Novels by Cranium

Cross’ POV “You mean Cross Voss is your boss?" I asked with a raised brow, trying to sound all natural but my heart was slamming against my chest mercilessly. Judging by the crispness of the magazine, I knew it was a new one but I couldn't bring myself to ask her for it.For months, I have been off the radar thinking that they have forgotten about me already, how wrong I was. The press was a dangerous organization. No matter how you try to steer away from them, they always find a way of popping their heads before you.“I think this line explains why he hasn't been at work for several months now." She mouthed, bringing me back to the present. With my brow raised at her, I asked, "What's the reason?" “He is crippled and no one knows where he is, not even his family." She replied. “I bet his family is behind this, they must have been looking for him so they decided to employ the power of the press." She mumbled. Taking a deep breath, I was relieved when she didn't press further bu

Cross's POVThe frown on Mulan's face deepened as she glared murderously at me. If she doesn't stop glaring, I was going to end up dying, not on the operating table like I had instigated but right here and now.“Are you trying to kill me with your eyes?" I mouthed, watching as her lips twitched to the side. She was getting even more angry now. The only reason why she was yet to flare up was because we were in public and for that, I was grateful. “Why are you acting like I said sometimes out of the ordinary?" I huffed. “Getting into surgery is a gamble, you either lose your life or you retain it." Reaching for her hand, I tried to give it a soft squeeze but she pulled away, still glaring at me. “Come on, you are getting worked up over nothing." I laughed, tossing my face towards the window only for her to tug my arm.“Have you lost it?" She gulped, trying to remain calm but it was to no avail. Her breathing was erratic and it would be a miracle if she didn't pass out. Pushing he

Mulan’s POVFinally, it was the eve of our trip to Germany. All through the day, I have checked and rechecked everything we will be needing for the trip. Kaiser on the other hand was indifferent. Of course I was forcing him to go for surgery against his will but still I had a price to pay. Sitting at the edge of my bed, I was staring at the screen of my phone. I had already dialed my mother's contact, all I needed was to press the call button. With a deep breath, I did and after two rings, the lines connected.“Mulan?” My mother’s soft voice filtered into my eardrum. I had missed her so much so I was giddy with excitement.“Mom.” I shrieked, “How are you?”“I should be asking you that.” She retorted. “You have been so busy these days that you barely have enough time to talk to your mother." “I'm worried about you." She added, her tone mild and almost breaking. “I'm fine mom, you don't have to worry about me." I paused and with a tone tingling with excitement, I said, “I will be

Cross’s POVWheeling my chair through the hallway, I scrunched my nostrils since the sterile scent of disinfectant which clung in the air was messing with my brain. I hated hospitals, and this was just one of the numerous reasons. The private medical ward which was separated from the rest of the building was specially designed for the elites. It screamed luxury which didn't make sense to me but that was the least of my concern.Taking the last bend to Doctor Randy's office, I let out a low sigh, already imagining the look of amusement that would be on his face when he sees me.For months, he had been urging me to go for surgery but I refused and now, I suddenly changed my mind, all thanks to Mulan.The thought of her made a smile appear on my lips but I quickly wiped it off.Getting to his office, I connected my fist to the door before pushing it in and letting myself into his large office. It was clear he had been waiting for me because he was leaning against his desk with a smug

Mulan's POVStaring at him with my eyes almost popping from its sockets, I didn't say anything. My tongue was glued and I couldn't react as I had been frozen in place.What I had expected was, we would end up having a fallout since he has asked me not to mind him but it turned out to be the direct opposite. My joy knew no bounds, I was literally floating in the air as relief washed through my entire body. "You will?" I muttered when I finally found my tongue."Yes." He affirmed only to tilt his head to the side like he was having a second thought. I was almost running my mouth when he locked eyes with me, "On one condition," He said. "Anything." I blurted without thinking.Reaching for my hand, he caressed it for a while. "Our contract will be ending in a few months.” He mumbled while I gulped.He was right about that. Though we were not cut out for each other, I was going to miss him terribly. But I got compensated already; my family was already paying for putting my mother and

Mulan's POVSliding my phone from my ear, I groped my way towards the wall and then placed my back against it. This wasn't the first time Doctor Randy was saying this but each time he does, I always felt cold chills running through my spines. I was terrified but I couldn't do anything.Kaiser was refusing to get surgery for reasons best known to him. Now, this wasn't just about fulfilling my part of the contract, I really wanted him to walk again. Snapping my eyes shut, I pulled away from the wall and with slow but deliberate steps, I made my way to Kaiser’s room. Placing my ear against the door, I was hoping to hear even the slightest noise as these days, he barely gets a wink of sleep.But the room was drowned in a deafening silence, causing me to wonder what the issue was.Pursing my lips, I grabbed the handle and then twisted it, causing the door to creak open. I was about to run away in fright until I saw the wheelchair was empty and he was lying on his back. Cautiously so I

North’s POVWith Lex gone, I pushed my hand into my hair, a satisfied smile spreading on my lips. I was glad that I had put her in place when she tried to push me to the side. “She has guts." I muttered, turning around to leave but Finn grabbed my arm. "You're leaving just like that.” He mumbled. "I didn't come out here to meet you.” I said, yanking my hand off his grip. Holding my robes together, I mouthed, "See you inside.” I was going to leave again but he stopped me. “Did you really kiss me?” He asked, his tone low and unreadable, like he wasn’t sure if he should challenge me or pull me into his arms again.I didn’t answer him directly, instead, I raised my chin, studying his face like it was the first time we were meeting. “I just saved your life,” I huffed before turning away and stepping into the compound like the brief kiss hadn’t nearly short circuited my entire body.Still gripping my robes, I started walking quickly, not out of confidence, but because I could feel my

North’s POVIt was the weekend so I decided to take a day off to recharge and get ready for the following week which had been packed full with different activities for me. Before I woke up that morning, Finn was gone. I hadn't seen him last night and this morning too, he left without even saying a little hi to me. To relax, I made my way to the balcony, wearing a satin robe with nothing but a bikini inside like I was at the beach.With crossed legs, I was flipping through the pages of the romance novel I was reading but I wasn't going past the first few paragraphs which I had re-read more than three times. The words blurred before my eyes for the third time in less than ten minutes. I wasn’t even following the story anymore. My eyes might have been trained on the book, but my mind was elsewhere. It had been a few days already but my mind was still consumed by the memory of the event I had attended with Finn.Correction: the event I walked into alone, after Raiden asked me to. Let

Finn’s POVThe lights in the bar were dim as the low music from the DJ’s speaker was humming in the background..It was not too loud to disturb the atmosphere but just enough to drown the thoughts that were clawing at my head.About fifteen minutes ago when I arrived, I went to the far end of the mahogany counter, making myself comfortable in our usual booth. While waiting for Raiden, I began to swirl a glass of scotch between my fingers like it held all the answers I couldn’t say aloud.Friday nights were routine for me and Raiden’s. It had been a habit from senior high school and even after fifteen years later, we still maintained the routine. It is a time where we talk about everything that went on during the week, setting us up for the new week.Leaning forward, I pushed my hand into my hair as I let out a low wince.“North." I mumbled, biting the side of my lips. Out of everything that had happened that week, it was hers that occupied all the space in my head. Swirling the sco

North’s POVLast night, I went to bed in fury because of Liam. I didn't even pick his call as it was the wrong timing. Just when I had set things straight with Finn, his call came in disrupting everything.This morning, Finn was gone even before I woke up. I didn't bother making breakfast as I couldn't eat alone so I got ready and went to work. At the moment, I was sitting behind my desktop, scrolling through my emails which were filled with declined offers.I was almost giving up when an email from Caleb’s company popped up on my screen. With my heart in my mouth, I clicked on it, staring at the screen of my laptop as the bold header stared back at me like a dream I hadn’t dared to have. Even now, rereading it for the fifth time, it didn’t feel real.He wanted me, not as a chef but an event planner for his engagement party. It felt so surreal that I felt myself floating in the air. My lips parted in disbelief for the hundredth time as I scanned the lines again for confirmation.

North's POV The event stretched for two more hours and by the time they were done, I was drained of all my energy. My whole body ached like I had worked overtime but still, I enjoyed every bit of it.“I will give you a call." Isla said, blowing me a kiss as Caleb opened the door of his vehicle.“Should I do that for you too?" Finn asked, his face a few inches from mine as his cologne messed with my head. I wanted to grab him by the cuff of his shirt and gobble him up that instant. “Let's go." His voice snapped me back to the present as he intertwined his hands with mine.To live up to Isla’s theory of having the perfect marriage, I was clinging to Finn and he reciprocated all of my acts. The moment he shut the door of his car behind me, I slid through the chair, letting out a relieved sigh as my head was pounding and my cheeks hurting from smiling too much. “Your seatbelt." Finn said as the engine purred into life. Snapping my head to face him, I saw that his jaw was clenched an

North’s POV“Then we should put on a show, what do you think?" Finn asked, sliding his hand over my waist as he pulled me to himself. Before I could realize what was going on, his soft lips were against mine, his tongue tangled with mine. When he finally pulled away, I was out of breath but he looked normal. The fact that he still had an effect on me even after all I had done to keep him at arms length was killing. “Shall we?" He asked, nodding at our reserved table at the front of the hall.“Sure." I nodded, allowing him to lead me to our table. It was my first time attending one of these high society events as a guest and not a caterer or staff member. And honestly? It felt like I had just stepped into another world.The ballroom was the epitome of grandeur, ornate chandeliers dripped from the ceiling, marble floors that gleamed under the dim lighting, and guests adorned in designer labels with perfect posture and curated smiles. There was a rhythm to it all. Waiters floated

Blue’s POV“Have a nice day." I said, shaking hands with all of the directors present until I got to the last. “You too." They replied. As the next chairwomen of Nexus Corporation, my father has suggested I meet with the directors before the formal introduction which was going to be held by the weekend. “We are going to help you in every little way we can." Mr. Langston said and with a smile on my lips, I nodded in appreciation. One after the other, they took their leave until I was the only one left in my office. Reclining against my table, I used my fingers to trace the corners of my name plaque, my smile growing even wider. Nine months ago, I was the wife of Caruso Milton. Fast forward to nine months later, I was the heiress of Nexus Corporation, one out of the three largest cologmerate in the country. Pushing my hair behind my ear, I plopped on my chair, a low sigh escaping from my lips as I turned on the TV. The headlines caught my attention, so I decided to keep watchin

Blue's POVWhat I had expected was, the trial was going to go on forever but to my surprise, it didn't last up to half an hour. Now, that wasn't the interesting part. Feebee kept to her promise and I was released on a bail. Surprised with the outcome of the trial, I couldn't move my feet even after the court session had been declared over. The previous night, I had already said my last prayer to my maker for a safe sojourn into the world beyond but, that wasn't going to happen anymore.At this point, I had no idea if I should be happy or sad. “I told you, I'm going to make sure you're released.” Feebeee’s voiced out, announcing her presence in the process and at once I grabbed her hand. With tears rolling down my cheeks, I tried to speak but my tongue was heavy so I couldn't move the organ. “How am I going to repay you?” I asked when I finally found my tongue. “I don't even know you yet you…” “You were accused wrongly; you don't deserve to be locked behind bars.” She shrugged.

Blue's POVIt was a week now after that incident, yet I couldn't stop thinking about Becca's last words to me. What was she talking about? Her sudden switch from being my best friend to something else was something I just couldn't comprehend no matter how much I thought about it. Sliding through the wall to the floor, I pulled my feet to my chin, the merry laughter of my prison mate from the other room filling my ear. Because of my previous status as the daughter in law of Victor Reece, I was given a private cell as I awaited my trial. According to him, that was the last thing he could do for me and he will never forgive me for killing his son’s best friend. “Breakfast is ready.” The warden said, pushing a tray into the room. “You should eat… you wouldn't want to embark on the journey of eternity with an empty stomach.” His words were followed by laughter from his colleagues. Ignoring their mocking words, I dug into my meal which I finished in a few minutes. Now pacing around

Caruso's POV This was a huge mess. How did Blue get mixed up in something like this? When the chef came running in earlier, I had just arrived at the lobby of the hotel after confirming Blue’s whereabouts from Becca, her best friend; I had just returned from a business trip when the caretaker informed me that they had been unable to get hold of Blue since the previous night. The chef kept rambling but the moment I got the message he was trying to pass, I rushed to the scene. Archer was stone dead, next to him was my wife who was trembling and covered in blood. Blue was a gentle soul, I can attest to that without batting an eyelid. I can't imagine her hurting a fly; talk less of killing a grown human who was triple her size. Cleaning her up was the first thought that came to mind but I could barely perform this before the reporters swarmed in. It wasn’t up to half an hour when the chef learnt of the situation but there were reporters on ground to take coverage. Grabbing the d

Blue’s POV“Blood.” I gasped, my eyes growing wide with fright as I tried to comprehend what was going on.The moment it ticked, I parted my lips only to let out an ear-splitting scream the next second as my heart rammed against my chest in quick successions.“No, how come? This can't be from me…” I panicked, trying to locate a bleeding spot on my body, but there was none. Neither was I feeling pain.“What’s all this about?” I muttered, turning around slowly, only to halt midway as cold chills ran down my spine.This time, I couldn't make a sound.Numbed to my brain, I fell on the floor with a thud, staring at the corpse of Archer, my husband's best friend, on the bed. His eyes, once full of life, were now wide open, staring into nothingness. A deep wound marred his chest and the sheets beneath him soaked in his blood. Still trying to comprehend what was happening, a low knock resounded in the room, and at once, my heartbeat skyrocketed.Unsure of what to do, I grabbed the duvet in