Novels by Moriane

The door swung open slowly.For one brief second, nobody moved.The humid night air drifted into the building, carrying the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore. The silence that followed felt heavier than any shouted threat.Martil stood in the doorway.Kaleb was beside him.Neither looked happy.Neither looked tired.Neither looked uncertain.And that was the problem.I had seen angry men before.I had seen violent men before.But the most dangerous people were never the ones screaming.They were the ones who had already made up their minds.Martil stepped inside first.The overhead light cast shadows across his face, sharpening every hard angle.His expression was unreadable.Kaleb closed the door behind them.The click echoed throughout the room.Suddenly, the building felt much smaller.“You found me,” I said lightly.Martil didn’t answer.That silence bothered me more than I wanted to admit.I folded my arms and leaned against the wall.“What’s wrong?” I asked. “No

People always called Martil dangerous.They whispered his name like it carried a curse. They talked about him in lowered voices, as if saying it too loudly would somehow summon him into the room.It amused me.Because people like Martil were easy to understand.Predictable.Violent men always were.Everyone thought violence made someone complicated.It didn’t.Violence simplified people.Push the right button, and they reacted.Threaten something they loved, and they moved exactly where you wanted them to move.The truly dangerous people weren’t the ones carrying guns.They were the ones standing behind the curtain, deciding where the guns should point.I sat in the dark maintenance building and smiled to myself.Outside, the ocean wind rattled softly against the walls. Somewhere in the distance, tourists were laughing, drinking, enjoying vacations they couldn’t afford.Meanwhile, Martil was probably losing his mind.Good.That was exactly where I wanted him.The woman had done her jo

Martil’s povI made her wait. I forced her to remain in the room, promising that I’d come back for her soon. I didn’t want her to deal with Girad.The moment I stepped out of the villa, I knew I was done playing games. For weeks, I had been trying to give Corleone peace.Just peace. Something neither of us had ever truly had.Three weeks of laughter. Three weeks of waking up beside her. Three weeks of watching her smile more than she’d cried.Three weeks and now Girad had managed to destroy all of it in a single night.The thought alone was enough to make my hands curl into fists.Kaleb was already waiting outside when I reached the driveway. Percy stood beside him with her phone in hand, her expression tense. The moment she saw me, she immediately straightened.“I have his location.”My eyes locked onto hers. “Talk.”Percy swallowed. “He’s inside the property.”Kaleb cursed under his breath. I didn’t. I was too calm for that. I was too angry. The dangerous thing about rage wasn’t sho

Corleone’s povI hated that I was crying over this.Of all the things life had thrown at me, of all the battles Martil and I had survived together, it felt ridiculous that one woman could walk into a dinner and completely destroy my peace. Yet there I was, standing in the middle of our bedroom with tears burning my eyes and my suitcase open on the bed. The villa suddenly felt too large around me. It felt too quiet and too empty. Every corner seemed to echo with things I didn’t want to think about. The dress I had worn to dinner laid discarded on a chair while I angrily shoved clothes into my luggage without bothering to fold them properly.“Stupid,” I muttered under my breath.I wasn’t even sure who I was talking about anymore. Was it the woman downstairs? Martil? Or myself? Maybe all three of us deserved it.My chest hurt in a way I hated admitting. It wasn’t because I was angry. It was not because I was confused. But because I was hurt. Because somewhere along the line, I’d falle

Martil’s PovIt started at dinner.A quiet evening. Controlled. Carefully arranged like everything else in my life when I wanted it to stay calm for more than five minutes.Corleone was sitting across from me, relaxed for once, her fingers loosely wrapped around a glass of water. Percy was talking about something ridiculous, Kaleb was pretending not to listen, and I had just started to think—foolishly—that maybe we could have one normal night.Then the doors opened.And everything changed.The woman walked in like she had every right to be there.That alone should have warned me.Her eyes scanned the room quickly before locking onto me.“Martil,” she said.Silence hit instantly.Corleone’s hand paused mid-air.Kaleb straightened slightly.Percy stopped talking.I didn’t move.Because I already knew trouble when I saw it.“What are you doing here?” I asked calmly.The woman smiled.Not kindly.Not hesitantly.Like she had rehearsed this moment.“I think you already know why.”Corleone

Percy’s PovThe idea of a group trip sounded simple when Kaleb first said it.Too simple.Like none of us had complicated histories, unresolved emotions, or people we actively avoided in crowded rooms.But somehow, we still agreed.Martil handled the arrangements like everything in his life—quietly, efficiently, without asking for opinions he had no intention of following. Corleone just went along with him like she always did, trusting him in a way that still made me slightly jealous if I thought about it too long.And me?I was going because Kaleb was going.That alone was already a problem I refused to unpack too deeply.The moment we arrived at the coastal country, everything felt different.Warmer.Softer.Like the air itself didn’t know how to hold onto pain for too long.The villa was absurdly large, perched close enough to the ocean that the waves sounded like they were trying to break into the house. White walls. Open terraces. Glass everywhere.Kaleb immediately started unpac

Thalia’s pov I have been pacing around my room for more than an hour. I wasn’t worried because Eirik was with my kids. I was more worried about him finding out he owns my kid. William.William had every single characteristic of Eirik. He only took my eyes. He took every other feature from Eirik. As much as it wasn’t annoying, I couldn’t let Eirik find out I was pregnant before I divorced him.“Why are you worried?” My mom walked in with two trays while she used her leg to close the door.I hurried to help her out by taking one of the trays from her. “What are you talking about?”“I could hear your pacing steps from the kitchen and it almost got on my nerves.” She said, sitting down.I sighed. “I am very worried.”“You can’t hide it from him forever.” She sighed too.I nodded because she was right. “But I don’t think I am ready to let him know.”“Don’t be surprised that William already knows.”The look of worriness disappeared from my face and got replaced with the look of shock. I wa

Mirelle’s povI stood up from the couch, pacing around the one room that I managed to rent. My problems were starting to choke me off badly.I was living in the slums. I hated everything about my life. The strong bricks I had built had crumbled hard. I had no job, no money for food let alone the one to get a good and furnished apartment. If I was still with Eirik, the situation would be different. It was always different. He had a mansion. A well furnished home while I was stuck in this smelly room. Thank goodness an old woman agreed to allow me pack in with such short notice.“Thalia.” I fumed, grinding my teeth hard.I was ruined because of her. She caused all of these. Why did she have to come back into the country? Why? Why did she crawl back into Eirik’s life? Why did she come back, disrupting my plans!I was beyond irritated and angry. The level of anger I felt could not be quenched easily. All my plans…the ones I’ve had since we were in university, there was no way I’d allow i

Eirik's pov I didn't know why Thalia left in a hurry. She didn't even wait to see Ianth. Although, the doctor said he shouldn't be disturbed and that we could likely see him the next day instead.I didn't go home. There was nothing to go back to. I slept on the chair, in front of my son's ward. I was still very afraid for him. He was out of coma but what if something else happened again?My mom who could harm him was already in jail. There was no need for me to be scared for him anymore. I hoped his health would get better and more better without any complications. Morning came like the other night never existed. I was the first to enter Ianth's ward after the doctor ran some checks on him again to make sure he was stable."Dad!" Ianth shouted immediately he saw me.No, he was already up. It didn't even look like he had been in coma except for the fact that he looked really lean. He was already sitting down on the bed, watching television. "Oh, my boy." I hugged him back with so mu

Thalia's povI didn't say anything. I just wanted to enjoy the silent moment as I focused on wiping Ianth's body. It wasn't dirty but that was how I had been doing it for a while now.Ianth was still my son. I was going to take care of him as one. He was sick so I wouldn't abandon him because of that. I needed him to get well quickly. All of a sudden, Ianth suddenly started gasping for breath. His chest rose and fell numerous times. My heartbeat accelerated in fear. I called the doctor quickly. "Rachel, how is it going?" Eirik didn't leave me as he approached the doctor for update.Doctor Rachel exhaled, "Fortunately, he stayed." Doctor Clark said,At first, I didn't understand what he said."Ianth is quite strong. He refused to give up even after so many complications that surrounded his health. But you need to be careful from now on." He added. He stayed meant that he was alive, right?Instant relief flooded my heart. Ianth was fine. He was actually fine."Is he out of coma?" Eir

Eirik's pov"What is next now?" Lorion questioned, walking into the room.I thought he had left. What was he still doing here? He should have gone. I only wanted to be alone for a while. I needed to fully regret my life choices and the kind of consequences I was suffering from."Stop it, Eirik. The main reason why you were in all of these mess has been taken out of the way. Stop sulking, it won't solve anything. What is next?""Nothing, Lorion." I almost snapped at him. "Nothing is next. I do not have anything in mind. I do not even want to do anything. I just want to be alone."Lorion sat on the floor beside where where I sat. "Eirik, I understand how you feel.""No, you don't. I have lost everything except this house we are in. I lost my wife, my son is in the hospital barely alive....I do not have anything else to my name. Nothing is next, Lorion. Everything has fallen."Lorion sighed, "Well, you are wrong. You still have the company.""What are you talking about? I gave the compan

Eirik’s pov"Eirik, are you alright?" Lorion questioned.I chuckled bitterly, drinking straight from the alcohol bottle. "You are not the one whose life is ruined. My company was taken away. My marriage was destroyed. My only child is fighting for his life in the hospital. What else remained? She made sure to destroy everything."Now, I was left with nothing. Lorion now had full control of my company. Thalia was gone forever which meant I had no wife or right to the baby she gave birth to four years ago. The son I called my own may be declared dead tomorrow morning if he decided not to wake up anymore.I didn't have anything else. There was nothing else left to fight for. The only thing I had right now was my life and I wouldn't even bother if it ended at the moment. "You are not so good with alcohol." Lorion tried to caution me but he didn't even take the bottle away from my hands.I sighed, pouring the bitter liquid into my mouth. The house I built for my family was now empty and l