Chasing The billionaire's Shadow
She was never meant to want him. He was never meant to need her. But some shadows are too enticing to ignore…
For as long as Isla Montgomery can remember, Liam Sinclair has been more than just her father's best friend—he's been a whispered name in the hallways, a powerful presence in their family conversations, and a haunting figure in her daydreams. Charismatic, cold, and irresistibly out of reach, Liam built an empire from the ashes of betrayal. And now, he's back—richer, harder, and more broken than ever.
Isla is no longer the wide-eyed girl he once brushed aside. She’s grown, bold, and dangerously drawn to the man who was always forbidden. But when her father's past begins to unravel, Isla finds herself tangled in a web of secrets, lies, and a truth that could shatter everything.
As her world crumbles and Liam’s enemies close in, Isla must decide: Is she chasing the man... or the shadow of who he used to be?
Because loving Liam Sinclair could be her greatest rebellion—or her final downfall.
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Chapter: Chapter Eighteen Chapter Eighteen The sand slammed against the cracked windshield as the helicopter listed violently, spinning toward the desert below like a dying bird. I clung to the seatbelt, fingers white-knuckled, the chip still clenched in my palm. “Brace!” Liam shouted over the shrieking alarms. The ground rushed toward us—then everything went black. When I came to, there was heat. Blistering, smothering heat. And silence, the eerie kind that buzzed under your skin. I pried my eyes open. The world was sideways. Flames licked the fractured edge of the cockpit, casting wild shadows over Liam’s unconscious form slumped beside me. “Liam!” I croaked, reaching across the debris. My shoulder screamed in protest, but I shook him until he groaned. His eyes fluttered open. “Isla?” “We need to move.” He nodded weakly, and together we kicked open the emergency hatch. Smoke poured out behind us as we stumbled into the burning wreckage of the desert floor. The chopper was a smoldering carcass now.
Last Updated: 2025-05-02
Chapter: Baptism by FireChapter Seventeen – Baptism by Fire The helicopter spun in a sickening spiral, blades screaming against the wind as smoke poured from the ruptured engine. Alarms shrieked in a discordant symphony, and my body flung sideways, weightless one second, slammed down the next. "BRACE!" Liam shouted, his voice nearly drowned out by the chaos. We plummeted, the desert rushing up with terrifying speed. I clenched the chip in my fist and shut my eyes, every nerve ending igniting with raw terror. Then— Impact. The chopper struck the sand with a bone-rattling crash. Metal groaned and twisted, glass shattered, and fire licked at the edges of my vision. We skidded across the dunes like a wounded beast, finally grinding to a halt with a guttural roar. For a moment, there was only the sound of flames crackling and the hiss of ruptured hydraulics. Then, pain. White-hot, slicing through my ribs, my shoulder, my side. I gasped, coughing on smoke, trying to move—trying to understand if I was stil
Last Updated: 2025-05-02
Chapter: The Key --- Chapter Sixteen. My pulse thundered in my ears. I stared at my father, the weight of his words pressing on my chest like a boulder. I’m the key? They’re after me? "What do you mean?" I rasped. "What am I the key to?" He glanced toward the door, his body taut like he expected it to burst open any second. "Not what. Who." Before I could speak, he leaned closer, voice barely above a whisper. "You were never just Isla Camden. You were built for this. Engineered." My stomach turned violently. "What the hell are you talking about?" "There was a project," he said, hurried, urgent. "Before Scarlett turned on the Alliance. Genetic enhancements, neuro-mapping. You were part of it without knowing. They embedded codes, sequences inside you. Hidden. Waiting." I staggered back, my knees slamming against the metal chair behind me. "No," I croaked. "That's impossible. I’m just— I’m just a person." He shook his head, regret bleeding through every line of his face. "You’re more. And
Last Updated: 2025-04-29
Chapter: Chapter FifteenChapter Fifteen For a moment, all I could do was stare at the wrist comm, as if sheer will could make the voice vanish—or explain itself. But it didn’t vanish. It stayed there, embedded in the static, the way a scar stays in the skin. “Isla,” the voice repeated, cracked but undeniably real. “I’m here.” My throat tightened so violently it hurt to breathe. My father—the man I had mourned, buried in an empty coffin, grieved for in every aching moment of lost years—was alive? Beside me, Liam stiffened. “This has to be a trick,” he muttered. “Scarlett’s people could’ve faked a voiceprint. They could’ve—” “No.” I shook my head. “That was him.” I knew it the way you know when the sun is rising even with your eyes closed. Another crackle through the comm. “Isla,” my father said again, stronger this time. “I know you have questions. I can’t answer them here. Meet me. Blacksite Seven. Trust Liam. He’ll get you there.” The transmission cut off, a final pulse of static. The silence af
Last Updated: 2025-04-28
Chapter: Chapter Fourteen: --- Chapter Fourteen: The crash wasn’t silent. It was thunderous, bone-rattling. Metal screamed as it twisted. Branches cracked. The world flipped—once, twice—before everything slammed to a halt with a jarring thud that knocked the breath out of me. Silence. Then pain. Sharp and blooming, in my ribs, my arm, my head. My eyes fluttered open to smoke, splinters, and the distant sound of shouting. “Liam?” I rasped, barely hearing myself over the ringing in my ears. He was slumped beside me, blood trailing from his temple, but his chest rose and fell—shallow but steady. Relief flooded me just before reality hit: we were sitting ducks. I forced myself out of the wreckage, dragging my legs until I could stand on shaky feet. My fingers found Liam’s collar, and I tugged. “Come on. Get up.” He stirred, groaning. “Still in one piece?” “Barely.” I glanced around. Flames were closing in from the trees behind us. The rest of Scarlett’s team couldn’t be far. “We need to move.” He coughed
Last Updated: 2025-04-25
Chapter: The Truth Bleed Chapter Thirteen: The moment the door shut behind us, an eerie silence filled the cottage—too heavy, too expectant. The woman who opened the door—Liam’s mother, apparently—had vanished deeper into the house, leaving behind the scent of cedar and something darker. Secrets, maybe. Liam led me into a stone-walled living room where the fireplace glowed faintly. His mother stood by it, pouring a deep amber liquid into two glasses. She didn’t offer me one. “She thinks I’m the enemy,” I muttered. “She doesn’t trust anyone,” Liam replied, voice low. “She has her reasons.” “Speak up, boy,” his mother snapped without turning around. “If she’s going to inherit the fire, she should hear the sparks.” I narrowed my eyes. “The fire?” She finally turned, drink in hand. “Your father’s legacy. The reason you’re being hunted. The truth Liam’s been trying to hide.” Liam tensed beside me. “Not hide. Delay. There’s a difference.” She arched a silver brow. “Delay long enough and you’re no better
Last Updated: 2025-04-25
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