Novels by Chukwu Victor C

When Ryan got back home, his father was in his house. Mr Blake had fire in his eyes. Ryan walked in and was received by the fiery glare from his own father. “Good evening, dad,” he greeted him. The man responded violently. He grabbed the glass cup by his side and sent it to the wall. The sound of a shattering glass tore into the air. Ryan knew what was wrong. The man must have seen the news about him. The arrest would most definitely be making the headlines of the news articles. “What is good about the evening, Ryan?” Mr Blake queried him. “Hold your damn greeting to your freaking soul!” Ryan was calm. He said nothing. His father flipped the TV on and the face that appeared there was Ryan. There were numerous questions about his arrest and his possible life as a kidnapper. His father cocked his hair angrily. “What is the meaning of this?” Ryan knew explaining his situation would not really count at the moment. But he had to do it anyway. “Dad, it's all false,” he said. “There

“Are you certain of what you have just said, my dear?” She asked him. Adrian nodded his head. “A car was going to knock me down. But he came from nowhere and saved me. I think he is a super hero, mom.” Ava felt bad instantly. She couldn't believe what she did. It was all because of Arnold who had told her that Ryan tried to kidnap her children. The doctor walked to her. “Good afternoon, ma'am,” the doctor greeted her. “You must be their mother.” Ava nodded her head. “Good afternoon, doctor. Yes, I am their mother. Is there a problem?” The doctor shook his head. “No problem at all. Your son is sound and can leave whenever you wish him to. The thing is, I learnt that you arrested someone.” Ava said nothing. She just watched him to know what he was going to say. “I think there is a mixup somewhere. I was told he was accused of trying to kidnap your children. But I don't think that was actually the case. He was the one that brought your son here. And he was so concerned that I fel

Ryan and Adrianna were in the waiting area still waiting for the doctor. The little girl had finished having the snacks Ryan bought for her. “Mister, thank you,” she said to him. Ryan looked at her and smiled warmly. “You are welcome, my dear.” “Have you spoken to my mother?” She asked. Ryan nodded his head. *Yes. Don't worry. She will be here any moment from now.” The doctor walked to them with a grin on his face. Ryan could tell everything was okay. “Doctor,” he called and stood up. “What about —” “He is good now,” the doctor replied. “He will be fully awake later. For now, let him rest. He's still young and had the fear of death on him. The shock was quite a big one.” Ryan understood. At least, he had seen the little boy's eyes when the car almost hit him. Adrian was very terrified at that time. “Can I see him now?” He asked. The doctor nodded and gestured that they could go to the boy. “Yes. Sure, you can. Please, excuse me.” The doctor left and Ryan turned to Adrianna

Ryan drove as fast as he could with his attention partly divided between the boy and the road. “Please, save my brother,” Adrianna said amidst tears innocently from the backseat. Ryan looked at her through the front mirror. The little girl was cuddling her brother. Ryan stretched his right hand to her head and stroked it gently. “Your brother will be fine,” he said. “I promise you that.” He drove into the hospital and parked right in front of the main building, ignoring the security's order to move to the parking lot. His heart was beating quickly. Somehow, he was scared of anything happening to the little boy. “We are here,” he said and jumped out. He opened the back door and hoisted Adrian out of the car. Then , with Adrianna following right behind him, they rushed into the hospital. Some nurses approached him and took the boy. “What happened to him?” A doctor asked. “He collapsed out of shock,” Ryan replied amidst heavy breaths. “A car almost knocked him down.” “How old is

“Hold on a second,” Ryan said while trying to relax. “It was you my wife was talking about.”Morgan nodded his head. “You seem a bit surprised to know this.” Ryan leaned forward. “Yes, I am surprised. Why did you come here on your own?” If Morgan should say he wanted to deal directly with him, he would be lying. “Well, I got a call this morning from your father-in-law and your wife as well. I was told that my business with Blake Haven was getting a little complicated. Although, he never mentioned to me what it was. He only told me to meet you since you are the one running things here.” Ryan was speechless. Somehow, he had no idea what he was supposed to think. It appeared Kristie was not hiding anything from him. Could he have made the wrong call by pointing accusing fingers at his father-in-law and his wife? “Oh..that. I just wanted to know who this person was,” Ryan replied. Morgan grinned. “I apologize for keeping you waiting this whole time. I was yet to move to the States w

Later that day, Ryan was in his office having a very unproductive day. Since he came, he has been unable to keep his focus in one place. There were just too many thoughts flying over his head. The whole incident involving his wife and his father-in-law were just a lot of work for him to deal with. He didn't want to make mistakes. But he was scared he was already doing so. What if he was accusing them wrongly? He thought. That would be a very bad move by him. The business relationship the two families shared made two of them stand out amongst others in the business world. Somehow, it felt like he was about to ruin it. No matter how he thought about it, it just kept feeling strange to him. He was still drooling in a pool of his thoughts when the office line rang, jolting him off his head. “Hello,” he said as he took the call. “Sir, are you free?” Sarah's voice asked politely over the phone. He scratched his brows. “Is there a problem?” “Not at all, Sir,” she replied. “It's just t

The foul stench from Mike drove the entire family out of the room, leaving only their mother behind. Ms Eleanor was paralyzed by the words and boldness of her daughter, Anabelle. “What… Did you just say?” The elderly woman asked. A grin formed on the face of Annabelle. She got closer to Mike and tucked her arm around his own. Then, she said, “Mom, this is my man.” Ms Eleanor shut her eyes. Age was fighting back the urge to react crazily. Mike didn't help matters. He took a few steps forward and went on his knees. Then, he bowed his head to the floor. “I will be a good son-in-law to you,” he said cheaply. When Ms Eleanor opened her eyes, fire could be seen in her. Without hesitation, she launched a demanding slap on the cheek of Mike. “Ah!” Mike groaned and held his cheek firmly. “Annabelle, I want this riff raff out of my home at this moment. And if you insist on going ahead with this madness, I will strip you of your rights in the company.” Before Annabelle could prot

The meeting room of the family was situated in a secluded area of the mansion. Not secluded as in the real sense of it . However, this part of the mansion was not close to any major rooms . Though, it still had a couple of workers and security people around it. In the room, a very large round table sat firmly in the center of the room. Eleven chairs were set around it. The Elliot's family had five children ; three male folks and two female folks. James , being the first , was followed by Lucy and two other men, Brian and Theo, both married , before one would think of counting Annabelle, who happened to be the second daughter and last child of the household. Everyone was already married except Annabelle. They were all present with their spouses excluding two people. Annabelle was yet to arrive . Their mom too was yet to be there. " Hmmm, " Lucy exhaled tiredly , frustration already creeping out of her face." I can't believe this woman , " Tracy muttered beside her husband, James.

"You really mean all of this happened two days ago," Jenny said , throwing a glance at her friend, Annabelle. Annabelle sighed and steered right. They were in her car , headed to a restaurant to have some time to refresh. "Why would I lie about it? Or have I not mentioned this time without numbers? ""No, you have. But come on, it is just extreme this time around. That son of a bitch is already biting more than he can chew. It is high time you addressed this matter squarely. ""Squarely? " Annabelle giggled. "By squarely, what might you mean ? ""Take the matter to court, " Jenny said, her face tightening into a frown. "Take it to court? I don't think you are making any sense. Come on, Jenny. Doing that will only hamper the business that my father labored so hard to build . I don't think I want to take such measures. ""I just feel like going out there to strangle that bastard , " Jenny cursed . Annabelle glanced at her and grinned. She was grateful for Jenny. The lady had to be t

Annabelle was left alone in her room. She could not bring herself to believe her family was actually trying to push her into marriage, a marriage she would forbid even in her dreams. Jake was the only son of a very wealthy family . His father , Mr Clifford, was the chairman of a powerful group in the society, the Ford group of companies. One would easily think he was the owner of the electricals and electronics company that went by the trade name Ford. Being the only son of such a highly respected power broker, everyone tried to get on his good side, including Annabelle's family. James, she knew , was doing everything possible to get on the good side of Jake to boost his hopes of taking over the family business. The Royal Ark group of companies was founded by their father long before his passing. A group once a part of the top five had dropped to top ten. Pushing Annabelle to Jake would definitely be a pretty way to secure their grounds in the market once again. "Damn it! " Annabel

" Mom, I will do no such thing!" Annabelle's voice resounded through the car as they came to a halt. Even before the engines could be turned off , she had stormed out of the car, slamming the door very terribly behind her. " Have you gone crazy or something? "Ms Eleanor's voice queried from the car. " You definitely have lost your freaking mind!"Annabelle walked briskly , fuming greatly with every step she took , towards the main building, the big mansion. " Annabelle, I'm talking to you!!" Ms Eleanor shouted. " Are you nuts?!"" Oh yes, mom! Maybe I am nuts!"She walked into the house and let out a very heavy sigh of frustration. " Welcome, ma'am, " One of the maids said , walking up to her. " Do you need something to cool off? "" Hell yeah! Get me a cold bottle of water. It has to be very cold. I obviously need to cool off. Just get me a bottle of cold water right away. "The maid walked away . " Damn it!" She cursed under her breath. " What the hell is all this madness?"" M

Mike cringed at the rising intensity of the scorching sun. Tiny drops of sweat had formed over his forehead. Grabbing his bowl , he scurried to a car to get some shade. Being a beggar was one hell of a task ! " Hey!" A man's voice yelled at him. On turning, he could see a couple walking out of the mini - mart by the roadside. They were walking towards him. No! They were walking to their own car. " What the heck are you doing around my car? Huh? " The man said , a sense of mockery etched over his tone. " Sorry, " Mike said softly, tracing his steps away from the car. " I was looking for shade." " You are a damned beggar, " his wife said daringly. " Instead of loitering about this car, go ahead and beg!" The man chuckled loudly, " I guess you need a few bucks. You should have asked right away. " Mike felt his heart sink. His eyes revealed nothing in particular. He stood there like the hopeless beggar he was. " Here you go, " The man said to him, slipping a few notes out of h

The atmosphere of the entire room changed from the normal way it used to be with a little trace of anxiety to one that had a load of it. In fact, it was not just that it had a load of anxiety but that there was a visible sign of excitement that could be seen both on the faces and in the manner the men now moved their bodies. What was she expecting? Trevor Holt was a big name . Not everyone would get the opportunity to see him in person let alone meet with him. Tracy was visibly perplexed. " What do you mean by that? " She asked Fiona. " How can he be coming to this place?" " I have no idea why it is so," Fiona replied. "But he's a few minutes away from us." " Shut him off," she said coldly . " What is that supposed to mean?" A board member queried . " Prepare to welcome him," another chipped in. " If truly all you have said about him having a hand in everything that is happening is true, then we will have to confirm it by ourselves." Tracy, though was the president of the

An hour was wrapping up like it was just a mat. It was a very urgent situation and required urgent action. Tracy was already on the move. However, she knew she had not finished in time. What was one expecting? She was a woman. People do say men are the ones who don't need that much time to get themselves ready to head out. Well, Tracy would agree to that . She always felt good dressing up. Though not to take the whole time in the world to do that, she still felt like a queen staring at her elegance right through the mirror. " Can we go faster? " She muttered to herself. It was a statement rather directed to her car than to herself. " No way. We obviously can't. Those damned cops will have something on me." She let out a sigh and continued steering, increasing and decreasing the speed at intervals. It was almost an hour. She was close to the office, not close enough, though, when she got stuck in a traffic jam. " What the hell is this? " She said frustratingly, slamming he

After the meeting with Greg Knox, who was the supposed Trevor Holt , Tracy Hall could not bring herself any sort of peace of comfort . From the moment she got back home from the previous night, she had been worried to the very core of it. Marry me. The very words of Greg came alive again in her head. It has always returned over and over again since she had heard him. ” Son of a bitch . ” She muttered to herself while still fiddling with her duvet. She had been literally awake the whole night . Apart from the fact that she was worried and thought a lot about what Greg had said to her, she equally had her whole focus on how she would be able to say the position of the group in the market. Right on her study desk situated just a couple of feet away from her bed, her system positioned itself like a sort of watchdog that had no enemies to ward off. Though, it was not the case here. This watchdog definitely had enemies to ward off. However, it seemed as though the watchdog had been

The next day had come as quickly as could not be imagined by Tracy. The level of anxiety over her had risen to a level where she too was very concerned about it. The group was under serious strain and could end up pulling apart , eventually. From the previous day till this very moment, her phone had not rested at all . Though she had set up a meeting with the board, there was a great doubt if she would be able to uphold that meeting. Just the previous day, she was at the hospital with her father and heard to her surprise that the Holy Empire was a resurrected Knox incorporation. Knox incorporations? The name Gregory Knox was one she would never forget in a jiffy . Greg was his classmate back then in school . He was the notorious one in the class. Everyone in the school knew him to be the casanova . However, it was more terrible to even conceive in his heart that he could add Tracy to one of his lists if conquests. Well, unfortunately for him, Tracy was not any of the casual ladies

In less than twenty minutes since Tracy got the news, she was already about five minutes away from the first class hospital where her father , James Hall, was being taken care of. It made no sense. Why would her father be in the hospital? Damn it. When she saw him the previous day, the man was in perfect health. So, it was very odd for him to be in the hospital by now. In their family, it was a sort of custom for everyone to get medical check-ups at very good intervals . It had been so from the time she was little. As a matter of fact, her father had had his check-up just the previous week and his health had been said to be very fine. Or could it be that the doctor had lied to them? Could he have made a mistake ? Perhaps, her father might have had a health challenge without letting any of his family members know. There were just the three of them. Her father and mother in addition to her. There was definitely no one else . Driving with one hand, she scrolled through her phone

Tracy Hall lay in the comforting hands of her enormous bed. Well, not her bed particularly but it was hers in the meantime. She was lodged in the hotel the previous evening by the anchors of the conference she was expected to speak in. It was already a few minutes past mid-afternoon but she was still soundly asleep. What would one expect? Through the night she had been busy surfing from one file to the other both the soft copies and the hard copies that her secretary had dropped for her. In addition to her official duties ,she spent quality time trying to scale through what she was supposed to talk on. The conference was actually hosted by a certain foundation that was built to encourage entrepreneurial advances in the minds of the younger people. And she had been called on specifically because in the eyes of the populace, she was a very good example to look upon. At the age of twenty-eight , she was already a successful person , though entirely successful as most of the success s