Novels by Favoured Pen

Lacy's POV Hearing the part where Zella was locked up in the hotel room, the memories flood back into my head. I remember everything until the moment I died and encountered Aragon. I understand and agree that Ronan, Lizzie, Carina, and Valour have to pay for taking everything that belonged to me and causing my death. I want to jump on it right away and release myself to be reborn fifteen years back as my old self, Zella. But what about the life I have built as Lacy? The fact that I have been living another person's life all this time is a pain in my bones. If I had chosen right, I wouldn't have met Vincent, Celeste, or anyone who caused me pain in my current life. "It's not as easy as you think again," I begin. Aragon and Zella exchange glances. "I understand that look. Revenge is the sweetest thing to my ears right now, but I have built a life as Lacy. I wouldn't say I truly enjoyed my life as Lacy until now, but some things will hold me back from choosing to return to my old self

(FLASHBACK) Zella's POV It wasn't long before my hopes were shattered because Dave walked into the church, accompanied by his groomsmen. He was the groom. He should think I was the bride shouldn't he? Maybe the stunt was pulled by my mother because she had already shown me that she had no love for me whatsoever. I didn't even believe I was a Midnight by birth because how could a mother treat her biological child like that? Dave was my only hope. I expected him to put an end to the madness that was being displayed. I ran to him. "Dave, please tell them you're getting married to me. Tell them you are in love with me and not Lizzie. We planned this wedding Dave, you're supposed to be getting married to me and not Lizzie." I held Dave's hands so tight that they turned red. "That's enough Zella! You've done enough. You have to leave now, and let your daughter marry in peace." Mother interrupted, preventing Dave from giving me an answer. I still held on to his hands, waiting for an ans

(FLASHBACK) Zella's POV It was on a beautiful Saturday morning. A day I had anticipated for a long time. I was to get married to the love of my life, whom we had been engaged to since I was fifteen. I grew to love him and he did the same. Though I sometimes felt like I was the one who loved him more. Finally, we were getting married. I was twenty-five years old, and by that time I had successfully made myself a billionaire and, of course, made my father one too. You wonder how that could be possible? I happened to be a blessed lady when it came to business, and at a very young age, I had secured my place in the business world with my perfume company. My only best friend and maid, Piper was the one I appointed to do my makeup and prepare me for the wedding. I trusted her more than anyone, and I didn't have friends. Most of the ladies in my cycle were golddiggers in friends' form. So I didn't get too close to any of them. Piper had been preparing me for the wedding. "Ma'am, Zella,

Lacy's POV "Aragon is a mischievous god known as the god of crossroads. I haven't seen him before. But I have read about him in books and even heard from people who had encountered him. He had lived for thousands of years, yet he doesn't appear to age, according to what I have read about him. He oversees life transitions, such as birth, death, fate, and personal choices. My grandma said he appears to anyone who dies with an unresolved destiny and offers paths." Martha goes on and on in explaining who this Aragon guy is. But honestly, I don't see a connection in everything she has said. It doesn't relate in any way to the strange dreams I have been having, nor does it explain a bit about the voice in my head. "You seem to understand everything the seer said back there. Why don't you explain to me in clear English instead of boring me with fantasies you read from your novel?" I push. "Ma'am Lacy, I can't explain to you because I don't know who or which you are exactly. I'm just

Lacy's POV Honestly, I don't know what to call myself right now. "A fool, who will eventually end up like me if care is not taken." There goes that voice again. And yes, she's right. But I ignore her. How do I explain the fact that I didn't think twice before granting Vincent's request after all he had done to me and after the clear warning of the voice? "On one condition," I had replied when he asked for my blood. "What? Ask for anything and it's yours." Vincent's surprised words. He didn't expect the process to be as simple as that. "Maria's freedom." The stupid words came out of my mind. He was shocked at my request. "Maria? Your former maid?" "Yes. That Maria. I want her to go back to town with me." I replied. "Consider it done!" He declared. What was I thinking? Maria is not even related to me. Is my blood not too heavy as a sacrifice for her freedom? Maria had mentioned in one of our phone conversations how badly she wanted out of all the dramas in Vincent's Palace. I

Lacy's POV There have been a lot of changes around here, but the rage in me didn't permit me to take it in. The palace is strangely quiet unlike how it used to buzz when I was here. Brent looks lean and pale and I guess it's from the stress of searching for Vincent. His six-pack, I'm sure, would have reduced to four with the way they look in his clothes. Vincent is in a wheelchair, and a part of his legs has swollen with a tiny wound on it. This couldn't be a snake bite. No. Rather, he looks like he looked back then when he almost died from the deadly thing that was injected into him. Has he been injected with another deadly vaccine? The thoughts play through my head until Martha comes in with Anna. She looks pale and starved. Maria made us understand that she was declared missing after being released from the dungeon by Vincent's mother and Celeste. I had wondered what they had done to her but thank heavens she's safe. I don't miss Martha's relief as she escorts her into the me

Iris’s POV Lucian locked me in his study after he got the message that Jacob had invaded the pack. I banged at the door with all my might, but it didn't budge.I had transformed successfully back at the Luna's pack. I should be able to break this door, but I couldn't. I wasn't even with my phone, so I couldn't call anyone.I paced about, tired and confused. Then I remembered something.“Ira!” I gasped.“Yeah, yeah. What a great person you are, only remembering you had a wolf when you are stuck.” The nosy voice snickered.Oh, my bad. Ira snickered.“I'm so sorryyy. I’ve been going though alot—”“By alot, you mean all the touching and kiss—”“Ahhh!” Iris exclaimed, covering her face.“Don't act shy now, you weren't shy when he was—”“Please Ira.” I muttered.“Please what? You clearly enjoyed it when he placed—”That was it. Any more from her, and I might just die from embarrassment.“I need your help to get out of here. A war is about to begin!” I exclaimed.“A war? Interesting. I can'

Lucian's POV She was back, and I knew. Her absence these few weeks drove me crazy. When she left, I had promised that I wouldn't follow her, but I couldn't help myself.I went to the Luna's pack before her, making sure she wouldn't face any trouble. If I could have my will, I'd have stalked her till she got back. But I didn't want to hurt her feelings, as she was determined to see the end of it alone.I sat in my study, drinking. I had been drinking for days, and it was taking effect slowly as I began to feel tipsy.Then I felt another presence, as the study door opened, it was her. It seemed she had discovered that her fingerprints were the password to the door.I held my breath as I watched her walk in. I noticed she had curled her hair, and those green eyes sparkled so brightly. Her cheeks had become fuller, and she was even more curvier. My little mouse had added weight."Lucian." She called in that sweet little voice of hers, and I could feel a part of my body reacting to it.Ir

Iris's POV A burst of pain shot out in my body, and my eyes opened slowly. I felt my bones ache, and a panging headache gripped me. I was on the floor, sitting in the middle of the women who were chanting earlier.I remembered walking into their middle as instructed by the Luna, whatever happened next, eluded my memory. This time, Elora was also with them but something was obviously wrong.The way they stared at me, in both awe, fear and admiration. What was going on?"Ahhhh!" I screamed as the pain got much worse.Then all of a sudden, I could feel my bones breaking, no, stretching and the pain intensified."Make it stopppp!" I growled, shocked at how deep my voice was.Then I slowly raised my hands up, what the hellll?My hands were unusually large, with white furs covering it. And my nails were white, long and sharp.Wait a minute, these were not nails, but claws...I was...transforming.The pain continued, and I gripped my head swearing at it to stop. After what seemed like fore

Iris's POV I sat, listening to Lucian attentively as he told me about my mother's pack. He had gone deeper in his investigations."The Luna's pack is one dominated by women. And most of the women tend to inherit special powers." He explained."But I don't possess any." I sighed."Funny you'd say that, after you'd sent your father into a coma." He chuckled.I hated my father, but yet I couldn't help but feel slightly guilty. He was in a coma now as he was diagnosed with severe head trauma. The bashing on his head was too much. I couldn't still believe I did that, I felt like an animal."It was fun watching you do that. It did something to me." His voice turned hoarse."You're crazy." I shook my head.Lucian could have stopped me, but he didn't let me beat my father till he was a second away from being dead."I would say your powers were sealed, which explains why you turned out wolfless. But for what reason, it's still unknown." He said."I'll find the pack, myself." I was filled wit

Iris's POV I had done nothing wrong, but I still couldn't help but feel bad at the same time. The hurt on his face and all, kept flashing in my head."Ugh!" I groaned."He isn't bad. He's hot too! Girlll, you can have them both." The nosy voice chuckled.What the!"Keep shut!" I exclaimed alarmingly.I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I bumped into someone."So-" The words got caught up in my throat as I saw who I had bumped into, Selene.She sneered at me, flipping her short, brown hair. She was tall, and it pissed me off that I had to look up to her."Look what we have here, the little whore." She chuckled, and I glared hard at her.A look of surprised flashed in her eyes as she stared at me, she obviously did expect that. Obviously because the former me was quite calm."What? Are you done whoring around Jacob while your beast of a husband is in your house? And I must say, your husband is hot." She laughed."Since you're taking what's mine, it wouldn't hurt if I play around wit

Iris's POV I sat by my mother's bedside, filled with worry. She looked so pale and fragile, and she coughed profusely. Lucian sat by my side, and it felt comforting that he was here. To be honest, I didn't expect him to follow me here.My mother had employed a maid, and it was she who called to inform me of my mother's illness. Her name was Maya, and she was by the bedside, tending to my mother.With the look in her eyes, I could tell that her relationship with my mother was closer than employer-employee. The doctor had just left, after dropping off drugs to be taken. Even the doctor didn't know what was wrong with her; he just provided drugs to manage the illness and ease her pain a bit."Iris, you're here." My mother said, as her eyes were half-opened. Her voice was weak."Yes, Mama." I held her hands."I don't have much time, but before I die, you need to know something. It saddens me that you must hear it this way, on such an occasion." She smiled sadly."Don't say such words, mu