Novels by Joychrystie

As the days turned into weeks, the excitement for the wedding grew. Everyone was buzzing with anticipation, and the house was filled with the sound of laughter and chatter.We all went on a shopping spree, getting new outfits, clothes, shoes, and bags. I tried on my wedding dress multiple times, making sure it was perfect. Nessa got her maid of honor dress, and Drew and Nicolas looked dashing in their tuxedos.Finally, the big day arrived. The house was buzzing with activity as everyone got ready. My grandparents, uncles, aunt and families all arrived, beaming with happiness.We all got into our various cars and headed to the wedding venue, some guests were already seated waiting patiently for us. Everything kicked off just immediately, I was walked down the aisle by my grandfather. I saw Drew waiting for me, looking handsome in his tuxedo. Nicholas stood beside him, his smile, contagious as he saw me. Nessa also stood by my side, smiling brightly.The ceremony was beautiful, with pe

As we woke up the next morning, my phone rang, breaking the silence. It was my grandfather calling to ask about the babies and exchange pleasantries. After a while, he asked, "So, when are you two lovebirds planning on getting married?"Drew, who was lying beside me, suddenly sat up and took the phone from me. "Actually, sir, I've have something nice planned out, and I intended to see you physically for a discussion.” he said with a smile. "We're going to have a beautiful outdoor wedding in a stunning landscape surrounded by nature and flowers. And the best part is, it's just a month away! The venue and all is under construction and would be ready in two weeks time.”I was taken aback, my eyes widening in surprise. I had no idea Drew had planned anything, let alone the entire wedding! I listened in awe as Drew continued to talk to my grandfather, discussing the details of the wedding.After they hung up, I turned to Drew, excitement radiating from my face. "You've planned the wedding?

Few days after the birth, our house was still buzzing with excitement. Zach and Catherine were inseparable from the babies, and they took turns feeding and cuddling them.My mom and Theresa were also a big help, cooking meals and doing laundry despite the presence of a new housekeeper and cook. Drew and I were enjoying every moment of parenthood, even the sleepless nights. We would take turns feeding and changing the babies, and we would often sit together in the nursery, watching them sleep.Nessa was also a big help, and she would often come over to visit and assist with the babies. She was overjoyed to be an aunty, and she would spend hours playing with the babies and giving them attention.My mom was now staying with us full-time, she was cleared off her probation and now was happily helping with the babies and getting everything back to normal. Drew was working from home, taking care of his fatherly duties and making sure everything was running smoothly.Our home was filled with

We drove through the quiet streets, I felt a sense of contentment wash over me. It had been a wonderful evening, and I was grateful for the love and friendship that surrounded us.After a while, Drew broke the silence. "I'm glad we're having twins," he said, smiling at me.I smiled back, feeling happy. "Me too," I said. "It's going to be an amazing adventure."Drew nodded, taking my hand. "We'll face it together," he said. "As a family."I felt a surge of love for him, and I knew that everything was going to be okay. We were in this together, and we would face whatever challenges came our way as a team.As we pulled into our driveway, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. It had been a long day, but it had been worth it.Drew helped me out of the car, and we walked together into our house going into our room immediately and getting ready for bed. Drifting off to sleep that night, I knew that tomorrow would bring new challenges and adventures. But I was ready, because I had Drew by m

I woke up to the sound of Catherine knocking gently on our bedroom door. "Good morning, Alexa! I brought you some breakfast. It’s almost noon.” she said, her voice soft and cheerful.I smiled, feeling grateful for Catherine's thoughtfulness. "Thanks, Catherine. Come on in." I said to her and glanced at the wall clock, it was past 11am. Catherine walked in with a tray laden with scrambled eggs, toast, and fresh fruit. "Good morning, Drew," she said, smiling. Drew stirred, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Morning, Catherine. Thanks for bringing us breakfast."I took a bite of my eggs, savoring the delicious flavors. "Catherine, did Theresa make these?” I asked, gesturing to the meal. Catherine nodded. "No, she left hours ago. She said she had a busy day ahead of her at the restaurant, I made them.”“Oh, you’re the sweetest. Thank you.” I said, praising her sense of thoughtfulness. After we finished eating, Drew and I relaxed for a while, before he started to work on his computer. A

***FIVE MONTHS LATER….I sat in the living room, engrossed in a book about parenthood. The warm glow of the lamp beside me cast a cozy ambiance, and the soft hum of the TV in the background created a sense of relaxation. Drew walked into the room, a gentle smile on his face, and sat down beside me."Hey, how's the book?" he asked, nodding towards the pages in my hand.I looked up, my eyes sparkling with excitement. "It's great! I'm learning so much about what to expect when the twins arrive."Drew chuckled. "I'm sure you'll be an amazing mom. You're already so prepared."Just then, Zack walked out of his room, a curious expression on his face. "Hey, what are you reading?” I smiled. "Just a book parenthood.” Zack nodded and plopped down beside us on the couch. Catherine, who had been quietly reading in her room, also emerged, drawn in by the conversation.As we chatted, Stella, our new housekeeper, walked into the room with a tray of freshly baked cookies and a pitcher of cold lemona

We walked downstairs in a heavy, charged silence, our footsteps echoing lightly off the grand marble staircase of the penthouse before we entered the private elevator. The driver was already waiting at the underground garage, holding the heavy door of the armored SUV open for us. We climbed into the leather interior, and the vehicle glided out into the night.The drive was remarkably quiet and short. Before I could even finish calming my erratic pulse, the vehicle slowed to a smooth crawl, navigating a pristine, manicured driveway. Looking out the tinted window, I realized the driver had pulled into the exclusive parking lot of an incredibly expensive-looking restaurant. The architecture was a sleek blend of dark glass and modern limestone, shielded from the main road by high, lush hedges.The driver quickly hopped out to open the door for us. Before stepping out into the warm evening air, Ethan paused. He leaned slightly toward me, his deep, authoritative voice slicing through the sh

The agonizing click of the bedroom door locking behind him echoed like a gunshot in the silent room. But instead of yelling as usual, snapping or even exploding, he crossed the threshold with a terrifying, slow calmness that made my blood completely run cold. Every measured step he took toward the bed felt like a countdown to my own execution. His dark, impenetrable gaze never left my face as he closed the distance, stopping right in front of me."Hand it over," he murmured, his deep rasp entirely devoid of emotion, yet dripping with a lethal authority.My fingers trembled violently as I forced myself to relinquish the photograph. Before I could even think to conceal it, his hand extended further, his palm open. "The locket too, Claire."With a sinking gut, I picked up the intricate silver piece from the nightstand, dropping it into his waiting hand. I sat there, paralyzed, too thoroughly shocked to utter a solitary syllable or stitch a coherent excuse together. My mind was a chaotic

Taking a deep breath to steady my racing pulse, I gripped the handle of my heavy suitcase and dragged it across the polished floor. I made my way up the floating architectural staircase toward the massive double doors of the grand master suite. I stopped for a fraction of a second, knocked gently against the frosted glass, and pushed the door open.The sheer grandeur of the inner sanctum was breathtaking. It was a sprawling, ultra-modern oasis dominated by a massive king-sized bed floating on a raised platform, wrapped in crisp, charcoal-colored Egyptian cotton sheets. Recessed, low-voltage amber lights glowed beneath the platform and along the wood-paneled walls, casting long, dramatic shadows across the space. To the left stood an expansive, custom walk-in closet flanked by smoked-glass mirrors.Ethan was nowhere to be seen in the main area. Grateful for the temporary solitude, I hauled my box into the closet to tuck it away out of sight. Just as I reached to unlatch the zippers, a

The persistent, piercing vibration of the phone against the mahogany nightstand shattered the hazy, drug-like fog of our rhythm. Ethan’s jaw tightened, a flash of pure irritation crossing his darkened features. Without dislodging himself from inside me, he reached out with one long, muscular arm and grabbed the device. He glanced at the glowing screen, and the sudden rigidity in his spine told me the caller was someone he couldn't afford to ignore.He slid the bar to answer, pressing the phone to his ear. "Speak," he commanded, his voice remarkably steady and gravelly, carrying that familiar, unyielding authority despite the blistering heat radiating between our lower bodies.I didn't dare to stop. Driven by an insatiable, desperate ache, I slowly shifted my weight, lifting and dropping my hips in an agonizingly gentle, deliberate grind. I locked my jaw, swallowing every rising moan and keeping my breathing strictly shallow, ensuring not a single sound betrayed what we were doing to w

The driver smoothly opened the door, and I stepped out onto the breezy tarmac, the sharp roar of the jet's idling engines vibrating beneath the soles of my sneakers. As expected, Ethan didn't waste a single heartbeat standing around outside to appreciate the evening air. With an aura of absolute authority, he strode straight past me and marched up the motorized airstairs of the aircraft. I hurried right behind him, keeping my head down as his driver quickly began unloading our heavy luggage from the trunk to transfer it to the jet's cargo hold.The moment we crossed the threshold into the main cabin, the pilot and a pair of impeccably groomed flight attendants bowed their heads in synchronization, greeting him with practiced, reverent smiles."Welcome aboard, sir," the chief hostess murmured softly.Ethan gave a curt, barely visible nod as he walked past them. "My driver is joining us for the flight. Give him a minute to park the vehicle and board before we taxi," he commanded the pil

We stepped out onto the gravel driveway, where Ethan’s sleek, black luxury SUV was waiting, its engine idling with a low, powerful hum. The driver held the heavy door open for us, and I guided Leo into the very back row, the second passenger seat of the spacious cabin. A second later, Ethan climbed in, his massive presence immediately dominating the vehicle as he settled into the first back seat directly in front of us. The door clicked shut with an airtight seal, isolating us completely from the rest of the world, and the driver smoothly pulled out of the estate gates.The initial portion of the ride was wrapped in a suffocating, dense quiet. Ethan didn't waste a single second, he immediately pulled out his tablet, his thumb scrolling ruthlessly through corporate documents, his jaw set in a hard, unyielding line. Trying to ignore the sharp scent of his cologne filling the enclosed space, I turned my attention to Leo. I held his small, soft hand in mine, slowly caressing the back of h