Novels by Ayomide Writez

Anna's POV Prologue of ChaosA wicked grin crept across my face as I stepped forward. The room turned to stone. Some people flinched, others just sat there, jaws unhinged, staring like I’d just walked out of a grave. But their real horror? It wasn’t me. It was Cyrus, standing tall beside me. Alive. Breathing. The man they thought was dead.Natalie’s gasp cut through the air like a snapped string. I didn’t even glance at her. I didn’t need to.Because right then, I knew—I wasn’t just back.I was here to make them choke on everything they thought they got away with.And this? This was only the prologue of their living nightmare.I hadn’t even begun to unleash the storm.The moment the auctioneer announced the land was officially mine, I rose to my feet slowly, sliding my sunglasses onto my face like a queen claiming her throne. Beside me, Cyrus stood—tall, calm, dangerous. And just like that, the room broke into whispers and sharp gaspsThey weren’t just shocked. They were terrified

The Shocking SliceLogan's POVEleven years later…Surrounded by fellow Alphas, I moved through the crowd with effortless grace, exchanging nods and firm handshakes. Laughter and conversation filled the air, but my attention sharpened when Alpha Alex turned to me, his eyes gleaming with admiration."Logan, it won’t be long before your daughter, Serene, becomes the best acrobat in the country. She’s not just talented—she’s exceptional for her age."Pride settled deep in my chest, unmistakable and fierce. I lifted my glass, meeting his gaze with a confident smirk. "She gets it from me. Greatness is in her blood."The sight of that gold medal in her tiny hands filled me with pride. She was only six, yet she never failed to make my heart swell.Serene, my daughter, my greatest treasure. She was the undeniable proof of the love I shared with Natalie.She was everything I had ever dreamed of—sharp, capable, and gifted beyond her years.A firm voice cut through my thoughts. “The auction star

A deal with the devil in redAnna’s P.O.VIt was clear now. Fate itself had turned against me. Not just the moon goddess, but the entire universe seemed to conspire against me. In just a week, my marriage crumbled, I was cast out of the pack house, and as if that wasn’t enough, my father took his last breath while in a coma.My world came crashing down.As soon as he was gone, my brothers seized everything he owned, leaving me with absolutely nothing. It was too much to bear. I had endured so much pain,far more than I ever deserved.Everything slipped through my fingers, my marriage, my status, my inheritance. But losing my father? That was the cruelest blow of all.I dragged the back of my hand across my damp cheeks, trying to steady myself as Dr. Andrew sat across from me. His smile was faint, almost hesitant, as if it carried the weight of guilt. “Anna, I’m so sorry for your loss….”My head sank, my chest tightening as the walls I had built crumbled. I had fought so hard to hold it

Three years, Three lies, One BetrayalAnna's POVNatalie walked away, her hips swaying with a confidence that sliced through me like a knife. I stood frozen, my heart splintering into pieces too shattered to ever be whole again.The silence in the room was suffocating. When I finally lifted my gaze, I met a sea of eyes filled with nothing but disdain. Judgment clung to the air, thick and unrelenting, pressing down on me like a weight I couldn’t shake off.They despised me. Every single one of them.Not because of who I was, but because I was the one who became Luna. Because they had already decided that I was unworthy. Because they had chosen to believe the lies.The weight of their judgment pressed down on me, each stare like a dagger to my chest. They didn’t know the truth—had no idea how it all happened, yet their disdain was undeniable.Logan had been my savior that night, pulling me away from a drunken predator at the party. At that moment, something shifted. Gratitude turned int

Author's POV The Night her world ended“AGGHHRRRGRR!!!!.” A scream tore through the silent cemetery, intense and heart-wrenching. Anna's voice cracked with pain as she collapsed before the gravestone, her body trembling. Rain poured heavily, drenching her to the bones, yet she remained still. Her hands plunged into the moist soil as if she could claw her way back to the days, when Adam's laughter still roamed their house, when his arms encircled her neck. Now, all she had before her was a slab of stone.“ADAM SINCLAIR”Beloved son. Taken too soon.Tears streamed down her eyes, blending with the rain. Her chest throbbed under the burden of sorrow that had remained unchanged, even after three years. If anything, it had heightened, becoming more brutal with each day that went by. Having found herself in a marriage filled with abuse and turmoil, Adam was the only thing that made sense. Nothing made sense. Nothing. Today was his death anniversary, nobody showed up. No one came.