Novels by DERA

Lord Eric took three hasty steps backward as his boy's words tingled his sensory organs.He managed to let out a faint smile before responding.“Oh, don't worry, my boy. I believe you must have had a long time being away from the mansion.”“You need to take some time to rest and rejuvenate so don't stress yourself, okay.”The Great Lord presumed his boy was being considerate as he always had and wanted to console Snow during a tough period of his life.However, he'd prefer Michael to stay behind and get served by the domestic staff members.Michael chimed in back a smile and tutted his lips in disapproval.He understood the motive behind the Great Lord's words, and as usual, he had his best interest at heart--- but the unfolding events were beyond Lord Eric's stance.He has a greater purpose of opting to go with the Great Lord which he wouldn't understand until the time is most ripe.He moved his feet onward and maintained close physical contact with Lord Eric.“There is no better pla

Michael Scofield literally felt his throat tingling as he leaned further and wiggled his brows at Lord Eric to spill out the premeditated name already.His face was somewhat concocted with a frown, and he would preferred the caller to dial the Great Lord's cell line after their intense conversation was over.The call had rung for about five seconds— Lord Eric chimed a beam at him with a hint he was about to indulge the caller.Michael knew how personal the Great Lord took phone calls, especially when someone he knew needed to communicate with him.“We will continue shortly. I need to indulge Mr. Snow Ambrose…”He managed to spill out and winked at Michael before engaging with the aforementioned caller.Lord Eric knew his boy would have expected him to temporarily ignore the first ring call but had to pick up because he didn't know what could have caused Snow to dial his line.Michael leaned back to the couch and slightly sighed in thought while waiting for the Great Lord to be done.“

Apparently, he was calm in speech, and I didn't even want him to stress himself to make explicit explanations.Clearly, that was weird of the Great Lord which got the Young Lord somewhat perplexed.“I have known you enough to know how diligent you are in whatever you believe in. If it was something that I needed to know you'd have told me already in the last few days.”“I believe a lot is happening in your life, and you're transitioning to a better version of yourself. Don't worry about telling me what you believe I shouldn't know yet till the time is ripe.”“Whenever you're ready to spill the juice. I'll be all ears but for now. Welcome back, my boy!”Lord Eric's words carried lots of weight despite using a low tone to express himself.Michael embraced him once again and whispered to his left ear: “Thank you. Thank you for understanding.”Lord Eric nodded thoughtfully and firmly while patting his shoulder— a tinge of emotions etched on both faces while they giggled and teased each ot

Lord Eric Sanchez hid behind a wall in the living room while he muffled a few seconds of laughter after his boy teased him from a distance.Michael Scofield wore a charming smile while the domestic staff helped with the entrance door as they should.Others, without being told, carried two of the bags he was gifted in the old healer's abode with some of his clothing.His instincts expressed that Lord Eric should have perceived his voice earlier and kept mute or possibly hiding.Apparently, that was how much both men had bonded in the past few months after their paths crossed.He stepped into the living room with high hopes to see Lord Eric— he darted his eyes across different corners of the house but was still standing at a point.He returned his eyes to some of the household staff members a few miles away who were still shining their teeth in excitement.They observed how he was suddenly gazing at them and slightly lowered their faces while indulging in muffled smiles.It dawned on hi

They had been staring at him in silence and knew he was battling with several inward thoughts that he hadn't shared with them in the past six days after his return from office on the day of Lilian's arrest.Ethan had discussed it with his grandfather, who insisted the Shepherd should be given a level of privacy to sort out his heart thoughts with his personal struggles, which was common with every gifted heir.The old healer believed nothing was strange about Michael drifting in thought and, a couple of times, musing to himself— he was a human and would have in-depth questions to mumble upon.“Our Shepherd. The training never ends as each day comes with new things to learn about humans and the act of healing them.”“Remember to conduct your daily meditation exercise at the earliest dawn and before you retire for the day. It helps to keep your mind and powers active so you wouldn't be taken by surprise when the time to save someone has arrived.”After a couple of seconds and silent eye

***Just like the wind, time speedily raced like an ambitious personnel with plans and objectives to pursue, and before a blink of an eye, seven days had already gone by.Marking the end of Michael Scofield's herbal medicine training which was one of the most beautifully daring adventures he had ever experienced.While in training, he tried to keep up with daily communication with Lord Eric Sanchez to assure him everything was fine.The Founder and CEO of Eric Cottage Winery Enterprise certainly didn't know why his boy hadn't slept a night in his abode ever since he saved Shalom from a death situation.All he knew was whatever reason that would keep Michael away from the mansion must be worth it.Hence, when he learned of his outstanding input in apprehending more bad eggs in the company, which skyrocketed his faith in him.Michael knew Sheraton was Lord Eric's eye and ear and was definitely feeding him with information about his endeavors in the company and other life-related involve

It was already Twelve Months after the completion of The Nonprofit Organization of taking the Nobodies off the streets. On the same note, it's already a year since Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland proposed to Lillian Rose but the plans for marriages were stalled due to unforeseen circumstances that struck. Five months after Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland declared the completion of the second project; his father Lord Marshall Roland calmly passed on. Late Lord Marshall Roland was laid to rest about a month after his peaceful demise. His funeral was widely televised with special dignitaries from different walks of life in attendance to pay their last respects to the legendary Lord Marshall Roland. Five months had rapidly passed and it was time for the British Prominence House of Icon to host her annual event which was highly regarded across the globe. The event was strictly by invitation; a shortcut to entry was highly prohibited. Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland was esteemedly invit

The crowd engaged in indistinct and distinct communication amongst themselves as they beheld history being made. The achievement of Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland posed as a hallmark that will widely be spoken up.“It’s time to fill our stomachs with quality meals. Sit back and relax; Honeywell Real Estate company wants to entertain you with food. Thank you,” the Master of ceremony calmly chipped in while signaling the contracted food vendors to do the needful.The food vendors and ushers endeavored to be at their best disposition to deliver on a professional basis. Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland during refreshments winked at one of the ushers who hinted at the food vendors. The three parties quickly understood what the hint was for.Lillian Rose had been screaming alongside her father; Fredrick, for over twenty minutes since the events officially commenced. Frederick and Lillian Rose had been duly served just like other guests were taken care of.Frederick beamed at the exquisite sig

The crowd returned to their cheering and applauding. The words of Lord Marshall Roland struck deep inside their sensory organs and they couldn't help but respond in acknowledgement.It was a good moment to behold; seeing a father publicly expressing his heartfelt gratitude to life for blessing him with a son Julian Mars Roland.Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland didn't allow his father's limitations to stop him. He ensured his late mother's dream of establishing an orphanage was actualized.A WIN WIN!“You have surpassed me in all spheres of life and remained humble. What I thought was unimaginable and impossible; you have vehemently achieved them all. Dearest Son you had and will conquer more life boundaries. You're unstoppable. Congratulations!” Lord Marshall Roland spoke out without hesitation. He kept nodding his head in excitement.Lord Marshall Roland didn't hide the fact to the public about his son's hunger to pursue goals. His son was by far more mentally equipped than he could ha

“The Nonprofit Organization would train individuals for over two years and after that would be given a wide golden opportunity to work in Honeywell Real Estate company or any of its sister companies across Europe,” Grandmaster Julian Mars amidst the wide applause bounced back to words.Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland ensured the purpose of the project was utterly expressed to avoid misinformation of any sort. It was a day to divulge what had been built for about two years and didn't want any human from the crowd to have a wrong notion of why it was built.It wasn't a project to steal from the public or generate funds from citizens; rather it was founded to give out to the society and bless humanity through its effectiveness. It was built to give hope to the hopeless and those who had been humiliated and belittled just like he was.Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland has the unquenchable hunger to always give out to the society as much as he is good and building such a project would give eno

Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland kept beaming as he beheld numerous personalities celebrate and honor him. He had been acknowledged and appreciated multiple times but the ongoing event had a special sense of accolades that was dear to his heart.Knowing his late mother's dream had been actualized with tremendous impact on the lives of the orphans didn't take off the smiles on his charming face.HIS TIME!“Thirty seconds silent to all the plotters and schemers who couldn't behold this day and have been locked up in jail to learn a hard lesson for at least five years,” Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland sarcastically mouthed with lips curved in mockery.Everyone observed thirty seconds of silence to all his foes and villains who failed to stop him from booming. Their maneuvering antics all got them behind bars with judges determining their fate.The news of how Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland effortlessly had Rihanna Petersburg and her allies arrested to be severely punished went viral and was

“Yippee! Hurray! Wow! That's the man! The Greatest ever known! Oops! Amazing!” The guests and many more who were present in the auditorium kept cheering and voicing out with so much intensity.The atmosphere was engulfed with an elevated sensation of Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland as the cheering and applauding increased at every single moment of action. It was a moment to erect as a statue for posterity's sake as he walked down from his exalted seat towards the stage with smiles of fulfillment etching on his face.The Master of ceremony titled his head in respect and honor while handling the microphone to the Grandmaster who patted his shoulder and offered him a welcoming smiling gesture.“Thank you. That was a well-rehashed introduction. Thank you all for gracing the Honeywell Real Estate company annual conference. Despite your busy schedules, y'all made time to attend. Thank you!” Grandmaster Julian Mars Roland quickly got into speech without further delays.Grandmaster Julian Mars