Novels by Ronnie Devan

As I take one last look at myself, I can't help but feel excited. It has been very long since I have felt this way. Kerrick is in my living room waiting patiently for me. As I walk in the living room, he gets up from the couch. His eyes wander from my face down to my body, where they linger. Most of the time he is very hard to read, but not now. He doesn't even have to say it, but he does anyway. "Wow...just wow," I smile at his poorly worded compliment. "Are you ready?" I ask, admiring his new look. I have never seen him looking so official and elegant. "Yes, unless there is someting you would like to add," at his offer, I take a step closer to him. His tie is a bit crooked. I straighten it. I raise my eyes to his face and find that he is already looking at me. "You are ready now," I try not to stutter. He nods. I should step back. I really should, but I don't. I feel his hands come up to my back, his eyes never leaving mine. He leans in, and I don't move away. If I am being ho

I have dresses to go to parties, I do. But this feels like it requires something else. Something that only Jade can help me look for. That is why I am having a second glass of wine as I wait for her. I want to say she is never late, but that would be a lie.She pulls over in front of the wine bar. I watch as she gets out of the car and puts on her sunglasses. She parts her hair effortlessly using her hand. I can't stop staring at her, amazed by her presence. Believe me everyone here is looking at her. She is simply magnetic. "Sorry for keeping you waiting hon," she says, drinking the rest of my wine. "Where were you?" she looks around. "The other side of town. I have been trying my best to avoid spending any time at home," she explains. "Why? I thought with Rackel out of the house, you would like it," she takes her sunglasses off revealing bloodshot eyes. "Well, so did I," she looks exhausted. "Turns out my dad is really hard to live with, especially when he is alone. His attenti

I have thought of all the places she might be hiding, only to realize I don't know much about her. Other than the fact that she worked as John's secretary before she got married to him. Kerrick is insuferable when he is feeling frustrated. After the call with Jade ended with no better lead, he took me to work with him. We have been going through everything, and at this point I am almost sure I can recite what is in this damn files. "I need a break," he tears his eyes from what he is reading. He nods at my request before returning his attention the paperwork. "What are hoping to find?" I hadn't thought patnering up with him will be us cooped up in this office going over the same paperwork over and over again. "Something, anything," he closes the file he has been reading and takes another one. I can't be here any longer. It is almost twelve and it is the perfect time for me to head to the my office. I get up. He is too focused on what he is reading to even notice. I am worried he

It has been a week since I went to visit Kerrick in the hospital. I am back to seeing my patients and I have started to enjoy my quiet, undisturbed routine. I have had dinner with Jade twice this week at Rochelle's and it felt just like old times. There is still a lot in my head, but I have decided to deal with issues as they come. Today I had a lot of patients with barely an hour to spare for myself. When I finally finish updating my notes for the day, it is already past eleven and I can't wait to get home. The office building is empty and dark, except for the blinking security lights. I hurry into the elevator and press ground floor. My office is on the third floor. The elevator doors open at the second floor. A guy with a large frame and a hoodie gets on. He moves around me. I try to look at his face, but I only catch a glimpse of his chin. He leans at the elevator wall behind me and the hairs at the back of my neck stand. I can feel him staring at me. I give in and look beh

I am staring at my phone, trying to understand what I have just heard. Why would Kerrick be calling Rackel? Even more importantly why would he need another phone just to contact her? This is all very suspicious. I should visit Rackel soon. I hope her treatment is going well. Today has had enough troubles of its own. *********************************************It has been long since I have woken up this early. I have too much to do. I jump in the shower. I feel my whole body relaxing as the warm water hits me. I welcome it and allow my mind to wander. I don't want Kerrick to die, I know that for sure. But what I am starting to doubt is whether I can trust him. I should be able to get the answer to that by the end of the day if he is conscious. As for the guy I saw yesterday. I don't know what to think of him. Why come to me after shooting Kerrick? Is it just for the thrill or did he think I wouldn't recognize him?How is it that the more I uncover the more confused I get?The las

He is down in what feels like a second. There is commotion as everyone hides below their tables and chairs, leaving just me exposed. I am staring at the bleeding Kerrick, wondering what the hell is happening."KERRICK!". I am screaming like a mad woman. He is clasping tightly onto his chest. I remove my blazer and place it on his wound. "Hold on. The ambulance is on its way," I say, finally kneeling beside him. There is no fear in his eyes. That worries me more. He starts blinking. "Don't close your eyes, okay? You hear me," I am pressing the wound with as much force as I can. "Call the damn ambulance," I scream to no one in particular. "Hold on, you are going to be fine. Just hold on," I plead with him as he closes his eyes. My attention is on him that everything around us seems to disappear.I don't even see the ambulance and police cars that surround the place. "Move back," one of the paramedics says. "I can't. He will bleed out," my once white blazer is now covered with blood.

Dalia's P.O.VHe grabs me and gets me off the bed. "What are you doing?" I am still in my wedding dress. "Stand there," he points to the mirror. I am afraid to see where he is going with this, but I am even more terrified of defying him. I stand in front of the mirror staring at the terror in my eyes. He walks behind me. I close my eyes when I feel him touching the back of my neck. His hands are cold and I get goosebumps. He slides his fingers slowly down my back, up to where the zip begins. He slowly unzips the dress. He reaches underneath the undone dress and wraps his hand around my waist. He pulls me back against his bare chest. He burries his face in my neck, and the dress slowly falls to the floor. "How could you be looking at another man on our wedding day?" he whispers in my ear. I open my eyes and try moving away from him. He tightens his grip on me. I look at the mirror. His face is still burried in my neck and all I can see is his black hair. "I-I was not," I mutter, b

Dalia's p.ov. I can't look away, and the more I stare at him the quicker my pulse gets. Jaden coughs to capture my attention, but it is still not enough to tear my eyes away from him. He holds my face by the chin and turns me towards him. Does he know how sorry I feel right now standing up here with him. Jaden looks like he is going to explode with anger. He obviously noticed who I was looking at. But I couldn't help myself."Repeat after me," the officiant says, eager to get his part over with. "I Dalia Shaw take you Jaden Baker to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, in poverty and in richness, to adore and revere you till death do us part," I repeat after him. "You may exchange the wedding rings," I slide his ring down his middle finger. He starts with the engagement ring I never got and finishes with the wedding ring. I hate how perfectly they fit me. Like they were made just for me. "You may now kiss the bride," the officiant says. Jaden doesn't wait to be told twice

Dalia's p.o.vI have not seen Jaden since that night in the hotel. He has been sending me expensive gifts almost everyday. It is his way of making sure I don't back out before I sign the contract. I really shouldn't go ahead with my plan. But what if Delilah is not dead? What if she is somewhere waiting for me to save her and I cowardly back out? No matter how much I think of it, I keep going back and forth unsure of what to do. I guess I'll just have to wait for the wedding day and do what I feel that day. ****************I have been waiting for this day and dreading it at the same time. I couldn't even sleep last night. I am on my way to get some more coffee when the bell rings. It's Jaden. "Hey, morning," I say stepping back. "Morning," he walks in and darts his eyes quickly across the room. "It's not even six yet," I complain, walking to the couch. "Today is going to be very busy. I thought we should get this out of the way," he gets the contract and hands it over to me."Do

Dalia's p.o.vIt is easier to get information from soneone who loves you, even like you. If this is just business to him that will make my life so much harder. "Of course not. I just thought it might be a start of something," I look away. "What? A relationship," he sounds shocked that a girl like me might want to be doted on and adored. "What's wrong with that?" "You don't look like someone who has much use for romance," he says seriously. "And how would you know that?" I don't like how he seems to have me figured out. "Just a feeling.""I need to get married before the end of the month and I would really appreciate your help," he sounds sincere but his face is still expressionless. "Why me?" "Because you were the first girl I laid my eyes on after receiving the order," I don't believe it, but I can't probe without giving myself away. "What do I get out of it? That is if I decide to go on with it," he looks at me then back at the folder he's holding. "Anything that money can buy,"

Dalia's p.o.v "Hello," there's a silence on the other side of the phone. "Hello, who is it?" I repeat, feeling a mixture of anxiety and annoyance. "It's me," a whisper of the voice I have longed to hear for a year responds. "Delilah is that you darling?" I stand. "Yes Dalia it's me," her voice is weak. "Are you okay?" She hesitates long enough for me to know she's not. "I think this is it D," I can tell she's scared. "Where are you baby?" I ask, putting on my shoes. I am almost out the door when I hear her scream. It stops me on my tracks. Her screams are excruciating, piercing my heart. "Delilah where are you?" I ask again when there's silence. "Tell him I forgive him," she says in between painful moans, then hangs up. I call the number at least twenty times. At first it would just go unanswered but eventually it is disconnected and I have no hope of locating my dear twin sister. I put my life on hold for six months to go looking for her. After all that I seem to come to one con

Jaden's p.o.v"Get on your knees," I look at her as she slowly lowers her naked self before me. She holds her hands out for me to hit. I hate it when she disobeys me, but a part of me gets bored when she doesn't. "Do you know what you did wrong?" I run the whip through her body and watch her quiver as I linger between her legs. "Yes," she whispers, her sweet voice melting me. "How many do you think you deserve," I place the whip under her chin and lift her face. "As many as it pleases you master," her caramel eyes look softly at me. I hit her, and watch her wince in pain and slight delight. I hit her until I see tears welling up in her eyes. "I am sorry," she says, holding them back. I can't help myself but kneel before her. I cup her cheeks in my hands. "I know you are," she lets the tears fall and I wipe them. Her eyes are glistening at me and that is as much as I can take. I lift her from the floor and carry her to bed. *************The alarm wakes me. I open my eyes to an em