Novels by Susan

DREWS POVI chuckled hesitantly, placing one step ahead of the other.“What do you mean, ‘have we met before?’” I asked dreadfully.My voice sounded unfamiliar to my own ears, tight, brittle, as though it could snap at any second.She heaved in a deep sigh, her chest rising sharply, a glint of fear flickering in her eyes.Real fear.Not confusion.“Don't come any closer!” she charged.Her voice cracked through the room like a whip.Her eyes darted wildly around the environment, scanning everything, the walls, the machines, the beeping monitors, as if she had just been dropped into a foreign world.Her breaths grew shorter and rapid.Like a trapped animal.“Where am I?” she demanded.Her fingers clutched the bedsheets so tightly that her knuckles turned pale.“Rebecca… um… I… uh…”The words refused to form.My throat felt dry.My chest tightened.This wasn't happening.This cannot be happening, I said to myself as suddenly the room felt twice as hot as ever. The sterile hospital air n

DREWS POV If there were an award for the most clueless and quite dumb person, id save it for Dr Felix. And watch him swallow the award whole. Right after he announced my ownership of the hospital, of course he was pleased to finally leave. “ listen i can explain.” I said to Rebecca, whose eyebrows were tilted up in surprise, astonishments, questions and so much unreadable expressions. “I bet you can.” She said as she helped herself out of my arm. “Rebecca wait….” “I need to see my dad, any other trail of secrets can wait. Im officially no more surprised.” She rolled her eyes as her every word counted with sarcasm. The private ward was awfully quiet, except from the indicator beeping that he was not dead yet. “What is wrong with him?” Rebecca asked, barely inaudibly. I looked away, But she hovered around me searching for my eyes. “If there is something you want to say, maybe right now should be a good idea.” Her arms fell on her sides. “He is in an induced com

RYANS POV “Anna….” I said in-between confused breaths, “Is…is it really.. you?” I asked, picking up the ring i tossed into a tiny space. “I …thought you were dead…i” i stammered in my confusion.“ …I'm sorry,” she swallowed saying. “I didn't mean to leave just like that..but i had to.” She trailed off. “No…listen Anna, where are you, thats all that matters to me, you are all that matter to me.”“Its…its….mmpphmm” she groaned. “Are you okay?, i asked greatly worried. “Its…its still bleeding profusely….” her voice kept growing feint. “Okay baby…okay….what i need you to do is to hold on to the spot. Hold on to it and tell me where exactly you are”I could imagine her nodding her head as she mustered the strength to speak again. “Im not sure but,” she suddenly lowered her voice. “Theres someone here with me, and i think he’s coming back.” Her voice shook. “Anna,” i kissed my teeth. “Don't end this phone without telling me where you are..” i pleaded with iota of audacity.“A di

RYANS POV. I stood stuck in the pool of blood, my legs too paralyzed to move an inch. But as distraught as i was, soon, something caught my eyes, One that glued my eyes and tied my tongue. On the spot, i went down in a squat and stroked my two fingers across the blood. Picking up the diamond ring i adorned specially for her on our first anniversary. “Anna…?” My voice cracked. But it had sounded like an apology, For being useless to my own self sleeping while she was sent on a mission meant for me. My fingers were shaking, My lips trembling, My heart pounding. Was she killed the moment she stepped foot in here? What have i done?” I whispered to myself, folding the piece of jewelry in my palms. “What have i done?!!!!!!” I roared this time around. Rage sinking through my every cell, i pulled the door open forcefully and galloped in. Not Fiona, not an army of the people who did this, not the entire world could contain the hell i was about to rain down. No

RYANS POV “Anna?” I said, rubbing off the sleep patches in my eyes. I rose up from the bed lazily, as the rays of lights fumbled with my sight. Where was she? “Anna….” I called. “Anna?” I lifted my voice as i walked down the stairs, feeling a slight breeze of panic rush through me. But still there was no sign of her anywhere. And as my eyes swept around the sitting room impatiently, They landed on my phone which was tossed at the corner of the couch. Slowly, the tension within me grew, for so many reasons but the most was that, I never keep my phone away from me. Why? Secrecy purposes. Could she have read or seen something that made her leave so early? Then i picked up the phone. My jaws dropped. My heartbeat moving in a rhythm that no words can form. “Fuckkkkk” i cursed out loud. “Ten minutes on the phone with Fiona,?????” What possible conversation were they having?? What could she have said to her? I slammed my hand against the table. My he

DREWS POV.“You know when you say it like that…it sounds like its not the same me,” i adjusted, moving closer to her. But her face had no emotions in them,it looked like all the patience she had in her was threading on only a thin space for explanation. “Rebecca, look at me…,”“Please” Then she reluctantly motioned her eyes to me.“Allow me open up to you when the time is right …”i beckoned.“Then i guess its the right time for you to leave.” She said with annoyance.“You don't get it,” i countered her immediately. “Its not about me, it has nothing to do about me.” “Then whom is it about?!” She raised her voice, if that counts.“Its about you….” She stared at me unbelievably. “I became your driver, because of you. …” my tone faltered. “Still doesn't make any sense.” She flicked her teeth saying. “Its the only way i could get closer to you, to protect you.”“Protect me from wha….”She cut in Impatiently.I stared into her eyes hesitantly, Rehearsing the words to say to her b

victoria pov “Kill?”Naah that was overboard, i was thinking kidnap, or get her to run and never come back, but kill? A hard no. I drew in sharp breath. “I have better options Christopher—“I didn't ask for your negotiation skills.” He cut sharply. “Do you think magdalene would spare your life if the cases were reversed?” “Battles are won, kingdoms are brought to their knees, only by a ruler who understands the cost of sacrifice.” “And if that sacrifice is self?” I countered. “Then you lose it and seek for redemption elsewhere,” I chuckled weakly, “All for Lucas?” “All for what you deserve.” He answered. I shook my head, “i cant.” “Five years is a long time to be alone Victoria.” A wry sneer escaped his lips again. “Im not a murderer Christopher.” I fisted my hands tightly by my sides. He narrowed his eyes and pulled his suit jacket together as he took a step closer to me. “If you don't, then i promise you,— he said, his words hanging like a metal bell over my neck. “eve

Victoria pov I adjusted my white dress and fixed the gloves back on my hands. “Are you okay?” Becky rushed up to the entrance, panting. “Yeah, of course, why?” I sniffed in deeply. She tilted her eyebrows up, pointing her thumb behind. “ i thought i saw Lucas storm out, with some lady by his side.” She said. “Oh uh yes i guess.” “Well, i think you should know something…” she said,I shook my head lightly, brushing her off. “I uh, i dont wanna talk about it becky so. Please. Lets just drop this.” I choked out. She nodded sympathetically and extended a curt smile. “I was going to say i might know something that could make you feel better.” I chuckled bitterly. What? So now I'm the depressed and dumped newly wed who desperately needed some sort of asylum? Well news flash? I dont need to wallow in more self pity than i already do. “…..so what do you think?” Becky squealed excitedly. I lifted up my eyelids to meet hers, her eyes were bright and alive compared to the red puffine

LUCAS POV “Hey.” Maddie said softly as she folded her hands together underneath the large sweater she was wrapped in. She looked cleaner, fresher and collectively bright I cleared my throat, unsure of what to say or do, i just simply held on to her door knob as the thousands of questions echoed through my mind all at the same time. Then she looked over her shoulders and around, then shrugged her shoulders. “I guess we have a lot to catch up on…” she said finally, a small smile breaking out on her cracked lips.“Oh uh yeah..” i chuckled nervously, “ i guess.” Was this really happening, …was she awake?, my heart juggled through all the many things i wanted to say to her, all the letters i sent to her, all the wasted years i spent searching for whom my soul was without her. “But this is quite a pink room.” She chuckled quietly, I bit back a chuckle, holding it back with a fist of my hand, “Truth is, -—, i designed this specially for you.” I took a step further into the room. her

{now playing: earned it by the weekend } Lucas pov She was right. Damn it … she really was, if the press as much as suspected anything they would drown us with their rolling cameras. So I moved closer to her. She kept her eyes wide open, filled with questions and uncertainties. They were a bit swollen and glossy, I could easily tell she had been crying for so long. But why? Then her lips parted slightly. This was the nearest I’d been to her since the hot and mind blowing session at Carcassonne, I could feel her heat bursting through the tiny space between us, This wasn’t happening—, fuck Lucas ….I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. I hated her …I hated that she broke my trust and left me for dead!Then slowly a line of tear rolled down her eyes, running into her plump lips….”what are you doing Victoria?” I mouthed inaudibly, tracing the warm liquid around her lips as she closed her eyes shut. Damn you. I crashed my lips on hers slowly, my heart raced, maybe this was a wrong ide

Victoria pov “Miss Victoria,?!” Becky’s shrill voice cut through the hallway from behind me, I stopped still,holding the flowing remains of my wedding dress in my hands. “Were you ever going to tell me you were getting married?” She asked, “or was I just going to pick up bits and pieces from the news?” I scoffed and turned around. She was putting on a floral pink dress, just like what any maid of honor would wear on a ceremony of her close friend. But this wasn’t a wedding, it was just a contract. “Are you c-crying?” she asked stepping forward, “Uh—, Becky,” I breathed in sharply. “ I I wish I could explain to you but these past weeks have been —tough” my throat tightened. “Lucas and I, we have our differences now and I don’t think we will ever be the way we used to be…” I trailed off, wiping off the rows of tears running down my right eye. “Wait.” She chuckled hesitantly. “Then why did you marry him.” She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. “I didn’t have a choice.” I answe

Lucas pov "Remember not to screw this up." My father walked in and stood at the entrance saying. He was suited up in a plain white tuxedo suit, casting a sharp sync with his grey turning white hair. "You look dashing." I stated blandly. Nearly rolling my eyes."It's a cause for celebration, or don't you think so?"he asked, I scoffed, cause for celebration or blackmail? You never cared about my activities-, I wonder what sparks your interest now." I shrugged out the black tie painfully suffocating me. He looked around the empty room with his lips pursed tight, casting judgmental looks on every item his eyes fell on and then lingered a bit longer on the tossed tie. "Julian was good with Knotting ties you know." He said,"And then he died." I shot back. " I don't need to remind you that it's a wedding and not a memorial.-,oh wait," I tipped the end of my chin now saying, "Is this even a wedding or a set up for your astute hate for Maddie. You know what?-I don't even wanna talk abo