Andrea McKellar sets out to investigate after she finds one of her closest friend dead in his apartment. After a series of clues pointing to the fact that his 'suicide' was not at all what it seemed she finds herself in a maze of confusion unsure of how to leave or what to do until she reunites with Cade Rollins, her childhood crush and the victim's cousin. Cade Rollins is your typical rich badboy player and someone who couldn't careless about anyone but himself, he returns to his home town and finds out that his cousin was murdered, he tries to find the person responsible but things prove difficult especially when the only person who has useful enough information for him is the one girl he loathes, the one girl he never wanted to set eyes on again, the only girl he ever loved, Drea McKellar. Will they be too caught up in the mixed feelings they share for each other to find out who the killer is, to realize that they may have a potential serial on their hands or that whoever it is might be hiding right under their noses.
Prologue
The black and white fur rug was stained with visible streaks and drops of blood but it eerily blended into the rug like it was part of the design, like it belonged there. I looked down at my hands that were soaked in blood.
"Can I go wash my hands?" My voice comes out hoarse and void of any emotion. I meet the gaze of the policeman who is sitting right opposite me and staring at me, he's been staring at me like that for some minutes now not asking any questions. I don't know what he was waiting for me to say and I was tired of sitting at a place, I was getting uncomfortable.
"You can go when we're done". I tear my eyes away from his and look out the window as the ambulance disappears from sight, the siren fading. My vision begins to blur but I blink it away.
Tap
Tap
Tap
I look down at where the noise is coming from, the officers' left leg. He's tapping his leg slowly on the rug, the rug underneath his feet creating a soft rhythm with his shoe, making me want to rip his leg out from his body because I crave silence and hearing the relaxing sound is ironically making me a little antsy but that would be a little violent and would grace him with part of the reaction he's hoping for.
"Is there anything you want to say Andrea?" He keeps his eyes on me like he's looking to read my reaction as he talks but I just stare at him blankly, ignoring his scrutiny.
"No".
"I heard you're supposed to leave for college in a week". I shrug and shift my gaze back to the bloody rug.
"Tell me what happened". He prods, this is the third time he's asking me to tell him what had happened and it is annoying. I know what he wants though, for me to slip up and say something different than what I said the first two times.
"I already told you". I shift a bit in my chair to adjust my position and feel a stab of pain at my side; it was probably a small gash from the knife. He nods and glances round the room.
"Are you sure there's nothing else you want to say or add...that you might have forgotten". He repeats and keeps on staring, waiting for any slight indication that I'm lying.
"You've already asked me that". I figured he had a bad habit of repeating himself but seriously, what did he want me to say, that I'm the one who did it, that I killed someone and made the call to 911 to drive the suspicion away from me? I could see that it was somewhat suspicious that I was the only one at the crime scene and I was covered in blood, the blood of the victim but that didn't prove anything.
He stands and drops a card on the coffee table that rests between us.
"Call me if you remember anything or you just need to talk, you're father's on his way". I nod and he leaves. I pick up the card to see the police department's number and his personal number, getting up I toss it in the bin.
There's no way I was ever going to call anyone from the police or even slightly connected to the police, he probably just gave it to me so I would know where to call if I ever felt guilty enough to confess not because he cared about my safety or because he would listen to whatever I had to say. They wanted me to confess, to take the fall for a crime I didn't commit, a murder. They wanted someone to pin the crime on so the case would be closed quickly, but I wasn't the killer.
I wasn't a murderer
Yet.
"I want a divorce!" Ryan demanded, despite the fact that he had cheated on her with his ex. ~ Serena is no longer the quiet, romantic lady Ryan Winters married and divorced five years ago. Now the CEO of Rocky's Designs, she is bright, unwavering, and unapologetic about her independence-a far cry from the woman Ryan remembers. When fate brings them back into one another's lives, Ryan is forced to confront the truth about their past, their newfound hot chemistry, and a surprising revelation; Serena has a daughter who may be his. But Ryan's girlfriend, Kate, isn't prepared to lose him again. She will do whatever it takes to keep Ryan in her grasp-even if it means destroying Serena's life and the corporate empire she has built. What happens when Serena's now peaceful life is being disrupted? Will Serena lose once again or will she seize this billionaire's heart?
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!