Novels by Faith

“Ah… wh… what’s going on here?” Julian chuckled awkwardly and faced Kane. “Mr. Valon, I am Julian Hartwell, and my dad is the director of St. Saint Hospital. I'm a VIP here at the Prestige Lounge, And that guy…” he jabbed a furious finger at Leon, “… that guy walked in here to eat even though he knew that he couldn't afford it.”Brianna quickly nodded. “Yes. We all know him. He's poor and wretched. He's a loser tainting your grounds with his filthy legs!”“Do yourself a favor and shut your mouth, Brianna,” Diane snapped and turned to confused Kane. “Mr. Valon, they‘re the ones who invited us here. We were about to leave, but they insisted on bringing us inside, promising to treat us.”Kane’s expression darkened, his gaze flicking between the parties before settling once more on Leon. “So, you came in to eat… and they insulted you?”Leon gave a slow nod. “They did. I couldn't even eat in peace.”His voice sounded too casual.Then, his lips curved into something that could almost be mis

“Kane Valon?” Leon asked over the phone. “I’m Leon Ashford. I’m on the second floor of Echelon, and I expect you here immediately. My patience is wearing thin.”The moment his name was spoken, the tone on the other end shifted entirely.“Leon Ashford? You’re the one Mr. Grave told me about?” Kane’s voice was mixed with urgency and disbelief. “You’ve been here this whole time? I had my men stationed outside waiting for your arrival. I wasn’t informed you had already entered! Are you really inside the Prestige Lounge?”“As I said, I'm losing my patience, so you better start running.”A hint of panic laced Kane Valon’s response: "Just hold on a moment, I'm on my way!"Julian let out a short, mocking laugh, shaking his head. “Leon, you must be truly desperate to resort to this level of bluffing. Do you even understand who Kane Valon is? Everyone here flinches at the sound of his name, and no one dares to act recklessly in front of him, especially given his ties to Jarvis Grave. And you…”

“Aren’t you being a little too rude?” Leon asked Brianna.Julian scoffed, his smirk widening. “Rude? What’s so rude about what Brianna said? She only spoke the truth.” He turned to the onlookers, eager to humiliate Leon further. “Everyone, allow me to introduce this man… Leon Ashford. A professional freeloader with an unmatched talent for being a burden to those around him. The audacity of him walking in here, knowing he can’t afford a single thing. Truly remarkable.”The waiter sighed, clearly frustrated as he glanced between them. The commotion was drawing attention, the murmur of the patrons growing louder.Julian smirked, wanting to stir things further. “Tell me, Diane, how did you even meet this guy? What could have possibly led you to associate with someone like him? Look at where it’s gotten you, embarrassed in public, stuck with a man who can’t even pay for his own meal.” He shook his head dramatically. “Even his wife finally came to her senses and dumped him. But he? He’s to

Leon and Diane settled into their private booth, and the moment they did, a holographic menu projected upward from the table, displaying an extravagant selection of high-end cuisine.Diane’s eyes widened in disbelief. She blinked, then blinked again, as if her vision was playing tricks on her. Every dish started at thirty thousand dollars and only climbed higher from there.“This… this is robbery,” she whispered under her breath, barely able to process it. Her hands clenched into fists in her lap as she tried to suppress her reaction, but her stiff posture betrayed her discomfort.Her gaze darted toward Julian and Brianna, silently questioning whether they were actually prepared to cover such a ridiculous bill.Meanwhile, Leon? He was unfazed. No, more than that—he was amused. A slow smirk curved his lips as he leaned back, his fingers tapping lazily through the menu as if he were picking from street food vendors rather than dishes worth more than most people’s yearly salary.Diane sw

Leon cast an indifferent glance at the towering building before turning his sharp gaze back to Diane. “Are you implying that this place is beyond me?”Diane hesitated, clearly trying to avoid sounding rude. “I mean… I can’t afford to eat here, and, no offense, but you don’t really look like someone who can either.”Leon glanced down at his casual shirt and jeans, then let out a low chuckle. “I see. All the more reason for me to walk through those doors.”According to Jarvis, he owned the building and since Jarvis served him now, then Echelon itself would bow to his presence.Diane, however, grew visibly anxious. “Wait, please, we’re just going to get into trouble. I only need to talk to you. We can find somewhere simple to sit and discuss.”She grabbed his wrist and attempted to pull him away.Before she could take another step, a sleek black Accord pulled up in front of them. Diane stopped in her tracks, her grip on Leon’s wrist loosening as she saw the man stepping out of the car, J

Leon was satisfied to see Jarvis bow to his will.“This is good,” he mused. “Now that you kneel to me, that means I stand above everyone, doesn’t it?”Jarvis hesitated, brow furrowing. “Not exactly,” he admitted. “This city still has its laws. And there are powerful figures, both in the underground and within the system itself.”Leon bobbed his head, understanding him. “Then they should learn who true power belongs to.” His gaze sharpened. “And that’s where you come in. I have a task for you, and you will do it well.”Jarvis sighed, and replied, “What do you need me to do?”“First,” Leon said, glancing around at the watchful guards, “do you have an office? I’d prefer privacy.”Jarvis led Leon to his huge office, and Edward followed, happy to see that he was included in whatever discussion they were about to have.The door closed shut.Then Jarvis said, “I’m all ears now.”“I’d like to stay anonymous,” he made known, taking off his face cap. “Since you serve me now, it’s only right tha

Travis’s sneer deepened as he cocked his head, scrutinizing the expression etched across Larry Roberts’ face. “Ah, I see the wheels turning in your head. Planning your revenge, are you? Plotting how you’ll come back and wreak havoc on my family once you're released from jail for causing public disturbances.”Larry's shock was evident as he looked up at Travis, his eyes widened in horror, yet he vehemently denied any such thoughts. “What?! No, no, I wouldn’t dream of such a thing…”With a disdainful scoff, Travis fixed him with a piercing glare. “Whether you admit it or not is inconsequential. But rest assured, any such notions are futile. You won't have the opportunity.”Larry Roberts trembled at Travis's words, a chill running down his spine. Glancing at his brother, Vince, he began to realize that Travis was more than just a man with a formidable force at his beck and call. “I… I can see now that you're wealthy and influential. I was naive not to recognize it earlier. But to exact p

Colonel Richard Wayne stood before Travis, his posture rigid and his salute precise, a testament to his military training and discipline. With an air of seriousness, he addressed Travis, “Sir, Colonel Richard Wayne of the esteemed Storm Reapers Special Forces, reporting for duty. We stand prepared with a thousand elite fighters at your command. Your orders, Sir!”Travis regarded the colonel with a mixture of bewilderment and uncertainty. The level of deference and respect being shown to him left him feeling perplexed and out of his depth. He couldn’t fathom why the colonel regarded him with such importance or how he possessed the authority to issue orders to a military unit of such caliber. It left him pondering the extent of his influence and connections, a realm he hadn’t fully explored or understood.As Travis grappled with these thoughts, he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to this situation than met the eye. Perhaps his Uncle Marshall or his father could shed some

In a sudden flurry of commotion, a voice rang out, exclaiming, “Yes, yes, boss is here! Larry, the big boss, has arrived! You’re done for now, you bastard!”The gang members erupted into a unified cheer, delighted by the presence of Larry Roberts, while Travis could only sneer in response.They quickly cleared a path through the middle, forming an aisle to ensure no hindrance to Larry’s entrance.Amidst the anticipation, a sleek black Mercedes Benz S550 glided into view before the crowd, its license plate bearing Larry’s name, unmistakably signaling his arrival.With a disdainful glare at Travis, Vince strode toward the car and swiftly opened the door, offering a greeting to his brother. "Welcome, big brother. It's fortunate that you're here."A robust figure clad in all black emerged from the Mercedes. As customary, two buttons of his shirt remained undone, revealing a wolf tattoo emblazoned across his chest, a clear indication to all present of his status as the Alpha of the North,

The Wild Dogs Alpha of the North.Larry Roberts?The mention of Larry Roberts, the Alpha of the Wild Dogs in the North, sent a chill through everyone present. Known for his brutal prowess in Grove City, Larry had achieved a fearsome reputation after a gruesome battle where he single-handedly dismantled five adversaries with a kitchen knife, an infamous battle that ultimately bestowed upon him the title of the war god of the Northern District.Grove City, Myriad Village residents were well aware of Larry’s ruthlessness, and when they learned that Jinx was affiliated with him, fear painted their expressions. Larry Roberts was not one to trifle with, and his wrath was something few dared to invoke.Seeking to instill dread in Travis, Jinx invoked the name of Larry Roberts, yet to his surprise, Travis remained oddly composed. “So, the self-proclaimed Wild Dogs Alpha of the North has instructed you to come and stir up trouble?" Travis inquired with a calm demeanor, seemingly unshaken.Jinx

The Wild Dogs Alpha of the North.Larry Roberts?The mention of Larry Roberts, the Alpha of the Wild Dogs in the North, sent a chill through everyone present. Known for his brutal prowess in Grove City, Larry had achieved a fearsome reputation after a gruesome battle where he single-handedly dismantled five adversaries with a kitchen knife, an infamous battle that ultimately bestowed upon him the title of the war god of the Northern District.Grove City, Myriad Village residents were well aware of Larry’s ruthlessness, and when they learned that Jinx was affiliated with him, fear painted their expressions. Larry Roberts was not one to trifle with, and his wrath was something few dared to invoke.Seeking to instill dread in Travis, Jinx invoked the name of Larry Roberts, yet to his surprise, Travis remained oddly composed. “So, the self-proclaimed Wild Dogs Alpha of the North has instructed you to come and stir up trouble?" Travis inquired with a calm demeanor, seemingly unshaken.Jinx

A collective sense of amazement and disbelief swept through the construction workers, pedestrians, and Joanna alike.In a state of awe, Joanna found herself muttering, “That’s my husband,” her mouth agape in sheer shock as she couldn’t divert her gaze from her husband.While Jinx struggled to regain his footing, attempting to wiggle his body into a standing position, Travis calmly approached him.Jinx’s gaze shifted from the discarded iron bar to Travis’s apathetic countenance. A profound sense of fear gripped him as his eyes met Travis’s steely gaze. Attempting to mask his trepidation, he blurted out in a trembling voice, “Hey, what do you think you’re doing? I’m Big Brother Larry’s man. If anything happens to me, he will make you pay for it, I promise you, you fucking bastard!” ……The Wild Dogs Alpha of the North.Larry Roberts?The mention of Larry Roberts, the Alpha of the Wild Dogs in the North, sent a chill through everyone present. Known for his brutal prowess in Grove City,