Novels by Poen Konnet

In the dimly lit courtroom, the judge pronounced Frank's sentence with a solemn voice, "Frank Stevens, you have been found guilty of your involvement in the conspiracy to harm Donald. Your actions have caused immense pain and suffering. The court hereby sentences you to twenty-five years in prison for your crimes."As the gavel fell, Frank's world crumbled around him. He had been a willing participant in Albert's sinister plans, but now he faced the consequences of his choices. With his head bowed, he was led out of the courtroom, his freedom forever lost.Meanwhile, Rodney's fate hung in the balance as his trial unfolded. The evidence against him was overwhelming, from his confession to the damning testimony of his former associates.The weight of his crimes pressed heavily on him, and as the days turned into weeks, Rodney knew that the outcome of this trial could be his last.The day of Rodney's sentencing arrived with an air of anticipation. The courtroom was packed with spectators

One evening, as Amelia and Suzy sat in the Williams living room, sipping tea, Suzy opened up about her doubts regarding Scott, her suitor."Amelia," she began hesitantly, "I'm just not sure about Scott. He's so different from the guys I usually date. He's quiet and reserved... I don't know if he's the right fit for me."Amelia listened carefully, her heart going out to her sister. She could see the uncertainty in Suzy's eyes, but she also saw the love that shone through when Suzy spoke about Scott."Suzy," Amelia said gently, "sometimes, we have to look beyond the surface to see the beauty within. Scott may be quiet, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care deeply for you. Within the little time I've seen him here, I've noticed the way he looks at you when he thinks no one's watching. It's a look of pure adoration."Suzy sighed, torn between her feelings for Scott and her uncertainty. "I guess I just need some reassurance. I want to be sure that he's as committed to this relationship as

One sunny Saturday afternoon, Mrs. Williams and Suzy decided it was time to extend an olive branch to Amelia. They had been reflecting on their past judgments and treatment of her and felt a deep sense of remorse. They realized that Amelia had transformed into a remarkable woman and deserved their love and support. Suzy was the one who picked up the phone to make the call. She dialled Amelia's number, her fingers trembling with anticipation. After a few rings, Amelia's warm voice filled the line. "Hello?" "Amelia, it's Suzy," Suzy began hesitantly. "I was wondering if you and your baby would like to come over to our place today. Mom and I have something we'd like to talk to you about." Amelia, surprised by the invitation, agreed. She had hoped for reconciliation with her family and was eager to see if this was the beginning of a fresh start. "Sure, Suzy. We'd love to come over. What time should we be there?" Suzy quickly arranged a time, and they hung up. She then turned to her mo

On a crisp, early morning, the sun had just begun its ascent, casting a gentle golden hue across the city. Albert was preparing to leave for work. He meticulously straightened his tie, checked his reflection in the hallway mirror, and grabbed his briefcase.As he stepped out of his front door, the cool morning air greeted him. He started down the path toward his car, parked at the curb.The familiar routine of his daily commute was etched into his subconscious, and he moved with a sense of purpose. But as he reached the car door, a sudden, sharp voice cut through the calm morning air."Albert Dallas, freeze! Put your hands up!"Albert's heart skipped a beat as he turned to see several police officers, their badges glinting in the morning light, guns drawn and pointed at him. Panic surged through him as he raised his hands in compliance, his briefcase slipping from his grip and landing on the pavement with a thud.The neighbours, drawn by the commotion, peered through curtains and from

Amelia sat on her bed this morning, As the first rays of sunlight pierced through her living room window, she felt something she hadn't expected - sharp cramps in her tummy.At first, she dismissed the discomfort as nothing more than indigestion from last night's dinner. But as the minutes passed, the pain intensified, and she realized that this was something different. Something significant.Amelia tried to stand up, but the pain was too much. She knew she needed help. With trembling hands, she reached for her phone and dialled the number of her next-door neighbour, Mrs Johnson.Mrs. Johnson had always been a kind and caring woman, and Amelia hoped she would be able to assist her in this moment of need."Hello, Amelia?" Mrs. Johnson's voice came through the phone, filled with concern."Mrs. Johnson," Amelia managed to say between breaths, "I'm in a lot of pain. I need your help. Can you come over?"Without hesitation, Mrs. Johnson assured her that she'd be right there. In a matter of

The day was bright and sunny when Vera was scheduled to be discharged from the hospital. She had made significant progress in her recovery, both physically and emotionally, thanks to the unwavering support of Albert and the therapy she had undergone.Her heart still carried the memory of her late husband, Donald, and the strange encounter at their wedding, but she was determined to move forward.As Vera sat on the hospital bed, she became lost in thoughts as she remembered Donald and how much they loved each other before he suddenly passed away. Still lost in thoughts, the door to her hospital room swung open slowly.Vera's heart raced, thinking it was one of the nurses or therapists coming in for a routine check. But when she turned her head and her eyes met the figure standing in the doorway, her world seemed to stand still.It was Donald!Vera's eyes widened in shock, and she felt as though her heart was about to leap out of her chest. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Dona

Grey's reputation grew exponentially across Croatway and all over Weston. His success in business and his dramatic rescue of his wife and child had made him a household name. Newspapers, television channels, and social media platforms were abuzz with stories of his exploits and excellence. Grey bec

Grey paced his living room, waiting for any news on Nora. She had been missing for hours, and every minute felt like an eternity. He had already contacted the police, but they had found no trace of her. Desperate, Grey called his most trusted men and ordered them to start a thorough investigation al

Nora let out a gasp of terror as she was yanked backward. It was a fierce man looming over her with his grip like iron on her arm. "Thought you could get away, did you?" he snarled, dragging her back toward the house. Nora struggled, but her strength was no match for his. She held her baby even clo

The ropes binding Nora's wrists dug into her skin, but she ignored the pain. Her baby’s cries had long since faded, replaced by an eerie silence that filled her with dread. Outside the room, Bradley dialled a number with her face a mask of cold fury. “Where is Grey?” she demanded, her voice sharp a

Nora’s breath caught in her throat as she recognized them. Bradley, Carol, and Sandra—the wives of Jeff Hordes who had glared at her and her family with disdain during the reading of Jeff's will. The same women who had harbored resentment towards her and Grey for receiving the bulk of Jeff’s estate.

Nora was driving home from work one evening, the sky a soft orange as the sun set behind the hills. Her thoughts were a jumble of the day’s events and the upcoming plans she had for the weekend. In the back seat, her newborn baby slept peacefully in the car seat, while her carer, Emily, hummed a lul

The banquet hall grew silent as Carl stepped forward with a puzzled expression. He glanced toward Ava, who was standing confidently on stage, having just delivered her speech thanking Jerry for her success. Carl leaned into the microphone. "Excuse me, Ms. Dexter," he began, his voice polite but firm. "It seems there’s been a misunderstanding."Ava froze, her smile faltering as she looked at Carl. The audience murmured softly, intrigued by the sudden shift in tone. "I’d like to clarify something," Carl continued."Neither your invitation to this dinner nor your candidacy for the Kevton Chamber of Commerce was secured by Mr. Jerry here."The room erupted in hushed whispers as Carl's words hung in the air. Jerry’s face turned a deep shade of red, and he instinctively adjusted his tie, trying to maintain composure. Ava blinked in confusion, her mind racing."In fact," Carl added, his gaze shifting to Dave, "the credit belongs entirely to Mr Collins, sitting right there."---Gasps

Jerry shifted uncomfortably in his seat, still smarting from the call with his father. But his ego refused to let him admit defeat."Ava," Jerry said confidently, leaning toward her, "I just confirmed with my dad again. He assured me it was his connections that made all this possible."Ava beamed at him, her faith in Jerry solidifying even further. "Thank you, Jerry. I knew I could count on you."Hannah chimed in, her voice dripping with condescension as she glanced at Dave. "See, Dave? That’s how you step up for someone you care about. Maybe take some notes."Dave clenched his jaw but said nothing. He had already done everything in his power to help Ava, and yet here he was, being dismissed as incompetent.Zane, standing nearby, couldn’t resist rolling her eyes. She knew the truth—she had personally ensured Ava’s selection at Dave’s request. Watching Jerry shamelessly take credit for something he had no part in was almost too much for her to bear."Unbelievable," Zane muttered

After sending the text, Jerry leaned back confidently in his chair with a smug grin spreading across his face.“Ava,” he said, his tone dripping with self-assurance. “I may not have the clout to handle this alone, but don’t worry. My father’s influence is unparalleled. Your name will definitely be on the list. Just wait and see.”Ava nodded, a mix of hope and nervousness flashing across her face. Hannah, seated beside her, chimed in supportively.“That’s right, Ava. Jerry’s father is known for pulling strings. You’re in good hands.”Soon after, the Master of Ceremonies returned to the stage to announce the names of the three chosen candidates for the Kevton Chamber of Commerce. A hush fell over the crowd as the MC’s voice boomed through the hall.“Our second candidate tonight is... Ava Dexter, representing The Dexter Group!”The room erupted into polite applause as Ava gasped, her face lighting up with unrestrained joy. She turned to Jerry, her eyes sparkling with gratitude.“Jerry

The grand banquet hall buzzed with anticipation as the Master of Ceremonies stepped up to the podium. The spotlight illuminated the stage, and the chatter of the crowd fell silent. The MC’s voice rang out, clear and commanding, as he formally announced the start of the prestigious event.“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to tonight’s gathering, where we will celebrate excellence, vision, and leadership..."The crowd erupted into applause, their excitement palpable. Meanwhile, Zane had excused herself from Ava's banter, to handle matters regarding the selection process. Dave took a seat, his expression calm despite the swirling energy in the room.Nearby, Jerry seized the opportunity to boast, his voice loud enough for Dave and others to hear. “Ava, you’re lucky to have me here tonight. With my family’s connections, I’ll ensure you’re considered for candidacy. You’ll be thanking me when your name is on that list.”"I heard that tonight’s highlight will be the selection of three candi

In the privacy of the upscale lounge, Zane was in high spirits. She had just completed a therapeutic treatment and a thorough check-up by Dave.Zane leaned against the back of the chaise lounge and grinned mischievously at Dave. “You know, Mr Collins, if you were my boyfriend, I wouldn’t have to worry about a single thing in life. Everything would just… fall into place.”Dave chuckled softly, shaking his head. “You’re joking again, Zane.” His tone was light but firm. “Besides, my wife is here at the banquet. She’s in the main hall.”Zane smirked, playfully shrugging. “Lucky woman. I bet she doesn’t even realize how much of a gem she has.” She paused, then waved her hand dismissively.“Alright, alright. I’ll stop teasing. I know not to cross the line.”The atmosphere was relaxed and amicable as Dave finished his work. The treatment had gone flawlessly, leaving Zane energized and ready to enjoy the rest of the evening without worrying about her health. She couldn’t help but fee

The evening of the charity banquet arrived and Ava became a little apprehensive after hearing from Hannah that Jackson Tamil would be attending. She feared that Jackson might cause trouble for Dave.Of course, Ava and Hannah couldn’t forget how Dave had confronted Jackson earlier.However, sensing Ava's concerns, Jerry quickly spoke up,“Ava, you’re right to worry,” he said, his voice dripping with faux sincerity. “It’s best if Dave stays out of this crowd. It’s not a scene he’s suited for.”Hannah nodded in agreement. “It’s not about looking down on him, Ava,” she added. “It’s just that we’re trying to protect him. He might not understand the nuances of dealing with someone like Jackson.”Ava hesitated but finally approached Dave. “Dave,” she began cautiously, “I think it’s better if you stay home tonight. Jackson Tamil will be at the banquet, and I don’t want any unnecessary trouble.”Dave met her gaze with calm resolve. “You don’t have to worry about me, Ava,” he said. “But i