Novels by Twin_Star05

That night, everyone stayed at the family house. It happened without anyone formally deciding it.Emilia fell asleep on the couch in the sitting room, a blanket pulled over her, her face relaxed in sleep. Edward's mother had covered her without waking her and left the lamp low, and no one suggested moving her.Kara sat in the kitchen for a long time with Edward and his father, talking about smaller things. On the other side of the house, Luci and Ann were sitting together quietly. Luci had been quiet for most of the night.She eventually said, “I keep thinking about what it must be like. To have parents like that." she nodded toward the hallway, "Not to have lost them, I mean. Just to have them. The way they look at Aunt Kara and Aunt Emilia."Ann looked at her.She continued, "I know I had parents. I remember enough to know that they would have loved me. But I don't fully know how it will feel like. And sometimes I wonder if I'm just filling in the parts I didn't experience with wha

They were all seated in the living room, and the atmosphere was quiet and emotional. Everyone was looking at Kara and Emilia, waiting for Kara to explain everything.She took a deep breath before she started talking. She began from the beginning. She narrated how Emilia met Jairo as she was told, how their relationship started, and how everything slowly grew between them. She talked about how Emilia fell in love with him and how Jairo loved her too, even if he didn’t always show it in the easiest ways.Emilia was surprised by this news. It never crossed her mind to think she once had that kind of relationship with him. This explains why she felt safe and comfortable around him.Kara went on and talked about how Emilia had been taken, how she had been locked up, how she had suffered, and how Jairo had been searching for her for so long. She didn’t go into too many painful details, but she didn’t hide the truth either.Emilia sat quietly while listening to everything. At first, she was

A lot of things changed after Salvatore was arrested. The news spread quickly. The formal charges were filed within forty-eight hours. The evidence was substantial and the list was long enough that by the time it was read publicly, the response didn't come as a shock. Although, some people who supported him until the end were visibly shocked by the news. But the number of people who were relieved surpasses the numbers.Many parties who had once supported him as well slowly moved to Jairo’s side. Introducing him into politics. The allies who had been quietly distancing themselves for months now moved openly. Jairo handled everything quietly and carefully. He spoke to the right people, made the right promises, and cleaned up the mess his father had left behind. Many people began to support him, not just because he was Salvatore’s son, but because he was different. He was calmer, more calculated, and he didn’t act out of anger in public.Donald managed most of the daily logistics. He w

Ann came to the house that afternoon to see Luci. She didn’t call ahead, so Luci was surprised when one of the staff told her that Ann was waiting for her in the sitting room. She hurried downstairs and found her aunt sitting comfortably, looking around the house like she was trying to memorize everything. “You’re here!” she said, smiling as she walked in. They both hugged each other and exchanged pleasantries. Not long after, Kara walked into the room, holding her phone in her hand. She looked tired and lost, and both Luci and Ann immediately noticed. She explained what happened to them and the two ladies were shocked. Beyond that, Jairo had found out that Eloise was in Italy but currently in Salvatore's custody. “What?!” all two of them said almost at the same time. The room suddenly felt very quiet and tense. The day couldn't be more worse. Luci was the first to speak again. “This is bad. This is really bad.” “Very bad. I came to pick a few clothes for Emilia, she went into

Later that day, they went to a shopping mall with security following them at a distance. At the mall, Emilia looked excited and curious. She kept looking at different stores, touching fabrics, and asking Kara if things looked nice.By the time they were done, their hands were filled with shopping bags. They were just stepping out of the mall when a gunshot tore through the air.Kara froze.The sharp hiss of a bullet cut dangerously close to her ear, and her breath caught violently in her throat. The bags slipped from her hands and hit the ground without her even noticing.Emilia was frozen completely, her eyes wide in shock. She didn’t fully understand what was happening, but her body reacted with pure fear.The bodyguards reacted instantly. They closed in around the sisters, forming a shield as chaos erupted. People screamed. Some ducked, others ran blindly, pushing past each other in panic.Kara’s gaze snapped toward the source just in time to see their guards firing back at a car.

He was already outside when she came through the doors. He looked up when she pushed through the glass doors and something in her chest settled at the sight of him, the quiet drop of tension that came with knowing he was there.She walked toward him and he stepped out of the car and met her halfway.He took one look at her face and didn't say anything yet. He then opened the passenger door and she got in.He came around to the driver's side, started the engine, and pulled out of the parking area before he spoke."How did it happen?” he asked gently.Kara narrated what happened to him. When she finished, she looked at him nervously. “What am I going to do now? He’s trying to control my life. I should have seen this coming. But I'm not prepared for this at all.” she was on the verge of crying.Jairo glanced at her, then he sighed and rubbed her thighs."You couldn't have known," he said.She pressed her lips together and looked out the window. The city moved past in the way it always d

Annabelle’s POV I stirred in my sleep, feeling strange as if a weight had lifted off my chest, yet my heart ached with something I couldn’t fully grasp. Then, in an instant, memories came flooding back—everything I had forgotten, everything I had done. The past ten years crashed into me like a violent wave, stealing my breath as I fluttered my eyes opened. I sat upright, clutched the sheets, my hands trembling as the realization sank in. Oh, God. What have I done? I thought tears welling in my eyes already before a soft knock pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. My throat tightened. “Come in,” I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice. The door creaked open, and Adams stepped inside, his eyes downcast, as if he were afraid to look at me. My chest clenched at the sight of him—so much thinner, his once-proud stance now slumped, his hair slightly disheveled as if sleep had long abandoned him. He held a tray of food in his hands, gripping it so tightly his knuckles turne

Author's POV“She doesn’t remember you at all?” Jack shook his head. Madison frowned deeply, arms crossed as she listened to Jackson after he explained to her that Emily had woken up but doesn't remember him. “She looked at me… it was like I was nothing.” His voice cracked slightly, but he pushed through. “Why? Why doesn't she remember me?” He asked, his tone pleading. She had looked him in the eye, completely blank, as if he were a stranger.Madison sighed, rubbing her temples. “It could be the aftereffects of Harper’s mark. We don’t know exactly what it did to her mind.” She paused before adding, “We need to test this. Bring Mason and Zaza. Let’s see if she really remembers them together with me.”Jackson hesitated. He wasn’t sure what he was hoping for. If she recognized them, it meant she was still herself—just without him. But if she didn’t remember them either, then he had to face the terrifying possibility that Harper had changed her forever.Regardless, he nodded. “Alright

Jackson's POV It had been two long, agonizing months. Every day since Emily fell into that coma, I felt as if I was drowning in my own guilt. Sitting beside her motionless body, I dabbed her forehead with a wet cloth, my hands trembling. Her pale face made my chest ache in ways I couldn’t put into words. Tears streamed down my cheeks freely. I didn’t bother wiping them anymore. What was the point? Every moment replayed in my head, the way she had sacrificed herself for me again without a second thought. That image of her collapsing haunted me. I reached for her hand, clasping it tightly in mine. “Please, Ann,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Please wake up. I miss you so much.” My lips brushed against her knuckles as I choked back a sob. “You promised to give me a response to my apology once everything is over. But you're not here with me to see it, my love. I need you... please.” The weight of my mistakes crushed me every second of every day. If I could trade places with he

The moment Emily smashed the crystal ball against the ground, the yard erupted in chaos. A blinding light consumed everything, its intensity forcing everyone to shield their eyes. She staggered backward as an overwhelming surge of energy left her body, her knees giving way beneath her. She collapsed to the ground, her vision blurring as she fought to stay conscious. “Ann!” Adams’ voice cracked as he saw her fall. His heart pounded in panic, but his body refused to cooperate. Bound to the tree and weakened by the poisoned blade, he could only watch helplessly. Harper let out a blood-curdling scream, her hands clawing at the air as she fell to her knees. A thick, black substance oozed from her mouth, her once confident smirk replaced by pure agony. Beside her, Alan mirrored her pain, convulsing violently as the same dark energy poured out of him. Adams clenched his teeth, forcing his gaze away from Harper and Alan to focus on Emily. His instincts screamed at him to get to her, but

Jackson’s POV The sight of Alan standing before me was like a blow to the chest. I could barely believe my eyes. Someone I thought I had lost forever was here, alive, breathing, and yet... there was something wrong. His eyes were dark, hollow, and devoid of the warmth I remembered. "Alan," I managed to say, my voice thick with disbelief. "Is it really you?" He didn't answer. Instead, he smiled-a cruel, empty grin that sent chills down my spine-and before I could react, he dragged a sharp knife across my chest. "Goddess!" I hissed in pain, stumbling back. My hand instinctively went to the wound as warmth spread across my skin. “Alan, stop! What are you doing?" He didn't stop. His movements were quick and deliberate, like a predator closing in on its prey. I dodged as he lunged at me again, the knife narrowly missing my side. “Alan, listen to me!" I pleaded, trying to catch his wrist. "We need to talk. This isn't you-” But he wasn't listening. His entire focus was on one t

Emily's POV I stood inside the tent, pacing back and forth. My heart was restless, and my mind kept wandering to Adams. I had tried to focus on the little things around me, but nothing helped. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face, heard his voice, and imagined the mess he was walking into. I paused by the entrance, listening carefully. His retreating footsteps reached my ears, and I couldn’t help but whisper a prayer. Moon Goddess, keep him safe for me. Help him fight his battles and come back unharmed. But a part of me kept nagging: was I really doing the right thing by staying behind? Should I have pushed harder to go with him? The tent was too quiet, and my thoughts were too loud. I flopped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing. Where was he now? Was he okay? Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside. My heart jumped, and I immediately sat up. The sound was faint, almost careful, like someone was trying not to be heard. My chest tightened, an