Novels by RIZ

Liam walked out of the bathroom with wet hair, a towel in hand as he began to dry it. Just then, his phone started ringing, and he noticed it was a call from Naomi. After the incident that had led to Naomi being grounded, Liam had made the decision to send both Naomi and Jun to stay with their older sister Shannan, who was taking care of their mother at a hospital in the city. As a result, it was just Liam left at home now. Liam picked up the phone and answered, his voice laced with concern. "Naomi, is everything all right? How's everything at there?" Naomi's voice trembled with panic as she spoke into the phone, "Um, I know it sounds crazy, and I'm not in my best condition for the past few days, but I saw a video about myself being bullied by Sarah. And I swear it's not me. I mean, I'm not even there." Liam remained calm as he responded, "Did you see your face in the video?" "No, I'm not. It's censored," Naomi replied. Liam continued in a reassuring tone, "Then you might just be

A sense of tension hung heavily in the air as Sarah's cruel intentions had taken an unexpected turn. With a swift, unsettling halt, Sarah froze her hand in mid-air, her fingers just inches away from Naomi's face. Her eyes, previously filled with malicious intent, now held a perplexed and uncertain expression. A flicker of confusion danced across Sarah's features as she observed Naomi's sudden change in demeanor. She couldn't help but wonder what had caused this sudden and unexpected change in demeanor. Naomi, on the other hand, gazed back at Sarah with an intense, almost eerie calmness, a faint smirk playing on her lips. "I got you," Naomi's lips moved, but there was no audible sound as she addressed Sarah. Intuitively, Sarah took a step back, a sudden and unsettling premonition seeping into her consciousness. The unfolding events had taken a disconcerting turn, and she felt an impending sense of dread. In the distance, the faint wails of police car sirens began to pierce the air

"Are you sure it's the right thing to do?" the worried teenager asked, glancing anxiously at Sarah, who stood in silence.Sarah's gaze remained locked on the lifeless body of a teenager, whose head was concealed within a bag. Her expression was a mix of confidence and a chilling determination that sent shivers down the spine of the onlooker. She didn't offer a response, leaving the teenager in a tense and ominous silence."Doesn't your parents know about this?" the teenager persisted, concern evident in their voice.Sarah's patience wore thin. She abruptly turned and delivered a sharp slap to the teenager's face, her anger flaring. "Just do what I told you to do," she snapped, her tone laced with frustration and impatience, leaving no room for further questions.The teenager, still nursing her stinging cheek, approached the lifeless body and gingerly unzipped the bag that concealed the victim's head. She stared at the sight, her face contorting with a mix

In an opulent and tastefully decorated office, Mrs. Bennett, a poised and beautiful middle-aged woman, held herself with an air of confidence and authority. Her office was adorned with elegant furnishings, and the soft glow of ambient lighting highlighted her impeccable taste. The room exuded a sense of success and accomplishment, mirroring the woman who occupied it.Mrs. Bennett's typically composed expression had transformed into a vivid tableau of emotions as she listened to the voice on the phone. At first, shock had seized her features, her eyes widening with disbelief. Her perfectly manicured fingers held the receiver, and her mouth fell slightly open, betraying her astonishment.But as the conversation continued, shock gave way to a burning rage. Her brows furrowed, and her jaw clenched as her once-graceful countenance became etched with anger. The elegant woman's posture remained regal, but a storm brewed in her eyes, and the room seemed to crackle with the intensity of her em

In lavishly decorated bedroom. The walls are adorned with rich, textured wallpaper, featuring intricate patterns and a soft, pastel color palette. Large windows drape the room in natural light during the day, allowing the sumptuous details to shine.A plush, king-sized bed with a tufted headboard takes center stage, dressed in high-quality linens that invite rest and relaxation. The room is furnished with elegant, antique pieces, such as a vanity with an ornate mirror and a vintage chaise lounge, adding a touch of timeless charm.The floor is adorned with a plush, thick carpet that your feet sink into with each step, providing a cozy underfoot sensation.Sarah's personal touches, from family photographs to personal mementos, add a sense of warmth and personality to this extravagant setting. The result is a bedroom that is not only a sanctuary of comfort but also a testament to her refined taste and style.Sarah paced back and forth, her typically confiden

As Naomi lay on the ground, pain throbbing through her body, she felt a mix of humiliation and fear. Sarah's friends circled her, their laughter ringing in her ears. They had been mercilessly mocking her, and she knew they were about to strike her face when she closed her eyes, bracing herself for the impact.Just as she anticipated the blow, a sudden gust of wind swept across the park. Naomi's eyes snapped open, and she felt the cool breeze against her face. She squinted at the sudden change, wondering if it was some strange stroke of luck.Before she could comprehend what was happening, a tall figure appeared, blocking the view of her tormentors. A sense of relief washed over Naomi, though she couldn't quite make out who the figure was.The tall figure, shrouded in an air of authority, reached out and deftly caught the hand of one of Sarah's friends, who had been moments away from delivering another painful kick. The momentum of the friend's attack was halted,