Novels by Xenia

The night air was cold, but I did not care. My heart had not been still since she walked out of that office. I told myself to let her go, that I had already said enough. But the truth was simple. I could not.I left the hotel, still in the same clothes I had worn all day. The city was quiet, filled with lights and the sound of cars far away. My thoughts were louder than anything around me. Every step I took pulled me closer to her.I found myself standing in front of her apartment. The building was quiet, tall, and covered in soft light. I looked up and saw her balcony. She was sitting there, her knees pulled close, her hair falling over her shoulder. She looked small, fragile, but strong in the way she always had been.I walked up the stairs slowly. My chest felt tight, my palms warm. I did not know what I would say, but I knew what I needed to. When I reached her door, I knocked lightly.She turned, startled. When she saw me, she froze. For a long time, she did not move. Then she st

Ellie’s POVWhen I saw him standing in the lobby of the American branch, my whole body froze. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming. The light from the tall glass windows hit his face, and everything around me stopped moving. Adrian. Here.He was dressed in his usual calm style, dark suit, clean tie, sharp eyes. The kind of man who could walk into any room and make people turn. But for me, the air felt too heavy to breathe. My fingers gripped the folder I was holding so tightly that the edges bent.He looked right at me, and my stomach twisted. For a second, his eyes softened. Then his expression changed… that same distant look I used to hate.“Ellie,” he said simply.I nodded once, trying to look calm. “Sir.”He blinked, maybe surprised by the formality. “I didn’t know you were here.”I gave a small, forced smile. “Transfer. It was approved last month.”He nodded slowly, eyes never leaving me. “I’m here for business.”Of course he was. That’s what he wanted me to believe. But somet

The office has never felt this quiet.It has been a week since Ellie left, but her absence still fills every corner. I walk in every morning and feel it. The air is heavier. The light from the windows looks duller. Even the sound of the elevator seems slower, as if the whole building is mourning with me.People still greet me, still say good morning, but I barely respond. I hear their voices, but the words don’t reach me. I spend hours staring at reports, pretending to work, but my mind is somewhere else. Every document, every file, every meeting reminds me of her.Her laughter used to echo here. Her calm voice used to balance the noise of the day. Now, it’s gone, and everything feels wrong.Clara still

New York feels like another planet.The air is colder, the people move faster, and even the silence has a sound. I have only been here for a week, but it already feels like I have been living a different life for months. Every morning, I wake up before sunrise and watch the city lights fade as the sky turns pale. It should feel exciting. It should feel like a new beginning. But it doesn’t. It only feels quiet.Sometimes I wonder if peace can also hurt.My apartment is small but neat. The bed faces a tall window that shows part of the city skyline. At night, the lights from other buildings keep me company. I like to imagine that behind every glowing window, someone else is also trying to figure out how to start over.Work starts at eight. I leave early every day because I don’t want to be late, even though the office is only a few blocks away. I walk instead of taking a cab. The air bites my skin, but it helps clear my head. The streets are busy with people holding coffee cups, talking

The morning felt longer than usual.Maybe because I knew she was leaving.The office buzzed quietly, people moving about, papers shuffling, voices mixing into one low hum. I tried to keep my focus on the documents in front of me, but my eyes kept drifting to the glass door. Every sound, every soft footstep, made me look up.But it was never her.Ellie had not been to my office since yesterday. She was packing her things, getting ready for the transfer. I had signed the approval letter myself. I told myself it was for the best. That it was the right thing to do. But the truth was, it felt like signing away something I wasn’t ready to lose.I picked up my pen and forced myself to read the report again. Numbers. Projections. Deadlines. Everything that used to make sense now felt empty.She was the one person who had made this place feel alive. Her quiet presence, her soft voice when she said “good morning,” the way she tried to avoid my eyes but failed every time. I could almost hear her

The office felt heavier than usual this morning. The walls looked the same, the desks still lined in neat rows, but something inside me had changed.Adrian had not spoken to me in more than two weeks. He passed me in the hallway as if I were air. He joined meetings and never once looked in my direction. His silence had turned into a wall, and each day it grew higher.At first, I told myself I could handle it. I tried to lose myself in work, in reports, in emails. I tried to make it seem normal. But every hour that passed made me realize I was pretending. The more I tried to stay strong, the more it hurt.That morning I sat at my desk and stared at my computer screen for a long time. The numbers blurred until they stopped meaning anything. I felt tired, inside and out. It was not just about him anymore. It was about peace, and how far away it felt.So I opened a new document and started typing a letter. My hands shook a little.To the Human Resources Department,I am requesting a trans

The way he delivered that sentence, made it so frightening and still managed to maintain his smile made me shiverNow I see why they call him the devil.This is a man that can kill you, while smiling at you making you believe you are friends.“I do not understand what you are talking about.” I said , shaking my head because surely he was joking.What league of assassins was he talking about? My father was just a businessman and he never involved himself with that mafia. In fact I knew just how much he hated them… so does this man really expect me to believe his rubbish?“Sure you do. Because before your father died, he mentioned your name and said you had everything we needed. So you are going to tell us everything is beautiful, now I am asking nicely because I will get it out of you anyway.”I shivered as his smile dropped and his eyes turned cold, “Well, you are lying. THere is no way my father could have possibly told you that because I do not know what you are talking about.”He i

“YOU DID WHAT?”Vivienne actually had the nerve to startle at my yell - not just that she had the nerve to look at me with shock on her face.Yup! She had the nerve to look shocked as if she had not just delivered a huge blow to my face.“How dare you?” I asked my voice getting higher, “How dare you trade me off like that? You had no right Vivienne. You had no right!”She frowned, “Why are you acting like it's a big deal.”I opened my mouth, then closed it when words failed me, because honestly my was flabbergasted gasted!Why am I acting like it is a big deal?She was really going to ask me that with a straight face?Why am I acting like it is a big deal?“Oh i am sorry,” I responded with a smile, “I was really not aware that you selling me off to the same man who murdered my father, was not a big deal - oh, and against my knowledge might i add.”She rolled her eyes, and I clenched my fist so rightfully it hurt. If anything but to control my family.I have always disliked Vivienne

The wolf…I saw it again - this time there was something different in its eyes.An anger that was never there before, that confused me.I leaned closer and touched its furry head with a smile.It was warm. So warm that I had this crazy urge to just wrap my arms around it and close my eyes.When I removed my hand though, my heart skipped a beat as I saw it covered in so much blood.Before I could react, the world threw its head back and howled, and I could feel its pain and anger In that single howl.It sounded like a cry of sorrow.My mind was frantic as I looked at it.Was it hurt?And why was he suddenly staring at me sadly?When I woke up from that sleep - I got the worst news I could ever think of.My father was found dead in the streets.***********The morning started out like any other morning.My alarm clock wakes me up at 6, the birds chirping, the sun rising from the east and people going about their day, as if everything was normal and perfect.But everything wasn't normal.

KYLE ~~ It definitely isn't everyday that you earn a lecture from Caius, and I've already gotten five of them this year. “You should have told me when you got the tip. What if you had gotten hurt? What if it was just a trap?” “I'm not a child Caius and you know that,” I snapped growing irritated, “so please stop treating me like one. I can make my own decisions without having to run to you every single time like a scared little cat.” “You are a target, we are all targets -” “The scientists are dead!” “And you think you do not have enemies anymore? You think, you really think that…we are all free from threats? Humans are greedy. If they ever find out about you, about the powers we all possess we will lose everything!” I clenched my fist although I saw the truth in what he was saying and despite my stubbornness, I understood his concerns. But that was really not the point and the fact that he was missing is what keeps grating on my nerves. “I found my mate Caius!” I said my vo

"Mother fucker!” Mother fucker, indeed.I dropped my arm immediately as I stared at Kyle, sheer horror gripping me.What does he mean by mate?Surely not what I think because - that cannot be. Maybe I heard him wrongly.I cannot, will not be mated to my foe.To my target.“So she really is your mate then?” The lady asked and Kyle just smiled with a shrug.“Can feel it in my head so yes, I believe she is.”“This is very interesting. How do you think Caius and Dahlia would react?”Kyle shrugged nonchalantly, “I have no idea but we will find out. I did not tell them about the anonymous tip - I just wanted to confirm first.”I had no idea what they were talking about and I couldn't ask.Hell I was too frozen by shock to even move an inch let alone say a word.“Let's go home first.”The lady nodded and went at the driver's speed. My head was still buzzing with a million questions as I felt the car moving away.I know what mating means. I have dedicated a fair portion of my life into resea

“What you are, Amara…what you have been trained for is total destruction. Be void of emotions other than anger and hatred because in them you can find the biggest source of inspiration and motivation. Do not forget your destiny.”“Why does this have to be done?” My cousin asked, rolling her eyes.I looked at her, shocked at the audacity behind her question. She should know better. She is as dedicated to this mission as I am, so why now?“Because,” Uncle Kiaz started patiently, “Those beings are evil and unnatural and we must cleanse the world of such evil. They should not be roaming freely with such power.”I nodded, and my cousin seemed satisfied with the answer. But for me the reason was way deeper than that.Has always been.This is my calling.This is my destiny, I have always known it, I have always felt it deep within my bones.Ever since I had to sit by and watch one of them murder my parents like they were nothing, I was convinced that I wanted nothing more, the way I desired