Novels by Mirela

( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) AURORA My feet are like stones as I climb the stairs. " How are you my dear?" I raise an eyebrow at him, pausing on the bottom step. " Come. I laced my fingers through his, pulling him into my room. " Do not make noise. " I point to the door of Arthur's room and make si

( A CHANCE FOR LOVE) César I always lose track of time when I'm with her, but this time, it's different,I am willing to make this moment something unique and special. "Look at me, Aurora." I ask, careful not to startle her as I try to bring her onto my lap.

(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAArthur and I spent the night at the hospital, so he could be monitored more closely. Cesar went home after much protest from me as soon as I found out that he hadn't slept for over thirty hours. Amelia and Henrico also returned to the farm with the promise of returning the next day, but Anna was adamant about spending the night with me.Neither of us really slept."You need to rest, Anna.

( A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORAI couldn't stay in the room while they revived my boy.I'm lying on a bed like Artur's, but in a separate room and with two nurses having to hold my legs and arms for a third to medicate me. My throat is sore, but that doesn't stop me from screaming my son's name, even though my body is getting heavy and I can't keep my eyes open anymore.ARTHU

( A CHANCE FOR LOVE)CÉSARI lie in my bed with Aurora's image in my head, her feline, dogged gaze stealing my breath until I finally fall asleep and wake up several times during the night. When I arrive at the office, my eyes are heavy and tired. With lack of proper rest, but when define rambles on about my patients and reveals that Cassie got better overnight, run to the little girl's room and sleep passes.I love my work.I fucking love it!

(A CHANCE FOR LOVE)AURORA"I... h-hmmm." I pull the phone away from my ear enough to read the name on the display and figure out who I'm talking to, then I bite the inside of my cheek. This can only be a joke." It was Arthuzinho who called."I defend myself and I hear your laugh, cocky to the fund."Clear.""I'm serious!"A break, and then I look into the cat eyes of my offsprin

DAVINAThe auditorium is packed, but I feel strangely alone as I walk across the stage. The diploma in my hands is a symbol of everything I’ve achieved, but also of everything I’ve lost. Six months ago, I would never have imagined being here without my father in the audience. My mother didn’t come. She’s still at Vincent’s estate, living a quiet life alongside other women who, like her, carry scars. I miss her, but I understand. Still, seeing my grandmother sitting in the front row brings me a small sense of relief.When I lift my eyes, I see the faces that have become my new family. Timmy, with his protective air and crooked smile, wears a deep blue suit that reflects his boldness and style. Midnight, or Huxley, as I call him now, carries his aura of mystery in a burgundy suit, sober and imposing. Gutemberg, the Ghost, who is no longer quite so ghostly, is in a lead-gray suit, flawless as the rich boy he’s always been. Vincent, leaning casually, seemingly indifferent but attentive to

DAVINAGutemberg stepped forward, his voice heavy with authority and tension." Davina is right. If they arrest Jimmy, he won’t forgive today. He will retaliate, and prison won’t stop him," he declared, his eyes flashing with conviction.Without hesitation, he placed a gun in my hand, urging me to follow the group."Go with them. I’ll look for Jimmy," he ordered.But I refused. Aaron groaned, the weak, pained sound tightening my heart. Timmy stepped forward, staring at my face."Aaron needs a hospital."I was torn, my eyes shifting between Gutemberg and Aaron, life fading with each slow breath.Then, in a gesture of urgency, Gutemberg approached and kissed my lips with abrupt passion."Aaron needs you now," he whispered intensely."I’m going with Gutemberg. I have my own scores to settle with Jimmy!" Pryia declared, her fists clenched and her gaze lost, her voice thick with anger.We all looked at her. In her beautiful red dress and neatly styled hair, she looked like a goddess of ven

DAVINA"Davina." Aaron spoke, his tone clearly worried.Before I could react, three men lunged forward. Two of them grabbed Aaron, pushing him against the table as he struggled to break free. A punch hit his rib, and he groaned in pain. Another strike, this time to the face, and blood stained his chin."Stop!" I shouted, trying to move forward, but strong hands held me back. I kicked and thrashed, but it was useless.Vincent's uncle held me easily, his fingers gripping my arms like iron."I like your spirit. But now…" He raised his hand.A strong blow struck the back of my neck. The world spun.The last sound I heard before losing consciousness was that man's cruel laughter.I woke up to the metallic smell of blood and a sharp throbbing in my head. The pain was unbearable, as if my brain were trying to expand inside my skull. The room was suffocating, filled with dark furniture and gray walls, one wall covered with monitors showing various parts of the house.I blinked a few times, tr

DAVINAI take a deep breath, bracing myself for what’s coming next, but at the last moment, an unexpected voice cuts through the earpiece. A voice that makes me hold my breath, my throat tightening instantly. It’s Vincent.“Davina…” he says, and the softness of his voice shocks me. “My uncle ran. Jimmy’s protecting him.”The air seems to freeze for a second. Did I hear that right? What does he mean?The tension in the car thickens. Aaron lets out an irritated grunt, his words coming in a low, scornful tone.“Fucking Italians…” he mutters, eyes glued to the screen in front of him.But Vincent’s tone shifts. Something in the way he speaks, in the way he communicates, changes completely. He speaks directly to me, and his voice carries a warning, a concern that sends chills crawling up my spine.“Take care of yourself, Davina. Baby, I…” he says, and the seriousness is palpable. “You better, idiots, protect my girl! Because if anything happens…” He pauses, and the silence that follows is d

DAVINAI feel eyes on us as we walk down the stairs, Gutemberg’s steps steady at my side, our fingers intertwined naturally. The warmth of his hand in mine gives me a sense of safety, though I know that no matter how gentle his touch is, what lies ahead won’t be easy. Every step we descend echoes inside me, each movement heavier than the last. But what surprises me is his calmness. As if he knows exactly what to do. As if, somehow, he has already accepted the risk and knows that the battle ahead is no longer about choice. It’s about duty.We reach the bottom of the stairs, and when I look into the living room, I see everyone waiting. Timmy, with a tense expression and probably clenched fists. Aaron, always with that calculating gaze, examining everything with the coldness of someone already thinking about the next move. And Midnight, watching everyone with the authority of someone who has seen and done it all. Nothing is out of place, and for a moment, it feels like all of us were fate

DAVINAWe have a plan.I repeat it silently to myself as I adjust my tight jeans, feeling the fabric mold to my legs with almost uncomfortable precision. The weight of the knife against my skin inside my boot brings me a strange sense of security. Timmy taught me how to use it, short, precise strikes, straight to where it hurts the most. I remember his hands holding mine, the warmth of his body when he whispered that, in the end, the element of surprise was the best weapon of all.I slide the gun into the waistband of my jeans. Midnight taught me how to handle it, taught me not to hesitate when it’s time to pull the trigger. "If you hesitate, you die," he always says.The discreet click of the door opening makes me lift my eyes to the mirror. Gutemberg walks into the room without asking for permission, as if it belongs to him. And maybe it does, not the room, but the moment. His gaze runs over my body from head to toe, and there’s something strange there. It’s not desire, it’s not dis

AIYANAIf someone had told me a few years ago that I would be pregnant and about to find out my baby’s sex at a party organized by Icarus, I probably would have laughed in their face. But there I was: my belly already starting to show, surrounded by balloons, confetti, and a dessert table that looked like it had been pulled straight from a sugar-fueled nightmare on one of those cooking competition shows."I made everything with my own hands," Icarus said proudly, pointing to a cake that had clearly sunk in the middle."You bought everything ready-made, love," I murmured."The curation was mine," he replied, offended. I kissed his cheek to make up for it. He winked and pulled me into a deeper kiss, tongue and hands entangled. They were excited about my pregnancy and all the changes in my body, but Icarus had developed an obsession with my breasts, he would squeeze them until milk leaked every night.Max was standing with his arms crossed, wearing a shirt that said “Girl Team” in glitte

AIYANAThree Years LaterThe sound of my boots echoed down the hallway as I threw my backpack over my shoulder harder than necessary. My muscles ached from today’s class jiu-jitsu had left me wanting to live in an ice bath indefinitely. But deep down, I loved the pain. It was a sign that I was alive, strong… and adapted.Morning internship at the neighborhood gym, college in the afternoon, training at the end of the day. It was a human routine. With schedules, microwave lines, and people sweating on mats. And somehow, it did me good. It made me feel normal. Or almost.I sighed as I pushed open the front door and, of course, heard shouting from upstairs."You only say that because you lost," I recognized Max’s voice, irritated and clearly losing control."I lost? I let you win, you pathetic fool!"I set my keys on the entryway table with a loud thud. I rolled my eyes before even climbing the stairs.It was always like this.Icarus and Max lived in a cold War, acting like two kindergart

AIYANAI woke to a familiar heat sliding between my legs. My fingers tangled in the sheets as Icarus’s touch pulled me back into my body, into the now. I opened my eyes slowly and found him there, a wicked smile on his lips and his gaze locked on me, as if nothing else in the world existed. My wolf felt flattered by the attention and devotion.The sound of the shower ran in the background, muffling my sigh."Hello," I murmured, my voice hoarse from morning and pleasure.He lifted his face just enough to give me a mischievous look."Hi, sweetheart," he replied in that slow, teasing voice. "Sleep well?"I couldn’t answer. He went back to teasing me with lips and tongue, exactly as he knew how. My body arched instinctively."Do you think I can make you come before he gets back?" he murmured, his eyes gleaming with challenge.But fate had other plans.The shower shut off. A second later, the door opened with the soft creak of wood, and Max appeared, wrapped only in a towel, water still dr

AIYANAMax coughed violently, his body still trembling as if he had just emerged from a submerged nightmare. His eyes blinked several times, trying to adjust to the soft light of the forest. For a moment, he looked confused, lost."Max…" I whispered, feeling my throat tighten.His eyes finally met mine, and it was as if the world had stopped. The fear vanished, replaced by something primal and urgent. In an instant, he lunged forward, his arms wrapping around me with an almost desperate force."You’re alive… you’re here…" he murmured against my neck, his face pressed into my hair. "Gods… your scent… I thought I’d lost it."His body shook, and he held me as if I were the anchor keeping him whole. I returned the hug, feeling an unbearable relief wash over me. Tears streamed down uncontrollably."You’re naked," he murmured, almost as if stating a painful fact. "And it’s freezing as hell."Then he slowly turned, his gaze falling on Icarus with a familiar fury."Seriously, dude? She’s like

AIYANASynx held her gaze on Max for a moment, as if the weight of everything she had said was still anchored there. Then, slowly, her eyes turned toward me, and I felt as if she were trying to convey a hidden message."Did you choose me? Why?" I asked, drawn to the blue of her eyes."For years, I watched. I evaluated every descendant of Helion. But I never felt I could trust any of them… until you, Aiyana."My breath faltered. Icarus immediately grew more alert at my side, his eyes wary."Why?" he murmured, in a tone somewhere between skepticism and protective instinct.Synx nodded, her voice softer now."Well… before you, there was another. Your father. I felt something in him. A purity that didn’t exist in the others. He was different. But… he died before I could do anything."My father…"Wait," Icarus growled, narrowing his eyes. "So you know Vardam? That bastard was obsessed with you. He had hidden notes, even pretended to be Aiyana’s father. That’s not a coincidence."Synx sighe

AIYANA"Synx…" The name had barely left my lips.She smiled.As if she knew me.As if we were continuing an old conversation I had never heard begin.Her eyes danced from me to Icarus, as though studying him. Then, at last, they landed on the still body in my arms.Max.She tilted her head slightly, as if evaluating a painting. A faint sigh slipped from her lips before she asked, with an almost mocking calm:"Do you need help with that?"Icarus leapt to his feet, body tense, eyes like black blades. He placed himself between us, shielding me with his own body."Watch what you say," he growled, not bothering to hide the threat in his voice.But Synx only smiled, indifferent to the danger he represented."I said help, not threat," she replied, with a serenity that felt like poison in a perfume bottle. I wasn’t sure if I should trust her.She walked closer. Unhurried, unafraid. As though she ruled everything around her.She stopped before me, her eyes glimmering as she studied me up close

NELLY 5 years later... I don't think I'm an eclectic music person, I mean I can tolerate some styles of music, but hard rock is definitely not one of them. Well, well, maybe I'm just irritated that I woke up and didn't find David in bed. So where is he? The sound of the music tells me he's close, but how close? My legs and feet are hurting, but nothing compares to the constant throbbing in my back, and I need the message he promised. Not to mention the discomfort between my legs, but that part is good. Last night was crazy. I leave the room and go down the hallway in silence, taking the opportunity to stop by the five-year-old twins' room, they both hate following rules and follow their father everywhere. They are a faithful copy of my husband, despite having different personalities. Luca and Xavier are complete matches, which I'm grateful for, because they are extremely similar physically. At first, I had some difficulty identifying who was who. To be honest, my husband was the

DAVIDWe stayed at the party for an hour, chatting a little with most of the guests, unfortunately, I lost Nelly for a long twenty minutes to Cassandra. The two women were having an excited conversation about motherhood and I didn't want to interrupt, however, when Eduardo appeared with a bouquet of orchids for my wife, I had to intervene.He gave me a single look and snorted.Bastard.Apparently, Alice went into labor the night before and couldn't come to the party. Nelly hugged the idiot and cried a little in her arms, promising that she would soon visit her goddaughter and friend.I pulled my wife back and kept my arm around her waist until it was time to get into the car, which happened right after our dance.She complained about needing to throw the bouquet, and I threw it towards Kiara.Nelly laughed when my friend cursed me.I shrugged and moved on. She will overcome.It takes me thirty minutes to get to the house and the beach, and I watch it with silence and expectation.I fo

DAVID347.Three hundred and forty-seven people are on my mother's wedding list, but that's the list she created months ago, when even I didn't know where my romance with Nelly was going.This is Hordellis Bragança, the party itself.Anyway, I left the organization of the ceremony to her and Nelly, focusing on the honeymoon. My girl will be almost nine months into our marriage in two days, and I have to think about a possible fluke, like two babies arriving in the middle of the honeymoon. Therefore, I bought a beach house a few meters from the hospital and had it renovated according to its parameters of a perfect house.She wanted to wait to perform the ceremony after the lights went out, but I was so eager to call her my wife that I couldn't wait. After all, what's the point of all the money if I can't plan a wedding in two weeks?Well, I'm starting to think this was a bad idea. My mother kidnapped Nelly and said I would only see her again on her wedding day.''Please? '' I beg for w

NELLYI open my eyes with a sweet smile on my face, David caresses my belly in a delicate, affectionate and a little possessive way as if he was afraid of hurting me or something, but I realized seconds ago that no, he was contemplating, so mesmerized with the kicking show that our children were putting on that he didn't notice that I was watching him. I never thought I would witness this scene after everything we've experienced, but hearing my babies' father singing a lullaby was the best feeling I've ever felt.The throbbing between my legs also increased at the sexy sight, part of me wanted to reveal that I was awake and request that massage he suggested a few times last night, but I also didn't want to ruin the moment, so I rested my head. I went back on the pillow and continued pretending I was sleeping until I couldn't take it anymore. David began to sing a song about a street, a forest, shining stones, and an angel.My eyes filled with tears.Those damn hormones.'' Do you beli

DAVIDWhen I left home this morning, I made it my mission to make our first night together after all this time special. Nelly always wanted to know a little more about my dark side and my perverse fantasies, but I was always afraid and controlled myself with her, but with all the events we've experienced I realized that my girl won't judge me or run away.We both need this.The club is operating normally upstairs, but downstairs I reserved it for just the two of us. Nelly never fully experienced my dominating side, she never knew how she is at my command and mercy, but today that will change. I crave her touch and taste more than air, I need to thrust into her without mercy to satisfy the beast inside me and, if I were any other man, I would treat her with affection and softness at this point in her pregnancy, but I don't. I am. We've been apart so long that I can't, I just can't make soft love. I think that's why I allowed him to sleep last night and didn't try anything even though I

NELLY'' How can you be sure?''He gives me a cocky look and raises his left eyebrow.'' Because I locked it.''I keep my mouth open, looking between him and the door, thinking about when this happened until I remember to close my eyes for a few minutes and black out.'' All good? '' he asks, probably noticing my insecure expression. I lay back on the bed and feel him move. Within a second, David is standing next to me, forcing my face up, so I can look at him.'' Yes, I.. '' I close my eyes and count to five. '' I don't know if we should have sex.He frowns.'' You do not want?''I bite my lip and sigh, remembering that I need to talk to him about Kaciana and ask him to stop looking for her.'' It's not that, I just want you to take it easy.''The corners of his mouth turn up, and he starts twirling a strand of my hair around his ring finger.'' Baby, we're not going to have sex.''I grimace.'' No?''His smile widens.'' You seem disappointed.''I cough, trying to sit up, but carryi