Novel-novel oleh She_Is_Nova

A sudden, sharp jolt woke me with a start. My eyes snapped open, heart pounding like a drum in my chest. For a moment, I was disoriented, struggling to remember where I was. The soft glow of the morning sun seeped through the curtains, casting gentle light across the room. The familiar scent of brewed coffee floated from the kitchen, anchoring me in the comfort of home. This was my house, with Jordan. This was my life.But that jolt still lingered—like a shock to my soul. My mind raced, trying to grasp what I’d just experienced in that strange, vivid dream. Images flickered behind my eyelids: Khloe’s laughter, the art classes, the healing, the hope. But then, darker memories surfaced—disturbing, unsettling. I saw Jordan’s face twisted in anger, accusing me of murder. His words cut deep: **“You did this. You killed her.”** I remembered the betrayal, the way he had looked at me with disgust and suspicion. His betrayal wasn’t just emotional; it was a fracture that ran to the core of ever

The morning sunlight gently poured into the small house. I woke up feeling a little stronger. Something inside me told me I was starting to heal. I looked at Khloe sleeping soundly in her bed. Her tiny chest went up and down softly. She looked so peaceful. I smiled and quietly got ready for the day.Today, I decided, I would do something different. I wanted to start fresh. I wanted to find happiness again, not just for Khloe but for myself too. I knew it wouldn’t be easy. Healing takes time, but I was willing to try.First, I made a simple breakfast. Khloe woke up just as I finished. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. “Good morning, Mommy!” she said with a big smile.“Good morning, sweetheart,” I replied. “Today is a new day. We’re going to do something special.”Her eyes lit up with curiosity. “What are we going to do?”I took a deep breath and said, “We’re going to visit the park and maybe feed the ducks. Then, we’ll go for a walk and maybe get some ice cream.”Khloe clapped her hands

The days went by slowly. Every day, I tried to do small things to help myself feel better. I knew I needed to be strong for Khloe. She was my little girl and I loved her so much. I wanted to give her a happy home, even if I was feeling sad inside.Every morning, I would wake up and look at Khloe’s bright face. She would smile and say, “Good morning, Mommy!” That made me smile, even when I felt down. I told her, “Good morning, sweetheart. I love you so much.”We started to do small things together. We went to the park, played with her toys, and read stories. I tried to keep her happy, even if my heart still hurt. Sometimes, I would think about Jordan. I wondered if I should call him, or if I should just forget about him. I didn’t know what was right.One day, Tristan came to visit. He sat with me on the porch and looked at me kindly. “Valerie,” he said softly, “you are doing very good. I know it’s hard. But you are strong. You can get through this.”I looked at him and smiled weakly. “

I sat on the sidewalk, feeling so cold inside. My heart was hurting very badly. I couldn’t stop crying. My eyes were full of tears. I sobbed loud and hard. I felt like my world was breaking apart. I didn’t know what to do. I just wanted everything to stop.My hands trembled as I grabbed my phone. I didn’t care if people saw me crying. I just needed help. I pressed Tristan’s number and waited. My voice was shaky when I spoke. “Tristan… please come. I need you now.”He answered quickly, his voice full of concern. “Valerie? What’s wrong? Where are you?”My voice cracked. “I... I caught him. I saw Jordan with another woman. He was with her outside. They were very close. He was touching her. I saw everything. I feel so hurt. Please come fast.”I heard him breathe deeply on the other end. “Okay, I’m coming. Stay where you are. I’ll be there soon.”I clutched my chest as I cried more. I looked around at the busy street. Cars went past. People walked by, not knowing I was crying inside. I did

After I saw the shadow and heard the whisper, I felt very scared. I could not move my body. My heart was beating very fast. I wanted to scream, but no sound came out. I looked around the room. Everything was dark. I tried to breathe slowly, but it was hard. My mind was full of fear.Suddenly, I remembered Khloe. I thought about her small face and bright eyes. I had to be strong for her. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I told myself, “I am not alone. I am strong. I will get through this.”Slowly, I reached for my phone. It was right beside me on the bed. My hands shook, but I managed to grab it. I pressed the button to call Tristan. I wanted him to help me. But the line was dead. No sound. Just static. I tried again. Still no sound. I felt my tears come. I was so scared.Then, I saw the shadow again. It moved closer. I could see it better now. It was dark and blurry, like a cloud. I couldn’t see a face or any shape. Just darkness. I wanted to run, but I was frozen. The whisper

I sat motionless beside Khloe’s hospital bed, my eyes fixed on her tiny chest rising and falling with each labored breath. Her cheeks, once flushed with fever and discomfort, had started to regain some of their natural pink hue. Her bright, curious eyes darted around the room, occasionally landing on her favorite doll, which she held tightly in her small hands. Seeing her like this, so fragile but resilient, tore at my heart in ways I couldn’t fully express.It had been a long, exhausting week. The constant worry, the endless nights by her side, the tears, the prayers—somehow, it all felt worth it now. She was fighting to come back from the brink, and I was doing everything I could to keep her safe. But beneath the surface of my relief, a gnawing anxiety persisted. I knew this was only the beginning of a long recovery, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was still wrong.Tristan had been a pillar of strength. Every day, he visited Khloe, bringing her favorite stories, funn

ASHER’S POINT OF VIEW.Nadira had told me about my Mother’s part of the scheme, but I hadn’t believed it. Until I heard their discussion from the corner where I stood in the dining room.My ears flared up after hearing how conniving and cruel Mother sounded.I couldn’t believe that was the same woman I’d grown up with. The one whom I’d actually thought was a heroine.“I’m so sorry I didn’t believe you at first.”I apologized, and saw her nodding her head while wiping off the tears that streamed down her face.Her voice cracked when she tried to speak, pain and frustration hitting through the tone.“It’s just… why would she do this?”I knew why— she hated her, and the fact that Father had left her in a higher position than the rest of us.I’d messed up on my end, fucking Daphne when I was still trying to win Nadira’s heart was foul.I’d promised her that I was nothing like Sage, but I had ruined my reputation and promises with my actions.“About Daphne—‘’“— I don’t want to hear or tal

NADIRA’S POINT OF VIEW.“What do you want, Hina?”Yes, I’d called her name out in her face for the first time in my life. The look etched on her face was expected, her eyes dilated with astonishment at my sudden fearlessness.But, Hina Reynolds wasn’t one to permit a trivial act to wreck her composure. It was going to take more than that to get a reaction from her.Or even a crash out.I badly wanted to see her scream her lungs out by the time I was done demolishing every ounce of her.She grinned widely, tucking a few strands of her hair behind her left ear, her coach bag hanging tightly on her right wrist.“I want you to return the company you took from Sage.”Her authoritative words made my eyebrows arch, while I folded my arms tightly with a snort fleeing my lips.Asher had left us— so it was just me and Hina in the living room.For some reason, her actions and behavior gave away the answer and confirmation to my suspicions.She was the mastermind behind the attack.It was the way

NADIRA'S POINT OF VIEW.“I love you, I’m sorry.”I said those words to Asher, my eyes shimmering with tears, my heart hammering in my chest, and my arms wrapped tightly around his neck.It was a nightmare.A narrow escape.I’d barely managed to get a grip of my abductor after he’d taken off the ropes around my wrists to make me sign a document.And I’d kicked him on his groin— sharp, fierce, and quick after enough intellectual calculation.Asher was waiting outside the building, with the authorities, after he’d traced my location.Although I didn’t know how he’d managed to do that— I’d lost my phone back at the restaurant.And Sage— I wasn’t expecting to see him, but… he stood there, his hands concealed within his pants pockets while he kept staring at me like I’d turned into a ghost.Or like he hadn’t envisioned seeing me alive.I decided to ignore him, sobbing into Asher’s chest with relief spreading through my body. “Nae,” the delicate voice I yearned to hear whispered into my ear

NADIRA’S POINT OF VIEW.Just when I wasn’t searching— I’d found something interesting about my enemy.We locked gazes, our eyes communicating silently. I didn’t utter any word, and didn’t want to sound rude or disrespectful in public.I mean, she was still my mother-in-law.Until her son signed the divorce papers.Hina had lots of things to say to me. I could see the way her eyes had darkened when they saw me. Knowing the business I’d come there to do— I had to walk out ASAP.“It’s nice to see you… Mum.”She could feel and hear the sarcasm dripping in my tone. The shameful attorney had his head bowed in embarrassment.What could he say? Nothing. Because he knew me too well.I stood there, about to take a step forward, when people broke in through the entrance. People scampered, trying to hide their heads. At first, I couldn’t understand what was happening, until I saw them— masked men, armed and pointing their weapons at customers who’d tried to run.My heart began to race, and I sto

ASHER'S POINT OF VIEW.“You’re not actually asking me to leave, are you?”I ran my fingers through my hair frustratingly at Daphne’s question. She was fucking driving me crazy.“Nadira caught us, and—‘’“— You’re chasing me out because of her?” She reached closer, folding her hands across her chest with her eyes narrowed at me. “Has it gotten to that point?”I drew a shuddering breath. “Listen, you’ve got to go. I’m leaving for a very important meeting. And this… it wasn’t supposed to happen.”She held me back by my arm as I turned to leave, making me grunt in annoyance.“You said you loved me,” this wasn’t the time for that conversation. “You told me—‘’“— Daphne!” I didn’t mean to yell, but I’d had enough of her voice. “You need to stop being delusional. You’re getting married to Sage in less than two months. What did you think would happen? That I’ll marry you? Take you back after everything?”I watched her lips quiver after listening to those words, and her eyes began to glisten w

NADIRA“Fuck—‘’“— You need to be quiet.”The moans continued, but it felt like she’d been shut up with a kiss. I wasn’t hearing her loud voice like I did when I’d walked in.I had no idea why— but my heart did a flip.I didn’t want to walk further, I couldn’t find the strength to peep through the door.I didn’t want to get heartbroken.Her voice came out in a shuddering whisper. “Asher.”She was clearly enjoying the pleasures of his touch, his moans, his cock.Strangely, her voice sounded familiar.Or maybe I was hallucinating.And I stood there— in front of the slightly ajar door, feeling the hot tears that stung the corners of my eyes.My ears heard the pounding, the muffled moans, and the heavy grunts that exited Asher’s lips.He was making love to another woman. In his room. In the house that we lived in together.Except, of course— there was nothing serious going between us.Maybe a little flirting here and there.But, I felt a connection.Love.Happiness and emotional desires l