Double Crossed Novels & Stories

She felt it in her bones. Naomi had urged her to leave it alone, to wait for Adrian to come forward. But Amara’s heart ached with a truth she could no longer deny. if she waited for Adrian, she would be waiting forever. He would protect her with silence until there was nothing left between them but walls. And Amara Collins was done living in shadows. Adrian’s phone buzzed on his desk, jolting him from his spiraling thoughts. A message from his head of security lit the screen: Cross spotted leaving a private club in Mayfair. Accompanied by two unknowns. Photos to follow.

Blinding. Something collides with the back of my skull and my world tips. I collapse forward, hands scraping against the floor, vision flickering. The voice changes. Now female. Cold. Detached. “He talks too much.” My blood sings in my ear. My body is failing me, limbs heavy as lead. The man speaks again, voice lower. “He’s remembering, that’s the problem.” I try to lift my head and everything spins. Then I feel it–something brushing my face. Fabric. Tight. Restricting.

The lines were crossing now. And there was no turning back.

Now, all at once, it hit me that everything I had given over the years had been nothing more than a one-sided effort. I was just about to book a flight when I realized I had forgotten my ID and passport, so I had no choice but to return home. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted by a mess all over the floor. Leftover snacks were scattered everywhere, along with half-finished dishes left behind. Right by the bedroom door lay something impossible to miss—a box of levonorgestrel pills and a piece of wine-red lingerie. Willow had never liked being physically intimate with me. Even Naomi's existence had come from a drunken incident.

“Cassian, listen to me. If you care about Sera being twice-married, we can sue Alaric. “Claim fraud, and annul the marriage. How about that?” Harold knew full well that if this wedding fell through, those patents would no longer be available for his company. Who knew? I might even take revenge. So, looking at Isolde he gritted his teeth and said, “Fine. You just need to marry Sera. You like this girl, you can keep her. “It doesn’t matter. We won’t object.” But Seraphina did not share his thoughts. “What right do you have to share a man with me?”

୨୧ ⏔⏔⏔⏔♡⏔⏔⏔⏔ ୨୧ What choice would Izzy make when her two worlds finally collided?

"Watch." He leaned over my shoulder completely now, his weight pressing against my back. I held my breath, terrified to move, terrified of how fast my heart was thumping against my ribs. He brought the pen down to the page, crossing out my title with three heavy ink lines. Right below it, in bold, aggressive strokes, he wrote: The Psychology of Forbidden Attraction. I stared at the words. "Are you crazy? I can’t present that with your sister."

“Croissants. From the place that pretends they’re from Paris.” “Bless you,” I muttered, taking one. Lila perched on the arm of the couch, crossing one leg over the other. “So… I woke up to your face all over my feed again. It’s giving ‘star-crossed scandal sequel.’” I groaned. “Please don’t start.” She grinned. “Relax. I’m not judging. I’m just saying — the man looked like a walking heartbreak out there. You could feel the tension through the photos.”

Swish! Old Cross was slashed by the silver sword energy. With widened eyes, his body split into two. He was as dead as he could be!

After this one meal I doubt our paths will ever cross again. &&&