Novels by Shorunmu Tobiloba mary

The weight of the leather-bound journal in Chloe’s hands felt heavier than it should have. It wasn’t just paper and ink—it was history, secrets, and, most importantly, danger. She ran her fingers over the worn cover, her mind already racing with questions. The old man’s words still echoed in her ears."Because it’s already too late."Chloe swallowed hard and flipped through the pages. The journal was filled with names, dates, and locations, but her eyes were drawn to a single phrase repeated in different entries—Red Canon of the Canon Forte.She glanced up at Mr. Buma, who watched her with weary eyes. "Tell me what you know. What exactly was Canon Forte? Was it also part of the blood moon?"Mr. Buma sighed, rubbing a hand over his bearded chin. "Canon forte was indeed an extension of Red Blood. A final phase. The real reason behind everything we did."Chloe frowned. "Final phase of what?"Mr. Buma hesitated. Then, he pulled a chair and sat down, gesturing for Chloe to do the same. "Ye

The streets were quieter than usual as Chloe left the train station, the conversation with Max still replaying in her mind. The weight of the folder in her hands felt heavier than it should, as if the information inside carried something more than just words—something dangerous.Sliding into the back seat of her car, she barely acknowledged the driver, a middle-aged man with a thick beard and sharp eyes that flicked toward her in the rearview mirror. His silence was almost unsettling, but she didn’t care."Drive," she ordered, her voice clipped.The car rumbled to life, rolling away from the abandoned station. The shadows stretched long across the pavement, the streetlights flickering weakly as if struggling to stay alive.Then, her phone vibrated.She tensed, pulling it from her coat pocket. A blocked number.For a moment, she hesitated. Then, she answered.“Ms. Chloe,” a deep, raspy voice greeted her.She felt her pulse spike. That voice—it was familiar, yet distant, like an echo fr

Across the sprawling city, in a dimly lit office that smelled of old paper and burnt coffee, Detective Max sat at his desk, absently tapping his fingers against the thin file marked “CONFIDENTIAL.” The ticking of the clock on the far wall was the only sound accompanying him in the late hour, a relentless reminder that time was slipping away.Three days.That was all the time Ms. Chloe had given him to find something—anything—on a man named Logan.Yet after hours of combing through databases, sifting through every Logan recorded in New York's system, Max was no closer to an answer than when he’d started. There were plenty of men with that name, but none matched the peculiar details Chloe had given him. Logan wasn’t just an ordinary man. He fought like a trained operative, moved like a shadow, and disappeared just as easily. That alone set him apart from the rest.Max rubbed his temples, pushing away the headache forming at the base of his skull. His once steaming cup of coffee sat cold

Logan had barely stepped into the hall when he felt the weight of a hundred eyes land on him. The grandeur of the Rivens Health Care Foundation inauguration was nothing short of spectacular—chandeliers glowed with golden light, the scent of expensive champagne filled the air, and the chatter of New York’s elite hummed in the background. Yet, the moment he arrived, the warmth in the room seemed to shift.The whispers started almost immediately."Look at him—finally decided to show up.""Late as usual. Sophia deserves better.” “I still don’t understand why Sophia will settle for someone like this.”"He barely fits in here. A complete psycho.”Logan ignored the murmurs, but his stomach twisted. He wasn’t one to care about appearances, but tonight, the judgment weighed heavier than usual. Maybe because deep down, he was already beginning to accept the fact that he was nothing but a complete outsider in this world of wealth and influence—a world Sophia seemed to glide through effortlessly

Sophia had checked the time on her wristwatch severally, wondering what had kept Logan so busy all day that he had forgotten that he ought to be by her side at the inauguration ceremony of the Rivens health care foundation.At first she had thought he was probably busy with work and had decided not to disturb him with calls, but as the guests started arriving one after the other, she became so angry. She remembered telling Logan not to stay too long as his presence was needed in validating her position as the new chairman of the foundation."The number you're trying to call is currently switched off, please try again later," came the repeated response from the network provider as she tried several times to reach Logan, and that made her anger boil even more.Just when she was about losing it, the door opened and Logan walked in."Where have you been?" She didn't even give room for any welcome greetings.********Ms. Chloe spent the entire day thinking about Logan and the fight that ha

The leader of the loan sharks, a tall man with quite an intimidating look, stormed over to the table where Jaime and Logan were seated. He had been looking everywhere for Jaime and was glad to receive his call earlier that day. Coming over to the meet with him wasn't to take back the money that Jaime was owing them, but to deal ruthlessly with him.When he saw Jaime with Logan, he had interpreted it as Jaime coming over with someone who'd fight alongside himself, and it sparked up the anger that had been boiling deep within him.Without a second thought, he slammed his fist on the table, causing glasses to rattle, and grabbed Jaime by the collar, yanking him forward.Jaime became speechless, not knowing what to do as the leader of the loan sharks shook him violently hitting his back against the hard wall. “You are tired of running, huh? You thought you could hide forever, huh?" The leader of the loan sharks growled, his eyes filled with rage like he was about to suck the life out of