Novels by Quin Ari

Marcus dropped the gun on Grey's chest, covering his face with his hands before standing up and pulling his hair back. He walked away, got into his car, and drove off, lost in thought.As he arrived home, he rested his head on the steering wheel, wondering how he would face his parents. He was still reeling from the revelation that his parents, whom he had believed were dead, were actually alive.With a sigh, he stepped out of the car and locked it, noticing the eerie silence. As he entered the house, he flipped on the light switch, and suddenly, everyone screamed "Surprise!"Marcus flinched, taken aback by the sudden noise and the sea of faces before him. He was surrounded by loved ones, all holding flowers and balloons, their faces beaming with joy."What's going on?" Marcus asked, genuinely surprised, and they all smiled.Sandra stepped forward, beaming. "Since your parents are alive, I thought of doing a little celebration to mark the happy news," she explained, and everyone nodde

"I should be the one saying that," Grey sneered, laughing evilly. Marcus stared at him, his eyes blazing with fury, as he moved forward."You dare think of hurting my parents?" Marcus growled.Grey shrugged. "That's the rule of the street: kill to survive."Marcus shook his head in disgust. "Not your own blood, Grey. He was your elder brother, and you dared to do this to him?"Grey smirked. "Spare me the crap, Marcus. You would have done the same if you were in my shoes. It's survival. The rule is to survive. Your father thought he could have all the good things in life and make me his puppet? Never. I took control of my own destiny."Marcus scoffed. "Take control of your destiny? You call this control? Locking up your own family, manipulating and using them for your own gain?"Grey didn't answer, he just shrugged his shoulders, his expression unrepentant."You know one of the things I hate?" Marcus asked, his eyes blazing with anger as he stared at Grey."What?" Grey asked, a hint of

The next day, after breakfast, Marcus set out to Grey's house, parking his car at a distance. He put on his hoodie and stepped out, glancing around cautiously before walking towards the gate. To his surprise, it swung open with ease, suggesting Grey had forgotten to lock it. Marcus entered, still looking over his shoulder, and pushed open the creaky front door.As he stepped inside, his eyes scanned the empty rooms, his gaze darting everywhere. The house seemed abandoned, with no signs of life or warmth. Marcus let out a sigh, confusion etched on his face. Why did Grey's house look like no one lived there?He began to climb the stairs, trying to be careful not to make a sound, his senses heightened as he ventured deeper into the house.Marcus stood in the middle of the house, his eyes scanning the area, trying to locate the source of the mysterious noise he had heard earlier. He finally found the room, but it was locked. He searched for something to open the door, but found nothing

Sandra groaned, trying to sit up, and Marcus rushed to her side, helping her into a comfortable position. She gave him a weak smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Leaning back against the pillow, she whispered, "Thank you."Marcus nodded, adjusting the pillow for her. The silence between them was awkward, until Marcus cleared his throat, forcing Sandra to look at him. "I want to ask a personal question," he said, his eyes locked on hers.Sandra nodded weakly, "Go on."Marcus held her hands, his voice filled with emotion. "Have you ever thought of marriage?" he asked, his eyes searching for answers.Sandra smiled weakly, but this time, it reached her eyes. "Does it matter?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Marcus nodded, urging her to answer. "Please, answer me. Have you ever thought of marriage?" he asked again, his voice filled with longing.Sandra chuckled, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "Why are you so interested? When did you begin to care?" she asked, her voice

"What?!" Marcus exclaimed, stunned, and Katherine nodded, swallowing hard. "The report came in when you left to find her," she said, her voice trembling. "It showed that she's carrying a child." Marcus gasped, cursing under his breath as he rubbed his hair in disbelief. "No, no, no," he muttered, shaking his head. He couldn't believe this was happening to him. He didn't need a DNA test to know the child was his. Overwhelmed, Marcus collapsed to the floor, covering his face with his hands. He felt angry at himself, frustrated that he couldn't protect his own child. "I couldn't be there for my own child... what kind of father am I?" he mumbled, slapping himself in despair. Katherine rushed to his side, trying to calm him down. "Stop, Marcus, please," she begged, but he shook her off. "No, I have failed," he repeated, slapping himself harder. "I have failed as a father. What kind of father am I?" he asked, his voice cracking with emotion. Katherine paused, taken aback by his word

Amayah seized the opportunity to escape, dashing outside as Marcus was distracted. She spotted Owen and rushed towards him, relief washing over her. "Baby, let's get out of here! Marcus is crazy!" she begged, tugging on Owen's arm.But Owen didn't budge. Instead, he pulled her close, his hands gripping her waist tightly. "How did you think I ended up here?" he asked, his voice low and menacing.Amayah swallowed hard, confusion etched on her face. "I don't get it," she stammered.Owen let out an evil laugh. "You're truly dumb," he sneered, his eyes glinting with malice.Amayah's eyes widened as the pieces clicked into place. "Wait, you... you tracked me here?" she asked, disbelief etched on her face.Owen nodded, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. Amayah tried to step back, but he caught her, holding her tight. She was trapped, and Owen's grip only tightened as he reveled in his sinister triumph."I didn't just track you here," Owen sneered, his eyes glinting with malice. "

Chapter forty two.Maria begged, "Please talk to me, you're scaring me."But Caleb's expression turned menacing as he stood up and walked towards her. Maria backed away, her eyes fixed on his."Ca.. Caleb..." she stuttered, but he ignored her, his eyes blazing with anger.Maria continued to back away until her back hit the wall. She swallowed hard, trying to speak.Caleb towered over her, his phone thrust in her face. Maria's eyes widened as she saw an email notification of a debit from Caleb's account, dated the day she went on a date with the General of West.Her eyes darted back to Caleb, who was seething with rage. "Who did this?" he demanded.But Maria remained silent, her heart racing with fear. Caleb's anger was intimidating, and she was too scared to speak.When Caleb barked, "When I ask you a question, you answer!" Maria flinched, closing her eyes.She whispered, "Me…”Caleb's eyes blazed with anger. "You?" he asked, his voice low and menacing.Maria swallowed hard. "Yes, me

Chapter forty one.Maria excused herself and walked to her room, with Caleb following closely behind. As soon as they closed the door, Caleb demanded, "What's the meaning of that? Are you ashamed to let your family know about our situation?"Maria rolled her eyes. "I'm just saving you the embarrassment."Caleb's brow furrowed. "Embarrassment?"Maria nodded. "Yes, if you want to live in this house and be treated with respect, we need to keep up this charade."Caleb's eyes narrowed. "So, if I don't have money, I'm not worthy of respect?"Maria sighed, exasperated. "Caleb, I don't have the energy for this conversation today."She turned to leave, but Caleb grabbed her arm, pulling her back. Maria almost lost her balance, but Caleb didn't seem to care."Are you walking away from me?" he asked, his voice low and angry.Maria shot back, "Caleb, please, I'm not in the mood for your nagging."Caleb's face darkened. "Oh, now I nag? Maria, now I nag?”Maria remained silent, exhausted from the a

Chapter forty.Maria approached Caleb, who was packing his clothes into a box, ignoring her. She stood there, her hands clasped together, and cleared her throat to get his attention."What's the next plan?" she asked, trying to break the silence.Caleb scoffed, turning to face her. "Your house," he said, but Maria immediately shook her head."No, we can't go to my house," she said, but Caleb chuckled. "Why not?"Maria didn't answer. Deep down, she felt that going back to her house would be a humiliation. Her neighbors would gossip and laugh at her, but she couldn't admit this to Caleb."Answer me, why can't we go there?" Caleb barked, making Maria flinch. She composed herself quickly."Nothing," she said hesitantly. "I just feel we... uh... shouldn't go there."Caleb nodded. "Fine, we won't go there. You'd better come up with a better plan for us."Maria remained silent, her hands rubbing against each other nervously."Go on, speak up," Caleb said impatiently. "I'm waiting for you."

Chapter thirty nine.Caleb pushed Ethan, his anger boiling over. "I know you're hurt that Maria chose me over you, but you need to move on, bro!" he barked.Ethan's expression remained unreadable, his hands still crossed behind his back. "Are you done? Now get out."Caleb let out a low hiss. "Get a life," he spat.Ethan's voice rose. "Are you done? Get out!"Caleb shook his head. "No, I'm not done. You can do whatever you want, but Maria is mine."Ethan barked again, "Get out!"Rose quickly intervened, standing between the two men and joining her hands together. "Please, don't be angry.”"Why should I be angry?" Ethan said with a smirk. "I have better things to do than waste my time with losers like you two."Rose felt a sting from his words, but she reminded herself to stay calm for her sister's sake.She turned to Caleb, joining her hands together in a pleading gesture. "Can we please just apologize and leave?" she begged.Caleb stared at her, then nodded. "Okay."Rose whispered

Chapter thirty Eight.Rose rushed to the police station after seeing the news about her sister's arrest. She burst in, frantically asking, "Where's my sister?"Caleb turned around, and as soon as Rose saw him, she approached him. "What's going on? I saw the news... Maria can't even harm a fly. Also…"Before Rose could finish, Caleb interrupted her. "Can you take a deep breath?"Rose nodded, sniffing and blinking back tears. Caleb gently guided her to a bench, where she sat down.Taking a deep breath, Caleb explained the situation to Rose. Her eyes widened in shock when he said, "Our only option is to beg Ethan.""Beg Ethan," Rose repeated, her voice laced with concern. Caleb nodded solemnly."All the lawyers we've called are refusing to help, no matter how much we offer," Caleb said, frustration etched on his face.Rose's eyes narrowed. "Who's behind this? Who's helping Ethan? There's no way he can have this much power."Caleb lit a cigarette, taking a long drag before answering, "I

Chapter thirty seven.“Listen, Caleb. I'll give it to you straight. If you want your wife out, you'll need to apologize to Ethan."Caleb's eyes widened in shock. "What?”"I'm only giving you advice, Caleb," the chief of police said. "If you want to see your wife again..."Caleb brushed off the chief's hand on his shoulder. "Oh please, Ethan sent you to say this? Now you work with Ethan? Nobody can be bought, right?" Caleb sneered.The chief of police crossed his hands behind his back. "I only care about you, young Master Swayer."Caleb snorted. "No, you don't care. All you care about is the money. How much does he have? You think I don't have enough?"“Enough to buy your entire family, Caleb.”Ethan appeared, a sly smile on his face. Caleb's face twisted in rage. "Bastard!" he spat, swinging a fist at Ethan, who dodged it swiftly.Ethan grabbed Caleb's hands, holding them in a tight grip. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood," Ethan said, before releasing Caleb's hands abruptly.Cal