Novels by Akina

Marcus stepped toward the corner of the street, the sound of his footsteps muffled by the cold concrete floor. He took a deep breath, trying to capture the fresh night air, even though a hint of worry lingered in his heart.This city, usually bustling, now felt quiet, as if waiting for something unexpected. He looked around, ensuring no one was watching him. Despite the risks of this meeting, he felt it was the right step.In the pocket of his coat, his hand brushed against a note he had written earlier. The information was invaluable and could change everything. Marcus knew that if he failed tonight, the consequences could be severe.He felt his heartbeat quicken as their eyes met. The woman had a mixed expression, as if waiting and worried at the same time. He stepped inside, taking in the warm and intimate atmosphere of the café, a stark contrast to the darkness outside. Soft lights cast a warm glow, creating a

Richard looked at him for a moment before speaking. “You need to decide, Marcus. Are you fighting for revenge, or are you fighting to protect what’s yours? Because those are two very different battles.”For a moment, Marcus said nothing, his mind filled with conflicting emotions. He respected his uncle’s wisdom, but the thought of Prescott and Evelyn together ignited a fire he couldn’t extinguish.One side of him urged immediate action, to retaliate against all the pain caused. Yet the other side recognized that revenge would only add to the chaos, ruining everything he had built. He knew he had to find balance—a way to protect what was precious without getting trapped in a cycle of hatred.The tension deepened, and Marcus felt the weight of the decision pressing on him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his swirling thoughts. He needed to think clearly and plan his next moves care

Each second felt like it slowed down, and Marcus felt an overwhelming wave of emotion. The beautiful memories with Evelyn, the moments when they dreamed about the future together, now loomed in a dark light. He felt as if he had been betrayed not just by Evelyn, but also by the world he believed in.In the silence of the room, Marcus struggled to maintain his composure. The pain stung, reminding him of all he had sacrificed. He remembered how hard he fought to move on after Evelyn's departure. Now, hearing that she was involved with Prescott made everything feel futile.His colleagues' eyes were on him, filled with attention and concern. They sensed the tension hanging in the air. Marcus knew he had to regain control of the situation. He couldn't let his emotions take over; he had to act wisely.He looked at Richard, trying to suppress the anger bubbling within him. Deep down, he was determined to find the truth. He coul

The soft hum of the city echoed outside as Marcus Carter leaned back in his leather chair, his fingers interlocked beneath his chin. The office lights cast a gentle glow on his sharp features, the tension in his jaw betraying the calm he was desperately trying to maintain. He had spent the last two years rebuilding himself, brick by brick, after Evelyn left his life. However, he did not anticipate the storm that would follow her departure.Every corner of this room reminded him of the beautiful moments they once shared. The photos on the walls, the neatly arranged books, even the strong aroma of coffee—all brought back painful memories. He remembered how Evelyn would sit on the sofa, laughing freely, sharing stories about her day. Now, all of that felt like an illusion, an ungraspable memory.Marcus struggled to forget, but Evelyn's shadow always haunted him. He recalled her smile, the way her eyes sparkled when she talked about their

The room felt increasingly cramped, and a sense of nostalgia warmed the otherwise tense atmosphere. Evelyn knew that beneath his tough exterior, Marcus harbored deep emotions, even as he tried to shut them away.She wanted to explore further, to remind Marcus of the beautiful moments they had shared, but the fear of rejection held her back. In the hanging silence, they stood facing each other, trapped in uncertainty, each struggling to find a way out of the darkness that had engulfed their relationship."I know you're hurting," she said, her voice slightly breaking. "And I know... I know I hurt you. I made mistakes, Marcus. I realize that now. I just... I thought maybe, after everything, we could try—""Stop." His voice was sharper this time, cutting through the tension like a knife. He took a step back, creating space between them. "Don't do this. Don't come here and act like you suddenly care."

In Marcus’s mind, various questions surfaced. Why had she returned? What did she want to say after so long apart? Every second felt heavy, as if time slowed, waiting for answers that never came.Outside, the wind blew fiercely, adding to the tense atmosphere. Marcus felt the cold attacking, but his heart was turbulent. Inside the room, piles of papers and documents lay scattered, waiting for attention that never came. Yet now, his focus was entirely on Evelyn.The decision he had to make felt increasingly urgent. In this silent yet meaningful moment, Marcus knew that everything was about to change. His pause at the threshold was not just a physical action; it was a symbol of everything that would happen next. As Evelyn stepped forward, the outside world seemed to vanish, leaving only the two of them and the tension that filled the air."I know." Her voice was soft, almost vulnerable. She stepped forward, and for a

Sebastian remained calm, though it was evident he was starting to tire of Sara’s anger."Sara, I didn’t mean to disregard you. But you weren’t here all day, and I tried calling you multiple times. Dinda really wanted to go outside. I couldn’t bear to say no to her."He spoke with a more serious tone, trying to explain the situation. Even though he knew Sara was under pressure, he hoped to provide a clearer perspective on his decision."That’s not an excuse! Don’t you know the risks? Dinda just had surgery, Sebastian! Fresh air, the possibility of infection—this could be dangerous!"Sara spoke with a trembling voice, half out of anger, half out of concern.She felt that every word she said was crucial, hoping to convey how serious the situat

Sara tried to calm herself, but anxiety and frustration continued to haunt her. Sara hoped to find someone who could give her more information about Dinda's whereabouts. Her daughter's safety was her main focus, and she wouldn't stop searching for her.In the midst of her panic, Sara suddenly remembered Sebastian. She frowned, feeling hesitant to contact her ex-husband.All this time, she had tried to avoid Sebastian as much as possible, limiting their communication only to important matters regarding Dinda. However, this situation left her with no choice.Taking a deep breath, Sara reached for her phone again and scrolled through her contacts. She knew that despite their complicated relationship, only Sebastian might know where Dinda was at that moment. With a racing heart, she dialed the number, hoping her ex-husband could provide the answers she d

When they arrived at the park, the fresh air and green scenery welcomed them. The warm afternoon sun made the atmosphere even more pleasant. Dinda took a deep breath, as if enjoying her freedom after days spent in the hospital room.“Dad, look! That yellow flower is so beautiful!” Dinda exclaimed, pointing at a patch of flowers growing near a small fountain.Sebastian pushed the wheelchair closer and sat beside Dinda. “Yes, it’s very beautiful. Just like you,” he said with a warm smile.Dinda beamed, happy with her dad's compliment. She took Sebastian's hand and held it tightly. “Thank you, Dad! I love these flowers,” she replied enthusiastically.They both enjoyed the moment, surrounded by the beauty of nature and the sound of water bubbling from the fountain. The calm and happy

Sebastian looked around anxiously, feeling uncertainty enveloping the atmosphere. He walked toward Dinda's bed and found the little girl lying quietly, although her face appeared tired. Gently, he placed the teddy bear and toys he brought beside Dinda, hoping to bring a little happiness amid this difficult situation.Sebastian tried to calm himself, feeling the tension slowly dissipate as he sat beside Dinda. He knew that even though Sara was absent, his presence could provide the support Dinda needed. Carefully, he held Dinda's hand, hoping his presence would give her a sense of safety and comfort."Where's Sara?" he murmured. However, before he could continue his question, Dinda's cheerful voice interrupted him."Papa Sebastian!" Dinda shouted with excitement. Her pale face instantly lit up when she saw Sebastian enter with so many items. "

Sebastian rubbed his face again, his eyes looking tired. "I know, but I don't have many options, Lila. This investor is important. If I don't go meet them, this project could fail, and that means I won't be able to support Dinda the way I want. I'm confused; my heart is troubled. I don't know what the right decision is."Exhaustion and confusion were evident on his face. He felt an overwhelming pressure to succeed, but at the same time, the fear of losing precious moments with Dinda haunted him. Every choice felt difficult, and he felt trapped between two equally important responsibilities.Sebastian knew he had to make a decision soon, but the uncertainty surrounding him only added to his stress. In his mind, he wished to find a way to align all aspects of his life, but that path seemed very distant.Lila paused for a moment, then gently said, "Sebastian, this

Sebastian rubbed his face, trying to calm his chaotic thoughts. Every second that passed added to the tension within him. Worries about Dinda and the decisions he had to make swirled in his mind. He felt isolated in that silence, as if the world outside continued to move while he was trapped in uncertainty.Sebastian knew he had to make a decision, but his brain seemed shrouded in fog that made it hard to see a clear path. He longed for clarity and calm, but right now, both felt very far away.A soft knock sounded at the door, and Lila’s gentle voice came through. "Sebastian? Sorry to interrupt, but are you still here?"Sebastian looked up, slightly surprised to see Lila still in the office. He nodded briefly, signaling her to come in. "Yes, I still have some things to finish. You haven’t gone home yet?"Lila approached with a small smil