Novels by Halanoire

Camille looked at Stella mockingly, watching the fear gradually spread across her face.Finally, she seemed to grow bored and released her. Stella collapsed onto the floor, her body still trembling.Camille bent down and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up."Stella, killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant. Remember that I'm in control here, and stay out of my way."She released her chin and stood up, leaving Stella frozen in fear as she walked away.......After freshening up, Camille sat in her room with her laptop open. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as encrypted codes flashed across the screen.Since legitimate websites offered little useful information about the Rodriguez family, she turned to the dark web.Fortunately, her search wasn't in vain.Matteo Rodriguez, the eldest son of the family, usually resided at the Rodriguez Mansion but frequently stayed at a private residential suite in Regalia Hotel.A smirk appeared on Camille's face."Bingo."She quickly se

Lucas finally stopped a few metres away from her. His eyes swept over Camille with undisguised disdain before a mocking smile appeared on his lips. "Who do you think you are to judge me, Vivienne?" he asked coldly. "You ain't even worthy of carrying my shoes." Camille stared at him for a moment. Then she rolled her eyes. "As if anyone would even be willing to carry the shoes you wear." Lucas's expression instantly darkened. Damn. This girl had far more guts than he'd expected. Most people became nervous the moment they heard the name Rodriguez. Some would flatter him, while others would immediately try to win his favour. But Vivienne Marcello? She wasn't even remotely intimidated. Instead, she seemed determined to annoy him. "You—" Before Lucas could finish, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind them. "What are the both of you doing here?" Stella. Her voice was filled with suspicion. The way she looked between Lucas and Camille made it seem as t

As evening approached, expensive cars were already filling the driveway of the Marcello Estate.One luxury vehicle after another passed through the enormous iron gates, their polished bodies reflecting the golden lights that had been carefully arranged along the driveway. Security guards stood at every entrance, checking invitations while reporters crowded behind the barriers, eager to capture the arrival of the night's most influential guests.The welcome banquet was already becoming the talk of the evening.Tech moguls.Entertainment executives.Politicians.Business tycoons.And people whose names rarely appeared in newspapers but whose influence stretched far beyond what the public knew.Tonight, the Marcello family was putting its newest—or rather, oldest—daughter on display.The estate had been decorated to perfection.Crystal chandeliers illuminated the main hall, expensive flowers filled the tables, and soft music floated through the enormous room. Waiters moved between the gu

Christian’s expression changed instantly. He stood up angrily.“Vivienne Marcello, where are your manners?”Camille laughed.Actually laughed.“Which manners do you expect from a girl who grew up away from her family without anyone to teach her?”Her eyes swept over him, almost as though she were looking at a room full of idiots.Bella quickly stepped forward and touched Christian’s arm.“Honey, don’t mind her. She’s young and probably doesn’t mean it.”“Nope. I meant it.”Camille’s answer came without the slightest hesitation.“Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to know where I’m staying.”Before anyone could respond, her eyes shifted toward a maid standing quietly in the corner.The maid noticed her gaze and immediately approached.“Take me to my room.”There was no question in Camille’s voice. She spoke as though she had been running the household for years.The maid hurried to obey.Just like that, Camille turned around and left the room, leaving the three people behind completely b

The plane to Italy landed in the afternoon.Camille Vance walked through the airport terminal slowly, sunglasses covering her eyes and one hand pulling a black suitcase behind her.She looked calm.Too calm for someone who had just been given a completely new identity.For the next few months, Camille Vance was dead.At least, that was what the Shadow Organisation wanted everyone to believe.Her old name could no longer exist.Her old life had to disappear.And from this moment onward, she was Vivienne Marcello.Camille's eyes moved across the crowded airport.People rushed past her with their luggage. Families reunited after long trips. Businessmen spoke on their phones while walking quickly toward the exits.Nobody paid much attention to her.That was exactly how she wanted it.She adjusted her sunglasses and continued walking until something caught her attention.A man in a black suit was standing near the entrance.He was an older man with neatly combed grey hair, and he was holdi

Shadow Organization Headquarters, London.Camille Vance walked down the silent hallway, the sharp click of her heels echoing against the polished floor.Each step brought her closer to the end.Closer to death.As an elite agent of the Shadow Organisation, Camille had faced bullets, explosions, assassins, and missions that would have broken ordinary people. Fear had never been something she allowed herself to show.But tonight was different.Three failed missions had placed her name on the organisation’s death list.She knew exactly what awaited her behind the final door.Judgment.Camille stopped before the black door. For a moment, her gloved fingers rested against the handle. She could turn around. She could run.But where would she go?The Shadow Organisation had eyes everywhere.Taking a slow breath, she pushed the door open.The room beyond was empty, dark, and intimidating. There were no windows, no furniture, and no visible guards. Only darkness stretched endlessly around her.