Novels by Blacktorne

"The divorce petition... what the hell is all this, Eleanor?!"Sebastian's furious roar echoed through the quiet lobby of the five-star hotel, stopping Eleanor in her tracks. He stormed toward her, his eyes bloodshot and his expression tense. After receiving the shocking news from his lawyer in Italy, he had immediately booked the earliest flight back to London and tracked down his wife, who was now staying at the most luxurious hotel in the city center, surrounded by top-tier amenities.Eleanor stopped walking. She slowly turned around and looked at Sebastian with a calm, icy expression, not the slightest ripple of emotion crossing her face. On either side of her stood two personal bodyguards in black suits, maintaining a safe distance while remaining alert."What is it, Sebastian? You're back?" Eleanor asked flatly."What do you mean, what is it?!" Sebastian tried to push past them and grab Eleanor's arm, but one of the bodyguards swiftly blocked him with a hand against his chest. "

"How is the search for a donor for my daughter progressing, Doctor?"Mr. Rockwood's deep voice filled the hospital director's office. Eleanor's father stood upright in front of the doctor's desk, while his three sons stood behind him, their expressions tense."We've found a highly compatible potential donor from overseas, Mr. Rockwood," the specialist replied, showing him the medical records. "The transplant procedure can be scheduled as soon as Mrs. Eleanor's physical condition has fully stabilized.""Do whatever it takes to ensure the best outcome. Money is no object," Eleanor's eldest brother declared without hesitation.Two weeks after receiving intensive treatment at the Rockwood family's hospital, Eleanor's condition gradually improved. Her liver transplant surgery was successful, with no complications. Her face, which had once been pale and yellowish, was beginning to regain its healthy color.Alessia walked into the VIP hospital room carrying a thick brown folder."Your family

"Mommy and Sebastian are going back to Italy?"Eleanor's voice trembled from the hospital bed. She stared at Alessia, who had just walked into the room, her face flushed with barely contained fury."Yes, El," Alessia replied sharply as she placed her bag on a chair. "Sebastian, his mother, and even Valentina were taken away tonight. That cowardly man ran away!""What about Valentina?" Eleanor asked, tears beginning to stream down her sunken cheeks. "Why would they take my daughter away without my permission?""Stella claimed it was so you could focus on your treatment without being disturbed by a child," Alessia scoffed in disgust. "But we both know that's just an excuse. Claudia and Stella deliberately took Valentina away from you so the girl would become even more dependent on Claudia!"Eleanor closed her eyes. Her chest felt unbearably tight, and her breathing grew rapid.The phone on the bedside table vibrated. A text message arrived from Sebastian's number. Eleanor picked it up w

"You always turn small problems into big ones, Eleanor."Sebastian's voice broke the silence in the hospital room. He stood beside the bed with Claudia casually clinging to his arm. The two had finally flown back to London after being frightened by Alessia's threats and the news that Eleanor was in critical condition.Eleanor slowly turned her head. Her face was deathly pale, and she stared at her husband without expression."I hadn't even finished taking care of my business in Italy, and you've already turned everything into a mess," Sebastian continued with a long sigh, looking exhausted and irritated. "Alessia called me and yelled at me as if I were some irresponsible, villainous husband.""I never asked Alessia to yell at you, Sebastian," Eleanor replied softly but firmly."But you told her all sorts of nonsense, didn't you?" Sebastian accused, his voice rising. "You made me look bad just because I was accompanying Claudia!""I didn't tell her anything!" Eleanor shot back, her che

"How pitiful. Not a single member of her family has come to visit her since yesterday."The whispers from behind the door were clearly audible. It was already noon, yet Eleanor was still lying on her side, facing the window and staring at the sky outside. The hospital room was spacious, but it felt lonely and cold.That night, Eleanor's phone vibrated again. Another notification from Claudia's account appeared on the screen. This time, it was a series of photos from their visit to an amusement park in Milan. One of the pictures showed their hands forming a heart shape, while another featured matching bracelets.The caption read: "You always know what I need."Eleanor turned off her phone screen and shifted back against the bed.She knew exactly when her husband's attitude toward her had begun to change. It all started two years ago, when Claudia's parents passed away."She has no one else in this world," Stella Tores, her mother-in-law, had said during the funeral two years ago.Back

“You’re going to die,” Dr. Bernard said, his voice calm, yet his words shattered every defense Eleanor had built around herself. “If you don’t find an organ donor soon and your liver fails completely, there will be very little more we can do.”Eleanor froze in the examination chair, her gaze fixed on the laboratory results spread across the desk. The alarming figures indicated that her liver damage had reached a critical stage. She clasped her fingers tightly in her lap, trying to suppress the trembling in her body.“This is why I asked you to have your legal guardian or a family representative here, Mrs. Tores,” Dr. Bernard continued, straightening the medical files in front of him. “Your condition requires prompt medical intervention and a decision from your family.”Eleanor lowered her head. An unbearable bitterness rose in her throat. It wasn’t that she hadn’t tried. Before entering the consultation room, she had already called Sebastian. But her husband had refused to listen and