Novels by Cindywrites

One lie would protect a killer. One truth would bury her brother. Annabelle had one choice.Desmond walked into the interrogation room with the same composed confidence that had made him one of the most feared businessman in the country. His polished shoes echoed against the titled floor as he approached the chair placed opposite from two officers.A camera stood in one corner of the room, it's red light blinking steadily. The interrogation was being recorded and broadcast to the media as part of the investigation into the murder of Clinton and his wife.Desmond adjusted the sleeve of his tailored suit before taking his seat.The officer seated across from him folded his hands on the table.“Mr Desmond, thank you for honoring our invitation.”Desmond gave a slight nod. “I have nothing to hide.”The officer studied him for a moment before asking his first question.“What was your relationship with late Mr. Clinton.”Desmond answered without hesitation.He was my business partner and at

Annabelle lay motionless on the enormous bed, her eyes squeezed shut as though refusing to acknowledge the reality around her. She clung to the fragile hope that if she opened them, she would wake up in her room, hear her mother's voice calling her downstairs and find her father watching the news on TV as though nothing had happened. But reality was cruel than dreams. With a trembling breath, she slowly opened her eyes. The luxurious bedroom remained unchanged. The expensive chandelier hanging above shocked her misery, while the elegant furniture and silk curtains only reminded her that she was trapped inside the mansion of the man that destroyed her family. A bitter smile appeared on her lips. "So, this is my life now." She sat up slowly, every part of her body aching from exhaustion. She barely remembered falling asleep. Her mind had been overwhelmed by grief, fear and endless questions that refuse to leave her. Dragging herself toward the bathroom, she closed the door behind an

The moment the blade touched her brother's skin, Annabelle realized something terrifying, Desmond wasn't asking for loyalty anymore. He was demanding her soul.The room felt suffocatingly silent.Desmond slightly tightened his grip around Anna's waist, pulling her closer until she could feel the heat radiating from his body.."Now.." he whispered darkly against her ear, his eyes roaming over her trembling figure. "It's finally just the two of us."His fingers slid up her thigh possessively as he leaned in, his lips inches away from hers.Her breath hitched. Quickly, she covered her mouth with shaky hands. Panic flashing across her face."It's...my first time," she whispered softly. He paused.For a brief second, surprise crossed his face before a dangerous smirk curved on his lips."You're still a virgin?" He asked, with amusement dancing in his eyes. Embarrassed Annabelle lowered her head silently.Desmond brushed his fingers through her hair slowly almost tenderly but the darkness i

The moment Desmond stepped into the room, Annabelle realized something terrifying, death was no longer the worst thing that could happen to her.The instant Annabelle heard the guard announced from outside the room that the police had arrived and were asking for her, hope exploded inside her chest."They're here!" She screamed, struggling against the bed. "I'm here! Please help me!"Desmond face darkened instantly. Panic flickered across his eyes for the first time since she had met him.He yanked the door open. The guard bowed respectfully. "Sir, the police and media are outside the mansion."Annabelle seized the opportunity. She rushed toward the door barefoot, her heart pounding wildly.But before she could escape, the guard grabbed her violently. "Let me go?" She cried.He slammed her against the wall and dragged her back into the room. "I don't want to stay here."Within seconds, the guard tied her wrist to ankles tightly with a rope."You think this will save you?" She shouted

The man she once admired became the monster that ruined her life. Annabelle stumbled into the massive mansion with tears clouding her vision. Her hands trembled as she clung tightly to her little brother. The cold expression on Desmond face only made her fear worse. "Take the boy upstairs," he ordered his guards calmly. "No!" Annabelle screamed immediately pulling her brother behind her. "Don't touch him!" Her brother burst into tears. Annabelle glared at Desmond with hatred burning in her eyes. "You killed my parents!" She cried hysterically. "Now you want to kill my brother too?" The guards hesitated. Desmond remained silent for a moment before he said in a dangerously calm tone. "He'll be safe." "I don't believe you!" She shouted. The guards forcefully carried her brother despite his cries. "Anna" her brother screamed. "Ethan! She screamed back struggling violently. Desmond grabbed her wrist before she could run after them. "Let me go! She yelled violently, hitting h

A single mistake dragged the Clinton family into hell. But the real nightmare began the moment Elisa disappeared.The first gunshot shattered the silence of the Clinton mansion. Annabelle jerked awake, her heart slamming violently against her chest. For a second, she stayed frozen beneath the sheets staring into the darkness her room.Maybe it was a dream. Then another gunshot echoed through the house. Her breath hitched. "No, no, no......" She threw the blanket aside and rushed out of bed barefoot, her hands trembling. The mansion that once felt warm and safe felt cold and unfamiliar."Mom?" She cried softly as she stepped into the hallway. No answer, fear crawled slowly into her chest. "Dad"?Then she heard it. Crying voices downstairs and heavy footsteps.Annabelle's stomach tightened instantly. Panic consumed her as she hurried toward the staircase. The closer she got, the clearer the terrifying sounds became.M