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 fifty five.Victoria's frustration grew as Ethan didn't answer her call. They were supposed to meet, but now he was ignoring her. She considered leaving the club, regretting her decision to surprise him without warning.Just as she was about to give up, a video popped up on her phone from Maria. It was a video of Ethan. Victoria felt a surge of jealousy, but her concern grew as she noticed Ethan acting strangely in the video. She quickly stood up, deciding to check on him, knowing he was in his private room.Before Victoria reached Ethan's room, she heard someone banging on a nearby door, shouting "Help! Help!" Confused, she looked around, her eyes darting between the door and Ethan's private chambers. She decided to help whoever was trapped.When she tried to open the door, it wouldn't budge. Luckily, one of Ethan's bodyguards arrived and helped break it open. To their surprise, they found Ethan's guard locked inside."What are you doing here?" Victoria asked, shocked. Th

Chapter fifty four.Maria looked at him, confused. "You were expecting me to come?” she asked. Ethan nodded, lighting a cigarette. "Yes, I thought you'd fall to your knees, crying and pleading, like you usually do when you're in a tight spot." He said this with a smug tone. But Maria surprised him by letting out a sigh of relief, rather than taking offense. She remained calm, knowing she has a mission to accomplish.She put on a bright smile as Ethan gazed at her with an unreadable expression. Swaying her hips, she walked towards him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, smiling seductively. However, her charm had no effect on Ethan; instead, he felt disgusted by her behavior. He shoved his hands into his pockets."What if I'm not here to beg you?" she asked. Ethan chuckled. "We both know you love money. There's no way you won't beg me to take you back."She burst into laughter. "You're right, I love money, and money loves me," she said. "But I'm not here to beg." Ethan raise

chapter fifty three.Maria raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Caleb's proposal. "What deal?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. Caleb glanced around the restaurant, ensuring they were out of earshot, before clearing his throat. "Ethan ruined both our lives, and we can't just let it slide," he said, his voice low and determined. Maria nodded in agreement, her interest piqued. "Good, so I've come up with a way for us to get back at him," Caleb continued, a hint of a plan forming on his face. Maria chuckled, skeptical. "Getting back at Ethan isn't easy. He's powerful, and everyone will work in his favor, not ours," she said, her frown deepening as she sipped her coffee. Caleb's expression turned intense. "I know. That's where you come in," he said, his eyes locking onto hers. Maria's frown deepened, her disbelief evident. "Me?" she asked, her voice laced with skepticism. Caleb nodded, a confident smile spreading across his face. "Yes, you. I already have everything planned. All you

Chapter fifty two.Maria's eyes widened as she took in the sight of Victoria, her voice echoing in her mind. She felt a mix of emotions: surprise, embarrassment, and a hint of unease. Maria rubbed the back of her hair.Maria repeated, "Yes, I'm the boss. You wanted to see me, so here I am. Go on, rant." She folded her arms, her eyes fixed on Maria. "We don't know who you are, right? Now I'm interested. Who are you?" she asked, disgusted. Caleb stood up, trying to intervene. "We don't have to do this," he said. But Victoria burst into laughter. "Your darling wife started it," she said, her voice dripping with amusement. "I simply asked her to leave and eat elsewhere, no need to settle the bill. But what did she do? Threw a tantrum." The scene was drawing attention, and everyone was watching them. Caleb felt embarrassed, his anger towards Maria growing.Maria snapped back, "Don't pretend like you didn't hate me, that's why you asked us to eat outside." Victoria shook her head with

Chapter fifty one."Let's go on a date today," Caleb said, his smile growing wider when Maria raised an eyebrow."What did you just say?" Maria asked, her tone questioning."I said, let's go on a date," Caleb repeated.Maria held the gown with one hand and walked towards him, placing her hands on his neck. Caleb flinched slightly, his eyebrows rising in surprise."What?" he asked."I want to check if you're okay," Maria said. "First, this expensive gown, and now a date?"Caleb chuckled, pulling her closer. His breath was warm on her face. "Can't I spoil my wife?" he asked.Maria pulled back slightly, laughing and shaking her head. "You must be dreaming or someone told you I'm dying, because calling me your wife sounds weird," she said.Caleb smiled, walking up to her. "Oh, sweetheart," he said.He wrapped his hands around her waist. "I just want us to start fresh. We've been having some ups and downs, and I miss the old us," he said. But Maria's smile faltered, and she felt a pang

Chapter fifty.Maria's eyes blazed with anger as she hissed, "Stay away from my man." Victoria turned to face her, a hint of amusement on her face. "I'm sure you're not talking to me," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.Maria moved closer, her voice rising. "Who else would I be talking to? Husband snatcher!" Victoria corrected her, shaking her head, "No! Ex-husband. Ethan is your ex-husband. Move on, girl. You're married."Maria's face twisted in rage, her teeth gritted. She hated Victoria's confidence. "Caleb and I are getting divorced," she spat. "Watch me win Ethan back."Victoria smiled, unfazed. "I love a lady who dreams. Ethan can never be yours." With that, she walked away, pushing Maria aside. Maria's eyes flashed with anger as she almost lost her balance.Frustrated, Maria hit her leg on the floor, her hands clenched into fists. "I won't let them win," she muttered to herself. "No, I won't.”Rose walked up to Maria. “It's time to home,” she said and Maria nodded.