Vol 5 Novels & Stories

Violet POV I stared at the signed contract when I woke, finally believing it wasn’t a dream, I have reread it for the fifth time now and I didn’t know what prompted this generosity from Aleksei but I knew it had nothing to do with genuinety. 20% SHARES TRANSFERRED BY ALEKSEI CARMENE FROM CARMENE LTD TO VIOLET VALE CARMENE. The first thing that came to my mind was to hire Antonio as my right hand man, I needed him close by, someone whose loyalty wasn’t bought with the Carmen coin. I dialed his number and he picked at the first ring .

I prayed day and night that Melissa would never suffer what I did, and I felt so filthy that I didn't even deserve a place to be in her memory anymore. How absurd to think of this now. When I was drowning in that pond and barely conscious... I looked toward Melissa. Was I hoping for something? I didn't know. I only knew she was the woman I once loved… But she didn't look at me. She was kissing Connor like nobody was around. Of course. If Melissa had ever felt anything for me, would I be in this situation after five long years? "How dare that creature defile you with those eyes of his?" Connor noticed my stare and scowled with disgust.

I was already doing 70 mph when he ran straight into the path of the car, arms outstretched, trying to block my escape. I couldn't brake in time. The impact sent him flying. He hit the asphalt hard, blood pouring from his mouth. But he was still moving. A werewolf's damn healing ability. I got out of the car and walked toward him. Kaelen struggled to his feet, staggering toward the rejection papers that had scattered across the ground. Some of the pages were already stained with his blood. He picked them up, one by one, and then—he started shoving them into his mouth.

Except this one was dry. Untouched. A folded note rested on top. Noah unfolded it. The handwriting matched the damaged notebook perfectly. You found the wrong journal. Ava felt the room grow colder. Noah opened the new journal. The first page contained only a single sentence. My name is Adrian Voss, and if Noah Volkov is reading this, then I have already been dead for ten years. The room fell silent. Daniel looked at Noah. “So…” He swallowed hard. “The fifth man finally has a name.”

No matter how vivid a story once was, it would eventually become a part of the past. I closed my eyes. This time, the image that came to mind was no longer of Julian's clear, cool eyes on that snowy mountain.

Tell me what you think of the story so far. Some of the contents are jumbled up here and there because of some details that I forgot about. I hope you still find the story interesting to keep reading. See you next volume! Volume 5: Scarlett War II Thank you! o7