Novels by DurojaiyeAdedayo

Lucas’s POVI tried to stay away. I really did. But my mind kept drifting to her. I wondered how she was doing.Willow had faced two rejections in a single day and the same day she got her wolf. That was enough to break a seasoned warrior, let alone a girl who had spent her life being treated like a servant.I walked to her door, my hand hesitating before I knocked. I never knocked but this was different. “Hey. It’s Lucas” my voice came out gentler than I intended but there was no answer. Just silence. “Can I come in?”Nothing. Not even the sound of her breathing..“If you don’t say something, I’m coming in” I warned. I waited five seconds, my internal alarm bells were starting to ring. I pushed the door open.The room was neat. The bed was made, the new clothes were still in the closet. But her old, battered bag was gone.That only meant that…She had run away.“Shit!” I sprinted back toward the gym.“Do you have Willow’s number?” I roared at Logan the second I burst back in.He j

Lucas’s POV“I’ll call Julian to come get you,” I said with a straight face. I didn’t wait for her to answer. I couldn't. I turned and walked through the door, my strides were long and forced, I needed to get away from the scent of her tears.The moment the door clicked shut behind me. My back hit the cold stone wall, and a jagged, white-hot pain shot through my chest. I winced amd let out a sigh to soothe the pain throbbing in my chest. I leaned my head back, closing my eyes tight, but I could still hear it. Through the thick wood of the door, I could still jear her quiet sobs.Every instinct I had every ounce of the Alpha blood in my veins screamed at me to go back in. I wanted to kick that door down, pull her into my arms, and growl into her hair that I took it back. That she was mine. That I’d kill anyone who tried to take her from me.But I stayed frozen.This was best. For the pack. For the legacy I wanted to build. A half-wolf, a girl who just got her wolf, she was weak. She wa

Willow’s POVI managed to trudge back to my room, every step felt like I was dragging weights attached to my ankles. My head was pounding, a rhythmic drumming that synced with the agonizing ache in my chest. My heart beat with a hollow, frantic thud, and in the back of my mind, I could hear Skylar crying but it turned to silence. My legs were weak, my whole body trembled as if I were coming down with a fever. The Alpha had said I had to stay until I knew which brother was my mate. Well, now I knew. It was both of them. And neither of them wanted me.I didn't even know how I felt. I was too numb for anger, too broken for logic. I just knew I was in pain. I fell onto my bed, burying my face in the pillow, and all I could do was cry until my throat was raw. I thought I had time to stay here and enjoy the good food. Even if the Luna was insufferable, she was better than my family. I could manage. The Alpha was probably going to kick me out the second he found out I was a "double-rejec

Willow’s POV“I…”I could see the shift in his eyes, the way the warmth was being vacuumed out, replaced by the iron-cold discipline of a guy who knew nothing but duty.My heart started to hammer against my ribs, not with excitement this time, but with a sickening dread. I knew that look. It was the look of someone deciding how to let me down. “Please don’t,” I whispered, my voice cracking. I reached out, my fingers barely brushed the sleeve of his shirt, begging him without words to just stay in that magical moment for one second longer.“We can’t.” He shook his head, stepping back until the distance between us felt massive “It won’t work. It can’t work” his tone told me he was talking more to himself. I stood there, trembling and bracing myself. I knew rejections could hurt. I felt like I was standing in front of a firing squad, knowing the bullet was coming but unable to move. Unable to protect myself. He drew himself up to his full height, his face became a mask of stone. He

Willow’s POVThe darkness wasn’t empty this time.I was standing in a vast, endless white space. There were no walls, no ceiling, just a blinding, peaceful light that made the empty void strangely feel safe. In the center of the void stood Skylar, my wolf, she was larger than in the mirror. Her white fur shimmered like crushed diamonds, and her silver eyes held a wisdom that made me feel like a child. “We are one now, Willow,” her voice echoed, it felt like a vibration through my very bones. “I am the shadow in your blood and the fire in your heart. I will never leave you.”I was supposed to be confused or scared but all I felt was peace with her presence. Skylar was my wolf and I believed she would stay. It felt like I had found a piece of my family. “You said I was ready,” I whispered. “What changed? Why now?”Skylar stepped closer, her paws made no sound. “The balance has shifted. The power you’ve suppressed for eighteen years needs a spark. It is time” Powers? Did I have

Willow’s POVI wasn't alone. Standing right behind my shoulder was a wolf. A large white wolf. I turned behind me but it wasn’t there. I scrambled backward, my back hit the cold wall, my eyes never left the mirror.The wolf was still there in the reflection. She was massive, her fur so white it looked like it was made of moonlight, and her eyes were a piercing, intelligent silver. She didn’t look like a beast; she looked like she was royalty. Was she mine? “Don’t be afraid, Willow,” a voice echoed in my mind. It wasn’t a sound I heard with my ears; it was a vibration inside of me. I looked at the wolf in the mirror. It was her. “Who are you?” I whispered. The wolf tilted her head, her gaze was steady on me “I am your wolf. My name is Skylar”I shook my head, my breath came in short, panicked gasps as I stepped forward “But... I’m only half a wolf. They said I couldn’t have one” my aunt told me time without number how my human side had rid me of all my werewolf abilities. Sky

"Who is there?" I asked as I placed my hand on the door handle"It's me. Open up" I knew who it was the second I heard the voice.His gruffy voice that once captivated me now only sent nasty chills my way.What was he doing here?I opened the door halfway and blocked the space. I couldn't let him into my house, not after the last time."What are you doing here, Marcus?" I asked looking him straight in the eye"Are you really dating the CEO of that company you always talked about?" Curiosity filled his voice"Yes and I don't see how it's any of your business" "It is my business, if my girl is going out with some guy, I need to know" "I am not your girl. Can you leave? I have somewhere I need to be" He licked his lips and took a step towards me "Wouldn't you invite me in?"I tightened my grip on the door "No. You're not welcome here. Not anymore"His gaze deepened and he took a step forward towards the door. I knew that if he tried to get in on his own, I would stand no chance agai

When I was in middle school, there was a day when I decided to wear lipstick and makeup for the first time. I genuinely thought I looked good as I walked into school, but little did I know what awaited me. As soon as I entered the building, Skully, the boy who always mocked and bullied me, grabbed me by the shirt and dragged me towards him into a secluded corner. "You look like a clown," he sneered, his words cutting through me."My mom said I looked beautiful," I replied, desperately holding onto a glimmer of confidence."She lied to you. Take it off," he spat with contempt.Defiantly, I shook my head. "No," I mustered, summoning a bit of courage, and pushed him away. However, he responded by shoving me back with force, causing my back to collide with the unforgiving wall. The pain was immediate, and I couldn't help but cry out, "Ouch!""Take it off now!" Skully bellowed, his voice filled with rage.Tears streaming down my face, I reached into my bag and grabbed a tissue, desperatel

I flinched as the person knocked again. With shaky legs, I stood up from my couch and walked to the door.I opened the door slowly and almost screamed as I saw my boss, Mr Lockhart standing in front of me.His wandering eyes made me aware of the baggy sweatshirt and pants I had on. I always loved being comfortable at home"Sir, what are you doing here?" I quickly asked His stoic expression was infuriating me, I liked being able to read people's emotions and I couldn't read his"You said you'd do anything to pay for the damages you did to my car" he stated By this time of the night?Does he think that I'd sleep with him to pay a debt? Is he delusional? "I know I said I'd do anything but I didn't mean that…"He quick interrupted me "Let me stop you right there. I didn't come here to sleep with you. That would be unprofessional and I am a man of class""So why are you here by this time?"He looked into my house"Mind if I come in?"Yes I mind "I'm sorry I don't think that's a good i

In front of me was the guy whose car I had damaged. He was dressed just like the previous day, in an expensive suit only now he wasn't wearing sunglasses. He looked so at home, almost as if he owned the place.A surge of panic shot through me as I remembered the fake phone number I had given him. Instinctively, I hid behind a nearby wall, I prayed silently that he hadn't seen me. "What are you doing here?" a voice suddenly exclaimed, catching me off guard. My shock intensified when I realized that it was the very same man I was trying to hide from"I work here" I started composing myselfHis blue eyes scrutinized me from head to toe "You don't work here. I know all the staff"I shifted away from him "Well maybe you don't know everyone""I do know everyone. So who exactly are you?" His eyes once again ravaged my body, making me feel uncomfortable "I'm new. It's my first day" I finally said He nodded his head and then a glint appeared in his eyes like he had just remembered somethin

Nora's P.O.V *Dear Miss Nora Roberts, we are happy to inform you that you passed the interview to be the personal assistant to the CEO of Lockhart's industry. You are obliged to start work on monday by 8:00am. We look forward to working with you*For the fifth time that day, I read out the email I had been waiting for. Two weeks ago, I sat for an interview in Lockhart's industry for the position of the personal assistant. I never thought I'd get it.I only applied there because my best friends Stacey and James kept pushing me to try. It had always been my dream to be an architect, and what better way to fuel that dream than working as a P.A. to the CEO of the best architectural company?Enough about my dreams, it was time to celebrate. My friends had texted me to meet them at Clyde's bar to celebrate my big news.In less than ten minutes, I was on the road. My driving mirror was hanging down as I applied lipstick. I averted my gaze from the road to the mirror hanging in front of me.