem Gesichtsausdruck. Er sah ihr sofort ins Gesicht und versuchte, darin zu lesen. „Hey“, sagte er zu ihr.„Hey“, kam die Antwort. Etwas, das er nicht erwartet hatte. Was darauf hindeutete, dass definitiv etwas nicht stimmte.Er kam ins Zimmer, lockerte seinen Kragen und setzte sich auf den Sessel ihr gegenüber.Er sah sie an, und etwas huschte durch seine Augen.Vorsicht.Er kannte Elara schon lange genug, um zu merken, dass an ihrem Verhalten definitiv etwas nicht stimmte; es war nur eine Frage der Zeit, bis er es herausfinden würde.Sie griff in ihre Tasche, holte den Umschlag heraus und ließ ihn auf den Tisch vor ihnen fall

Das Café, das Lydia ausgesucht hatte, war klein und ruhig. Lydia war schon da, als sie ankam, und saß in einer Ecke, den Mantel noch an und einen Kaffee vor sich.Ihr Gesicht war sorgfältig beherrscht, und ihre Augen leuchteten sofort auf, als sie Elara am anderen Ende des Raumes erblickte.Sie stand auf, als Elara auf sie zukam.„Danke, dass du gekommen bist“, sagte Elara.„Natürlich“, sagte Lydia schlicht, als hätte es nie etwas Kompliziertes zwischen ihnen gegeben. „Setz dich, du siehst schrecklich aus.“Sie setzte sich.Ein Kellner kam, und sie bestellte einen Tee, den sie eigentlich gar nicht wollte – nur, weil sie etwas für ihre Hände zu tun brauchte.Lydia beobachtete sie von der anderen Seite des Tisches mit einer gewissen Stille. „Erzähl mir“, sagte sie schließlich, nachdem sie ihr ein paar Sekunden Zeit gelassen hatte, anzukommen.Elara sah sie an und überlegte erneut, ob es richtig war, Lydia zu erzählen, was sie bedrückte.Aber der Umschlag lag in ihrer Tasche, und die Ung

Elara ging nicht direkt nach Hause. Sie ging eine Weile zu Fuß, um zu verarbeiten, was im Café passiert war. Schließlich fand sie eine Bank und setzte sich draußen hin, um die kalte, frische Luft einzuatmen, die sie offensichtlich brauchte, um Ordnung in das zu bringen, was Lydia gesagt hatte. Hatte sie einen Fehler gemacht? Sie spielte das Treffen in ihrem Kopf immer und immer wieder ab und versuchte, alles zu analysieren. Lydias Stimme klang ihr unaufhörlich in den Ohren. Lydia war nicht gut zu ihr gewesen, diese Tatsache ließ sich nicht bestreiten. Aber würde die Geburt des Babys ihre unausstehliche Persönlichkeit wirklich verändern? Sie wusste genau, wie gut Lydia schauspielern konnte, und sie war sich nicht sicher, ob sie nur eine Show abzog oder ob ihr ihr früheres Leben aufrichtig leidtat. Sie musste jemanden anrufen. Sie musste ihm von der neuen Entwicklung erzählen und wo sie hingegangen war. Was sie jedoch nicht wusste: Er war sich ihrer Schritte bereits bew

Elara war zwei Stunden zu früh am Flughafen, um Jeremy willkommen zu heißen. Sie stand am Ankunftsausgang, noch im Mantel, die Hände nicht ganz ruhig, die Augen fest auf die Tür gerichtet.Adrian stand neben ihr; er hatte darauf bestanden, mitzukommen.Er stand ruhig und gelassen neben ihr, und jede Minute griffen seine Hände nach ihren zittrigen Händen – als kleine Geste, um zu sagen: „Beruhig dich.“Die Tür öffnete sich endlich, und da war er.Jeremy kam herein; er wirkte dünner, als sie ihn in Erinnerung hatte, mit müden Augen, sah aber wohlauf aus, während sein Blick durch die Menge schweifte und seine Tasche über seiner Schulter hing.Es dauerte nicht lange, bis er sie entdeckte; sein Gesicht hellte sich auf. Sie rannte bereits auf ihn zu.Er breitete die Arme aus, und sie prallte gegen seinen Körper, heftiger als beabsichtigt. Seine Arme legten sich um sie und sie drückte ihr Gesicht an seine Brust.„Hey“, sagte er in ihr Haar, seine Stimme war rau. „Hey, ich bin hier, okay?“„I

‎The rain had finally stopped.‎Morning sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Vivian's office, but the atmosphere inside remained heavy.‎‎walter pinned another map to the investigation board while Priya arranged several photographs beneath it.‎‎Hospital records.‎Project Phoenix.‎The wolf mark‎Helen Brooks.‎Every clue seemed connected yet none of them revealed the whole picture.‎‎Vivian stood quietly, studying the board.‎"If Project Phoenix started twenty-six years ago...,"‎"...then Sandra's disappearance is only one chapter of a much older story."‎‎walter nodded. ‎"Exactly.And somebody has been cleaning up evidence for decades."‎‎As they were conversing, a knock interrupted them.‎Maria stepped inside.‎‎"Miss Vivian."‎‎"Mr. Raymond is here."‎‎walter exchanged a knowing look with Priya.‎"He certainly likes this office."‎‎Vivian shot him a warning glance.‎"We're working."‎‎walter raised both hands innocently.‎"I'm only observing"‎‎Michael

‎Vivian hadn't slept at all.‎The events of the warehouse constantly replayed in her mind every time she closed her eyes.‎The explosion.‎The burning debris.‎Michael refusing to let go of her hand.‎She rubbed her temples and stared at the pile of files covering her desk. None of them held the answers she needed.‎A soft knock sounded on the office door.‎Maria stepped inside.‎‎"Miss Vivian."‎‎"What is it?"‎‎"Mr. Raymond is here."‎‎Vivian looked up sharply.‎"Michael?"‎‎Maria nodded.‎"He insists on seeing you."‎‎Vivian frowned at the request.‎"What does he want now?"‎‎"He didnt say."‎‎She leaned back in her chair and sighed.‎"Let him in."‎‎A few seconds later, Michael walked into the office. He looked exhausted. His usually perfect suit was wrinkled, and dark circles rested beneath his eyes. Neither of them spoke immediately. They simply stared at each other. ‎‎Finally, Vivian broke the silence.‎"I thought you preferred sending bodyguards instead of coming yo

‎The Raymond Mansion had never felt this cold. Michael parked his car in the driveway and sat behind the wheel for several minutes. The words from the burned document echoed in his mind.‎‎Bloodline Replacement Protocol.‎Twenty-six years ago.‎The warehouse.‎The explosion.‎The warning call.‎None of it made any sense anymore.‎‎But one thing, however, was becoming painfully clear.‎‎Someone inside his family knew far more than they admitted. Michael stepped out of the car and entered the mansion.‎The butler greeted him with a respectful bow.‎‎"Welcome home, Young Master."‎‎"Where is Grandfather?"‎‎"In the study, sir."‎‎Michael didn't bother removing his coat.‎He walked straight toward the old wooden doors.‎Before he could knock, he heard voices coming from the inside.‎‎"...he's asking too many questions."‎The voice belonged to his grandfather.‎‎Another older man replied,‎"He was always going to find out."‎‎Michael's hand froze on the doorknob.‎"Find what out

‎The silence inside the penthouse was almost unbearable. No one spoke from the moment Vivian stepped through the front door. Maria quietly helped her out of the soot-stained coat before disappearing into the kitchen to prepare hot tea. Walter remained near the balcony, his phone pressed against his ear as he issued one order after another.‎‎"Double the security."‎"No one enters this building without my approval."‎"And find Helen Brooks."‎"I don't care how."‎‎He ended the call and looked toward Vivian. She stood motionless before the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the city lights. From the outside, she looked calm but on the inside...,‎She was anything but. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the collapsing warehouse. Michael's hand reaching for hers.‎‎His voice. "I'm not losing you too."‎The words refused to leave her mind. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to chase away a chill that had nothing to do with the night air.‎‎Maria walked over, placing a st

‎The drive back to the city was very quiet,which was kind of uncomfortable .Raindrops drummed steadily against the car, washing away the soot that still clung to the car. No one spoke. Maria who sat next to me stole worried glances every few seconds. ‎‎walter drove forward. One hand on the steering wheel and the other on the evidence bag containing the scorched document, the only evidence we had managed to save. But it wasn't enough. Not even close. My phone vibrated. ‎‎Priya.‎‎I answered immediately. ‎"Talk to me. ‎Where are you? ‎On my way back." ‎‎Her voice sounded unusually tense.‎"I just got to the safe house." ‎‎My heart sank.‎"Helen?" ‎‎"Gone." ‎‎"I know." ‎‎There was a brief pause before she continued. "They didn't just kidnap her. They cleaned out the place." ‎‎"What? What do you mean by that?" ‎‎"They cleaned every single fingerprint. They took the security cameras and they even removed the DVR." ‎‎Professionals. The same people who erased Sandra's

‎00:00:03...‎The ground beneath our feet began to tremble violently.‎‎"Move. Get out of here!" Walter roared in desperation. Michael tightly gripped my hand as we maneuvered our way through the crusty and narrow maintenance corridor.‎‎The walls of the building violently shook from the impact of the explosives, raining debris down on us. As we ran, Maria tripped and stumbled over a loose metal pipe.‎‎"Maria!" I screamed but before she could hit the ground, Walter caught her by the hand and pulled her back up. "Don't stop," he barked. "We have to keep moving forward." After a few more seconds of running, the exit finally came into view. Slivers of daylight seeped through the cracks in the rusted emergency door. ‎‎00:00:02...‎‎Micheal tried slamming his shoulder into the door but it didn't budge. "Damn it!" he said gritting his teeth. Seeing this, Walter rushed forward and also leaned on the door. ‎‎"Let's try again." Michael nodded and both men slammed their shoulders into