Novels by Tonio

“How could you do something so stupid Elena?” Claudia raised her voice, smashing a cup of coffee on the floor angrily. “Mom, I already told you he's just a friend, nothing more.” Elena waved as she turned to walk away. “Don't you dare walk out on me Elena.” “You're just saying things that are n

The butler didn't say much, but asked Tyler to follow him somewhere. Tyler followed James through the luxurious corridor for a few minutes before they stopped. James scanned his fingerprint, then opened a door revealing an elevator behind it. “I've been fighting the urge to tell you how much your b

After the meeting, Tyler felt a sense of accomplishment. He had taken the first step in leading the company, and it felt good. As he returned to his office, his phone buzzed with a message from Bella. "Hey, Tyler. Just checking up, I know I already told you I'm sick and couldn't turn up to your sp

He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying the events of the evening over and over in his mind. The near-kiss with Bella, the shocking news from his father, the weight of the responsibilities that now rested on his less experienced shoulders. It was completely overwhelming, but he knew he coul

He abandoned the car, slipping through the gate and into the shadowy depths of the warehouse. “He's right there, let's get him now. We're gonna get him now!” Tyler's convoy screeched to a halt outside the loading dock. "Spread out," Tyler ordered, his voice steady despite the pain in his shoulder.

“Be careful, he doesn't care if he hurts anyone innocent, don't make him shoot.” Tyler's men moved cautiously, their eyes darting around as they tried to anticipate Jerome's next move. The crowd was a chaotic blur, people shouting and crying as they scrambled for safety. The chase was still on and

The day finally came, the day they've all been waiting for. The day the city couldn't wait to witness. The day that Mc Ethan, the young billionaire who went from trash to glory would get married to Miriam, the one woman who had given him a reason to become a husband. Their story had been all over the news since videos of Mc proposing spread all over the Internet. “Oh they are so cute together, they'll make a great couple.” A lot of people said. “I heard he married before but the wife didn't love him because he was poor. Now look at him, standing there in the most expensive suit I've ever seen physically. Damn! Oh dear lord forgive me for cursing in church.” A chubby lady said at the back of the church. The grand ballroom sparkled with opulence, chandeliers casting a warm glow over the well-dressed attendees. Mc, nerves and excitement palpable, stood at the altar in his sleek black tuxedo, eagerly awaiting the entrance of the girl he would spend the rest of his life with. Beside him

THREE MONTHS LATER “Three months after her burial and sometimes, I think I see her in my room.” Michael's hand gripped the bottle of wine firmly as he poured it into a glass. “I'm really impressed how you've treated yourself all this while bro. You really took it easy on yourself.”“I loved her so much and had plans for our future. But life had other plans. There's still a long life ahead, Mc. I know that. And thanks for being there for me always. You're the best friend in the world. No cap!”“I'll never leave your side man, you never left me all those years we had nothing, you were there for me. Sometimes I would get in trouble and you always fought for me. Got wounded for me and still stood your ground. Michael, I love you man. You're the real best man right here.”“Best man. Talking about the best man, what are you saying about marriage? You're not tired of being called a boyfriend yet? Ha ha.”“I almost asked Miriam to marry me yesterday.”“Oh man but what happened? Why didn't y

“You are the worst friend that has ever existed in this world Sonia. You claim to be there for me all these years and what do you do? What do you do Sonia? You just go around my back stabbing me.” Melissa's voice was uncontrollable. “I should be honest with you for the first time. You are shit Melissa! You're the worst friend in the world.” A heavy response from Sonia. “What did you say to me?”“You're the worst. Look at us. Look at our friendship. It's just all about you. You never do anything for me, never there for me and you just want all the good stuff but never think I might want them too.”“Are you going straight to the point or you will keep beating around? Tell me what's in your dirty mind, Sonia.”“Did you think I will ever forgive you for the selfish things you've done to me? All the way back to highschool? My life with you has been all about you taking things away from me. Now I'm having my revenge.”“What are you talking about? I never take anything away from you, Sonia

“Have you heard that Mc Ethan and his friends are back from Paris?” Melissa's mother asked, steering the hot pot on the new gas they got from the money Mc helped them out with months ago. “No I haven't, last time I checked they were still in France after being arrested.” Melissa adjusted in the chair she sat. Fatigue was now part of her and she experienced frequent headaches, something that was said to be as a result of her pregnancy. “Yeah, but they have been released after the real killer was found and arrested right here.”“Right here in the country? How could someone die in France and the Killer will be right here?”“My God, have you been listening to the news lately? You're all lost Melissa. All you watch is Tiktok.”“Could you not criticise me and just update me? And besides I watch more YouTube shorts, not Tiktok.”“It was Alexa, Michael's girlfriend. She took a man's life in France and that's why she left her boyfriend and Mc there. She came back and maybe she hoped she cou

The time finally came, Alexa was close to running away. She looked around the bustling airport, surrounded by the hum of chatter, the scent of coffee, and the distant announcements of departing flights.“Please Lord, please…!” She begged for luck. She could only pray that nothing went wrong. “I didn't mean to kill that man. I didn't mean to do it. He harrased me sexually and I kept hitting him out of fear. But who would hear me out? Who would believe me now? All they would say is that I'm a murderer. Oh my God!” She spoke to herself. Her suspicion of the authorities knowing her moves and trying to stop her were proven by a sudden announcement reverberated through the terminal. The authoritative voice over the intercom declared "The airport authorities have been notified that an individual with the name 'Alexa Chamberlain’ is currently under suspicion. We caution against allowing this person to board any flights. Security personnel, please be vigilant and take appropriate measures. Th

The early hours of the morning finally arrived and Alexa was exhausted having spent the whole night moaning during lesbian sex with her friend Lucy. They had been touching each other almost every day since their first unplanned intercourse and it slowly became normal. Alexa tiptoed through the room, careful not to wake Lucy who was still sleeping from ecstasy-exhaustion. The early morning light cast a glow on the scattered clothes and hushed whispers of the night before.“I need some coffee. I definitely need something hot.” She said to herself making her way to the kitchen. As she walked staggering, the TV caught her attention, and her heart sank at the breaking news.“What the hell?”On the screen, the news anchor reported the arrest of her boyfriend Michael, Mc Ethan the billionaire and his girlfriend Miriam in Paris, the images showing flashing police lights and a sense of chaos. Shock and confusion set in, and Alexa's hands trembled as she clutched the coffee mug.“Oh no! My sec

Everything came back to the start again. Bruce had to take his phone again and look at all those messages that went from his phone to Cassie “But why don't I remember sending this? They claim I was drunk but I never drink. What the hell is this?”Bruce stared at the screen of his own phone in shock. His heartbeat thudded in his ears as his eyes traced over the damning text messages that the officers had shown him. “This can’t be real,” Bruce muttered under his breath. His head dropped into his hands, the weight of it all pressing down on him like an entire storey building. One of the officers, the older one with graying hair, leaned forward. “You’ve got nothing to say, Mr Bruce Gusman? The evidence speaks for itself, you know.” Bruce’s head shot up, his eyes blazing. “I don’t remember ever texting Cassie! I've said this like a thousand times and y'all don't believe me and you don't want to. I loved my brother. Why would I hurt him?” The officer raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpr

“Why the fuck will everyone think I killed my own brother?” It was all confusing and unbelievable. He was already cold with the fear inside of him, he looked around a thousand times hoping his brother might just come back to life and put an end to all of this. His wrists were still cuffed, his mind spinning. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Just hours ago, he had been in a meeting with his brother, the same brother who had proudly introduced him to the company as his successor. In just a matter of hours, his life had completely turned around for the bad! Jonathan was now gone, and Bruce was being accused of his murder. He stared at the officers standing before him, their expressions stern and unwavering. He searched their faces for any sign that this might be some kind of sick joke, but those men were too serious, there was no sign of a joke. “Wait a minute, are y'all serious about this?” Bruce asked only to be ignored by the cops. “Is this for real?” Bruce asked again, his

“My brother can't be dead! Jonathan can't die!” Bruce’s knees hit the cold hospital floor without feeling any kind of pain, he just couldn't feel any physical touch or pain except the torture that was going on in his heart, the inner wounds and inner battle he was already fighting, he felt like the ground beneath him had opened up. There, just feet away, lay his brother Jonathan. Bruce looked about the 90th time and nothing changed, Jonathan was still breathless, and covered in a sheet. His brother. His only family. “No!” Bruce shouted, his voice raw and filled with rage.“Bruce I'm sorry but you need to calm down, this is a hospital and there's other patients here who might be triggered by your noise.” A nurse said, trying to sound as polite as possible. But Bruce pushed past Bella and the nurses, rushing into the room. His movements were frantic, fueled by sheer denial. “Don’t touch him! He’s not dead!” Bruce said. A nurse tried to intercept him, but Bruce swatted her hand away.

“Jesus Christ!”“Jonathan is shot! And it's a headshot! How's he gonna survive?”“Somebody call the damn Ambulance!”The entire boardroom was already scattered with people running up and down, trying not to be the next person to receive a bullet in case the shooter strikes again. Bruce’s heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces, his legs carrying him instinctively to where his brother had fallen. “Jonathan!” Bruce shouted, “Jonathan can you hear me brother?” His voice was cracking as he crouched down. His hands trembled as he reached for him, but the sight of blood pouring from the small hole in Jonathan’s forehead made Bruce freeze “Holy Cow! His eyes were already spinning and he became totally confused. “No, no, no,” Bruce muttered, his chest getting heavier as a voice began telling him that he might lose his brother. He couldn’t take it. He tried to stand and he felt dizzy, he'd never seen anything like that before. A hole in his brother’s head, thick blood on his

“Do you notice that Bruce looks very shy?” The boardroom buzzed with quiet murmurs as Jonathan stood at the head of the table, he adjusted his suit as he looked at everyone seated, commanding the attention of the entire room. Bruce sat to his right, with his expression very calm but tinged with curiosity. It was still new for him, being seated in very official environments like that. Deep down he wanted to be home already taking cereals. Jonathan had been waiting for a perfect moment to make an announcement and the moment finally came. Jonathan cleared his throat, and the room fell silent. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for being here today. This meeting isn’t just about business as usual. I have a very special announcement to make.” “I hope he doesn't want to get married again.” The workers exchanged glances and their interest piqued. Jonathan turned to his brother with a proud smile before continuing. “As many of you already know, Bruce is not just my brother, he’s family

“Jesus Christ!” Cassie exclaimed, her voice trembling with disbelief and rage. It was hard to believe that her best friend Rikkie would be the one person who sneaks to sleep with her boyfriend. She took a step backward. Her anger was obvious and her hands clenched into fists as Jason and Rikkie tried to cover their naked bodies. Jason awkwardly reached for his jeans, fumbling in panic, while Rikkie snatched a blanket and wrapped it tightly around her boobs. “Cheaters! Both of you!” Cassie’s eyes darted between the two of them, her expression was just a complete storm of fury. Her voice cut through the tension like a knife. “What the hell is this Jason? Are you kidding me?” Jason stammered, he knew there was no explanation, but he had to give it a try. “Cassie, I can explain—” “Explain what?” she snapped, stepping closer. “The room smells of your fucking, there's two used condoms on the floor, both with your damn cum inside, and you want to explain shit to me?” Cassie’s hand flew

The arrival of Martha was unexpected but welcomed. What was the problem was her news about having a child with Arithayal the wizard. They all sat down in Arithayal’s house as they discussed more about the shocking news, giving all ears to Martha as she explained everything, taking them back to happenings in the past. “The two of you might not know me.” She started, referring to Alves and Nhevia. “I am a good friend to Arithayal, I wouldn't say we were just friends because we were doing alot of things that lovers do. We used to have sex, many times when I lived here in Eastland with my parents, I was nineteen and so in love with Arithayal here. Before my parents and I moved to Portland, I was pregnant but was scared of telling them or even Arithayal. So I left without ever letting you know that I carried your child inside of me.” “You disappeared from my life without giving me the slightest hint. You just Vanished. Why are you bringing this up after all these years?” Arithayal sound

The joy of killing the dreadful beast was still present on their faces in the form of smiles. Alves and Nhevia prepared to leave with all the wood they had gathered in the basket. “This should be enough.” Alves said. “Yeah, let's go back. Arithayal might be awake from his ‘consportation’ it started yesterday right?”“Yeah, yesterday. Let's go!”As they both turned towards the direction leading back home, they heard a voice behind them. “Not so fast!” They quickly turned in shock only to see Jasper and his partner Pompey. “Hello Mr. Bushika and Mrs. Bushika, I hope this message finds you well, we kindly wish to kill you.” Pompey laughed while scratching his thick beard. “Who are you? And what do you want?” Nhevia asked, holding Alves’s hand, dragging him backwards away from the two men as they dangerously walked forward to them. “What do we want? Isn't it funny to ask that question considering the fact that you know too well, the Bushika is worth a hundred and fifty thousand piece

“You good for nothing fools! How could you be here and let the prisoner escape!” Lord Arman screamed at the guards who were left to watch over Alves when he escaped. “We are very sorry. We were standing right here and all of a sudden, we lost consciousness. By the time we could know what was going on, the prisoner had already gone.” The guards pleaded. “You failed to do your duties and you shall pay with your lives. You shall die by hanging before night falls!”*****The hunt for Alves had become more intense after his unimaginable escape with the great wizard Arithayal. The reward for his capture was increased to a hundred and fifty thousand gold pieces, making the bounty hunters more aggressive. Jasper, a popular bounty hunter in the Eastlands moved around in the wilderness searching patiently to find the Bushika, he was a professional and his skills were praised among everyone. “What is that?” Jasper heard a sound, he stopped his movements and silently drew his sword as he looke

“My Lord, we should kill him right now!” A soldier suggested as he rushed to grab Alves by his hands and tied them behind him. “No! Do not kill him yet. Perhaps he will be useful to me.” Arman smiled, his devilish eyes looking at Alves. “How stupid could you be to walk into my villa, pulling such a stunt? Huh? You think we're all dumb?” He sounded angrier. Lord Arman’s wizard went closer, “Why don't you want to kill this impersonator right now? He's proven to be dangerous, his aim was to make an attempt on your life.” “Let's talk somewhere private.” Butshaf said and they walked away from everyone, into the Lord's private chambers. “Listen to me, whoever had the magic to turn that young man into General Cenred must really be a great wizard. Such powers are not seen around everyday.” Arman began. “So what is your plan? My Lord.”“I and my wife have been unable to have a child. According to you, I have been cursed. So this powerful wizard might have the power to lift this curse. Or

“Now that Arman Butshaf has put a bounty on your head, we have to act fast. We need to find a way of getting to his villa, and you can get close enough to kill him.” Wise words from Arithayal as he walked restlessly around the room. He knew there was no time. Word spread fast in the Eastlands and it could take less than two days before every bounty hunter comes looking for Alves. “When everyone hears that the tyrant is dead. The search for you will be over, because there will be no one to pay the bounty.” Nhevia said. “But how can we get to his villa? From what I've heard, it's the most protected place anyone has heard of.” Alves needed suggestions. Arithayal, his palms rubbing against each other, continued with his steps around the room as he spoke “Yes it's seriously guarded, there is only one known entrance into the villa. And only his most trusted General leaves the Villa whenever he wants to.” “His most trusted general? Who could that be?” Alves asked as though a thought just

Lord Arman Butshaf had just finished a cup of wine while at the dining table with his wife, Meredith. Being the most known and richest person in the world, it was normal for his breakfast to be a feast. “More wine!” He ordered, and a servant rushed with a jug full of red wine, pouring it carefully into his cup to avoid spilling it on the ground, or on the master. It was a big offence to spill drinks on the Almighty Lord Arman Butshaf. Servants were beaten, and if not lucky, beaten to death! “My Lord! News from the 43rd battalion has arrived” The voice of General Cenred put the breakfast to a pause as he approached Butshaf with a neat scroll in his hand. “Here my Lord.” He stretched the scroll forth to his master but Butshaf waved it away. “Just tell me what's in the letter Cenred.” He took a sip of the fine wine. “Sorry my Lord, my loyalty does not permit me to read letters directed specially to you. So I did not read this one.” Cenred took a step back, his hands crossed behind him