Amaka の小説

~~Jay~~“Uh~~ so…” I cleared my throat, heat still burning in my cheeks from his words. “Maybe we should, I don’t know… eat again? I’m starving. Maybe peanut butter with—”Before I could finish, Alex’s mouth was on mine.It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t patient. It was deep, consuming like he’d been holding back for too long and finally let go. My thoughts scattered like glass, the rest of my words muffled under the weight of his kiss.“Alex—” I tried to speak, but his tongue swept against mine, stealing the breath from my lungs. His hand cupped the back of my head, the other sliding down my spine in one smooth, deliberate motion that had me shivering.And then before I could even comprehend what was happening his fingers slipped under my clothes. Rough, calloused palms brushing over bare skin, tugging fabric away like it was in his way.My body betrayed me, heat sparking low in my stomach, the babies shifting as if reacting to my racing pulse. Heaven… it feels like am in heaven because this

~~Jay~~“Here you go,” Alex said, his voice calm as ever, as he set a brand-new phone and sleek laptop on the table in front of me.For a second, I just stared. It was ridiculous how something so ordinary could punch me in the chest like this. My throat tightened, and before I could even stop myself, I leaned forward and kissed him quick, impulsive, but real. I didn’t know how much I missed electric devices until now.Alex brows lifted, his lips curling into the faintest smirk. “If I knew getting you a phone and a laptop would make you kiss me and make you this happy, I would have gotten them a long time ago.”I rolled my eyes and swatted lightly at his chest. “Oh, shut up.” My voice came out softer than I intended. I didn’t even know why I did it, but the truth hummed in me: I kind of liked it.And then…. “Ha!” I gasped, sharp and loud enough that Alex immediately stiffened.“What happened?” he asked, tension flashing across his features.Instead of answering, I grabbed his hand and

~~Nina~~I know I’ve messed up. The way Jay was looking at me, it was obvious he was suspicious. And what the actual fuck, man… Lena was pregnant?What the hell have I gotten myself into?I need a way out of this place. Fast. But the more I think about it, the more complicated it becomes, At this rate I won’t even make it to the door before they catch me. Before I get near any money, before I find any leverage. I’ve gotten myself into a big mess with a great plan.And yet… Jay.When he said the babies are safe, he wasn’t talking like I was the one carrying them. His voice, the way his hand pressed instinctively over his belly it sounded like he was the pregnant one. Which is insane. Completely impossible. Right?Still, when I hugged him, I swear I felt a bump beneath my tummy. Not big, but real. His body was warmer, softer, different. My brain screamed at me to dismiss it, but my chest clenched with this strange ache.Because hugging him didn’t feel like strategy. It didn’t feel like

~~Jay~~“What the hell was that about?” Alex asked the moment Lena and his sister were out of earshot. His voice was low but sharp, cutting straight into me.I wanted to ask the same damn thing. But hell… I don’t know myself.My heart was still hammering from the hug, my mind twisting with questions I couldn’t untangle. I loved her no, I knew her but something about her didn’t sit right. It was like looking at a mirror that had just the tiniest crack running through it. Still reflected Lena, but wrong in a way that made your stomach flip.I stretched out my hand toward Alex. Between my fingers was a single strand of hair dark, fine, unmistakably hers. It caught the light as it dangled, proof of what I’d pulled when I hugged her.“Have your doctor friend carry out a DNA test,” I said. My voice was steady, even though inside I was shaking.Alex’s eyes narrowed. “You think she isn’t Lena?”I shook my head immediately. “No… she is Lena. I’m certain of that. I’d know her anywhere. The scar

Third person POV Alex let out a slow breath. “You heard me,” he said to Dahlia, the threat still simmering beneath his words. “Now can we all sit down and have this discussion? Jay needs to take his nap soon.”Ethan remained by the door, hands folded, eyes sweeping the room. The Alphas hovered like taut wires. Dahlia slumped into a chair with the theatricality of someone who considered dignity wasted breath. Lena sat opposite her, spine straight, but there was an exhaustion in the line of her shoulders no public composure could hide.Alex gave Jay a moment in the quiet to steady himself. Jay clung to him for a second longer, then offered a tiny nod an animal trust and Alex set him gently on the couch by the window.Alex turned back to the group and cast his net of control. “Let’s begin. Lena… why did you leave? And be very specific. I don’t do parables.”Lena met his gaze with the same steady calm she’d shown earlier. For a beat there was only the hush of everyone waiting.“Because I

~~Alex~~The silence that followed was the kind that cut deeper than screaming. Jay sagged against me, trembling but trying to hide it, one hand clutched protectively over the swell of his stomach. I could feel the shivers through him, the fragile way his body held on, and it made something violent in me rise. Does whatever smell he perceived from Dahlia affecting him that much. I have read a lot about this from the pregnancy book I bought, but I never thought he will react this strongly to smells he can’t stand.He shouldn’t have to beg for air in his own home. He shouldn’t have to choke on someone else’s stench, or fold in on himself just to survive another scene.And Lena,My eyes flicked to her.She stood too still, too composed. She hasn’t really said much if nothing since she came in, but I’d been around too many people who knew how to soften their words while sharpening their intent. She said nothing but her expression says a lot, she looks like something out of her normal hab

Tears stung Leah’s eyes as she stood frozen, staring at Mira’s lifeless body the next day. Her skin had turned ghostly pale, drained of every trace of warmth. Blood streaked across her cheeks and pooled at the corner of her lips, dried dark against the fragile lines of her face.Her eyes once so full of light were wide open, rolled back into a chilling white that made Leah’s stomach twist. It was as if life had been ripped from her violently, leaving behind only a shell that mocked the memory of who she had been.Mira’s hair clung to her damp skin, strands matted with blood, and her delicate hands were curled stiffly at her sides, the nails broken as though she had fought until her very last breath.A sob broke free from Leah’s throat, raw and aching. She stood rooted to the spot, watching as Mira’s body was wrapped and bundled away. It was the first sight that had greeted her when she stepped out of the mansion that morning, the pale body lying out in the cold air, robbed of its fire

“Why are you here?” His voice was low, dangerous, meant only for her but everyone was listening. Leah lips parted, a thousand questions on the tip of her tongue. But Edwardo laughed, raising his glass while enjoying the show.He hates his father and Leah….she wasn't supposed to be here.“Why, my dear boy, isn’t it obvious? And she's family, we don't hide anything from family.The crowd erupted in cheers, and suddenly, I looked at Nathan. He shook his head ever so slightly, his jaw clenched. But it was too late. I had stepped into his world, and now… there was no turning back.He felt panic just from the way she looked at him, what in god's name would she think of him now. Nathan felt guilty, he shouldn't care but this lady's judgement means a lot.She was the only person that hadn't seen his dark side. He doesn't want her to see, he wanted to hide her away from this life but now she was standing here with his father standing happily next to her.“Leah." He called but she seemed distan

Leah clutched the wheel tightly as she drove at high speed. She had waited for an hour after Nathan left to leave. Mira had spared her a smile but said no more. Leah wondered if she was worried that she would rat her out.She would never, Leah has given her word. But right now, there was something more important. She had only one focus, to find out what Dark Hour was and why Nathan didn’t want her anywhere near it.The city lights blurred past, neon signs flashing like secrets meant only for those bold enough to chase them. Leah parked two streets away, slipped out, and walked toward the front of what looked like a club.The bass throbbed through the walls, deep and steady, like a heartbeat she wasn’t supposed to hear. A line of people snaked outside, but none of them looked ordinary. Too polished. Too sharp. Men in tailored suits with expressions carved from stone. Women whose eyes glimmered like they knew something she didn’t.And above the blackened doorway, etched into the stone,

I clutched the wheel tightly as I drove at high speed. I had waited for an hour after Nathan left, Mira had spared me a smile but no one. I wonder if she was worried that I was going to rat her outI would never, I've given her my word. Right now, I had only one focus, to find out what the Dark Hour was and why Nathan didn’t want me anywhere near it.The city lights blurred past, neon signs flashing like secrets meant only for those bold enough to chase them. I parked two streets away, slipped out, and walked toward the front of what looked like a club.The bass throbbed through the walls, deep and steady, like a heartbeat I wasn’t supposed to hear. A line of people snaked outside, but none of them looked ordinary. Too polished. Too sharp. Men in tailored suits with expressions carved from stone. Women whose eyes glimmered like they knew something I didn’t.And above the blackened doorway, etched into the stone, was a faint symbol. The same one I had once seen on Nathan’s wrist. My st

His hand slid up my thigh, his lips tracing fire along my neck as my body burned with aching need until I reached my climax.“You taste so good,” he murmured, his green eyes locking onto mine, dark with hunger as he savored every second of his desire. And then he claimed me again harder, deeper until we were both left breathless, burning and exhausted, unable to go any further.“I can't stop craving your body, Leah. It's the only good thing I've gotten from the marriage" My heart paused as I stared into that eyes, for a moment it looked lost…distance.“Get lost, Nathan! I pushed him away and rolled out from the bed. Dragging the sheet and wrapping around my naked frame. My legs still wobbled under the desirable pressure, despite desiring him….it wasn't what I wanted.“Wo!!! Why are you so angry?! I stared blankly at his face while he laughed, laying at his side. “I thought you were enjoying yourself"" Go to hell” My throat tightened as my eyes blazed in anger. "I don't want to sell

“Dark night” Days passed but it didn't help soothe her worry. She wanted to know why Nathan had seen more agitation and as days passed, he had seen more withdrawn. He only came in a few times but what amazed her was that he had avoided her, barely looking at her face and it made her more tempted to know what the “Dark night" means. The only time that relieved her over the past days was taking a walk around the fortress. She only felt alive and her unburdened heart seems to feel what happiness is all about. “Ma’am do you need anything?" A handmaid approached her the instant she came out. “No, I'm only taking a walk. Mira” She smiled as the maid returned her smile. “Mira,” She called as she turned to walk away. " I need your help with something ... .a place actually."I need to find where Dark night holds…please" But the suddenly darkened expression told her she needs more than her plea to get her there. Mira froze at Leah’s words, the smile slipping from her face like glass s

Fairy tales didn’t exist. Ray had always known that. And yet, he had let himself believe. Believe that after everything, he could finally have his happy ending. That Lily would come back, that they would put all the chaos behind them and just… be. But four months had passed. Four months, and she was nowhere to be found. And in those four months, she had caused more destruction than she probably even realized. The Anderson family was gone. The Manchester family had been silenced. The power structures that once dictated everything had crumbled beneath the weight of her actions. And yet, the world had gone eerily quiet. The media barely spoke about it. There were no reports, no scandalous headlines, no outrage. It was as if the universe had conspired to erase all traces of her, making her untouchable. He couldn’t reach her. He couldn’t speak to her. He couldn’t even see her. It was hell. And the worst part? It was starting to feel like the version of hell he had

The silence stretched between them.Lilly and Jerry—two people who had seen death, caused death, lived among death—now sat here, unable to make sense of the one loss that actually hurt.Lilly swallowed the lump in her throat.“I thought I could tell you that time would heal this. That one day, you’d wake up, and the pain would be gone.”Jerry gave her a hollow stare, waiting for her to continue.“But that would be a lie.”Her voice broke slightly, but she pushed through.“The truth is… you won’t wake up one day and magically feel okay. You’ll carry this pain with you. Every damn day.”Jerry’s jaw clenched. He knew that already, he knows deep down he will never get over losing his love right before it could even blossom.Lilly reached out and placed a hand over his.“But you’ll learn to live with it,” she whispered. “Because that’s what Chloe would have wanted. She didn’t fight this hard, endure this much, just for either of us to fall apart when she’s gone.”Jerry let out a ragged bre

Ray stared at her, his heart pounding in his chest.“One… m-m-month?” His voice cracked. “That’s too much, wifey.”His grip on her hands tightened, as if afraid that if he let go, she would disappear before his eyes.Lilly’s lips trembled, but she held her ground.“At least this way, you won’t be married to a woman who is mentally unstable, Ray,” she said softly. “And worse—a woman who shares her new body with her dead twin’s split personality.”Ray’s body stiffened.“Split what?” His brows furrowed, convinced he had misheard.Lilly sighed, wiping the stray tear that escaped her eye. “I’m sure you’ve already guessed it, Ray. You’ve seen it. You’ve felt it. Lia and I… we aren’t just one person. And I need to do this—for myself, for you, and for our baby.”Her voice wavered.“I need to be able to give you the same love you’ve given me. To birth our baby in a safe place. Please, Ray… please.” She squeezed his hands, her tears falling freely now.Ray felt something twist in his chest.Lil

The room felt unbearably heavy.Jerry sat still, his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands.And then, without warning—A sob tore through him.“Haaaaaa~~~” he yelled out. For the first time in life he felt like someone was trying to zap life out of him.The kind that clawed out from the depths of his soul, ripping past the walls he had spent years building.Tears streamed down his face. He didn’t even bother to wipe them.This wasn’t grief.This was devastation.This was an unbelievable moment, it was only aFew days ago that he realized the extend of his live for Chloe and now she dead.Dead just like that.This was the feeling of watching the one person who made life feel like more than just blood and war—slip through his fingers.He had lost Chloe.And now, what was left of him?Nothing.Nothing but this unbearable silence, this emptiness that no amount of vengeance could ever fill.He clenched his fists.He had always thought himself untouchable, someone who laughed in the fa

The room was too quiet.The kind of silence that made the air feel heavier, pressing against their chests like an unbearable weight.Lilly sat frozen, her eyes staring into nothing.She wasn’t crying. She wasn’t speaking.She just sat there, lost in the void.Ray was right behind her, not touching, not speaking just there.Because what could he say? What could he do?There were no words for grief like this. No bandage for wounds that cut this deep.On the other side of the room, Jerry knelt beside Chloe’s bed, his hands gripping hers with a desperation that made his knuckles turn white.His lips moved, whispering something under his breath.A prayer.Jerry Manchester the man who had never feared death, who had laughed in the face of danger—was now begging.To a God he didn’t even believe in.“Please—”His voice cracked, his fingers tightening around Chloe’s.“Please, don’t take her.”Tears burned at the corners of his eyes, but he refused to let them fall.He didn’t cry. Not Jerry Man

The scent of iron was thick in the air.Lilly’s eyes, cold and unyielding, swept across the men standing by. Their hesitation irritated her.“What the hell are you all waiting for?” Her voice cracked through the tense silence, sharp as a whip.The men snapped to attention.“Get him out of there. Now.”She didn’t need to say it twice.Two men rushed forward, reaching into the trunk and dragging David Deluca’s battered body out. His weight was dead, limp, his blood smearing against their gloves.“Take him to Damon.”Her tone left no room for argument.The men moved swiftly, disappearing into the building with their barely breathing cargo.Lilly stood still, her breathing measured, her fingers clenched so tightly her nails bit into her palms.She should feel satisfaction.But for some reason—She didn’t.Inside, the air was suffocating.The rhythmic beeping of the life support machine filled the room—until suddenly, the sound changed.The sharp, rapid BEEP—BEEP—BEEP sliced through the ai