Novels by Ladipo Michael

Lovers of COLDBLOODED!First of,thanks for reading this book. It really means a lot for me and I dearly appreciate. This is my first Vampire romance book and I'd really love to hear your thoughts in the review section.As some of you already know, I'm happy to tell that the story of your beloved Middleton and Cosgrove isn't over yet!.This book comes with a sequel!!. Yay."THE MALEVOLENT TRIBRID" I do hope you all support, review and enjoy the next book like you enjoyed this!.Once again, I love you all very much and thank you so muc

Everyone that breathed there watched in horror and surprise as great Arthur brought down at least fifty of Nicodemus army whilst Vincent had already sustained an injury; a Werewolf bite which weakened but he still managed to put up a fight.The remaining that left rushed up to Arthur, all of them putting their weights on him to place a bite on his skin. But Arthur roared louder than ever with renewed strength. He threw them away with his hands before running to them tearing them into pieces, ripping their hearts out, he grabbed a Werewolf that launched at him and ferociously bit him by the neck till the man moved no more. Arthur dropped the lifeless body gazing at the injured men whose eyes were lit in fear of the monster in him.Vincent trotted towards Alisha with his injured arm. "The Arthur you know is gone, even I don't know what he is right now. Run.... you're good as dead if he grabs you. Run!" Vincent raised hi

Arthur and Vincent walked stealthily in the woods of the Centurion Pack knowing fully well that guards were on alert, prepared to launch at them. Nevertheless, he still continued on the pathway that led to Bella's captivity;thanks to Sabrina who was able to trace her.Soon rustling of leaves began to sound plus the sound of quick breaths and steps escaping their opponents. The Werewolves surrounded them with a fierce stance and a growl escaping their mouth.Vincent sighed playfully. "You see my friend here, he's really angry and killing Werewolves is his hobby so if you still like your life just let us take what we want and leave. Simple." Vincent gestured courteously but Arthur paid no attention to those words. With certainty, he knew they wouldn't succumb to his friend's philosophical words."We are ready t

Half of Bella's muscles were already weak from the stress she was enduring, her eyes were heavy from the drugs that ran through her system. Her thoughts finally became clear and then she realized she was chained, with her knees to the dry leaves. The fire that burned on the woods made her see clearly till her eyes fell on her mother. Her heart raced faster like it was bound to explode as she watched her mother partly conscious and suffering in pain. Her bones started to shudder as she struggled to meet her mother but her chains held her back successfully.Tears streamed down her cheek realizing how helpless both of them were."Mom?" She stuttered. "Mom!!" She screamed this time."Bella?" She gasped while trying to move her body but no avail."Jeremy!" Her voice sparked with a mix of relief and sadness. His voice was enough to tell how much torture he had gone t

The door flung open to reveal a score of Hybrids and Witches ready to play offensive. Bella gasped, her body cowering in fear. Arthur's eyes widened with horror gleaming on his face. At that moment, confusion set into his mind. Hybrids and Werewolves bite are lethal to Vampires not to talk of Witches whose powers could cause severe pains throughout their bodies. He worried not for himself but Julian and Bella. How was he going to protect them?."Take Bella and run as fast as you can!" Arthur ordered at Julian who simply nodded."There's no place to run cause this house is under a boundary spell. Nicodemus wants the girl, give her and we shall leave without causing you harm." A Witch confidently spat out. Arthur growled at their arrogant remarks. Infuriated at the weight of courage that reeked off them.

"Alpha!" A Royal guard walked alongside Stella, Nicodemus's favorite Witch, into his Chambers. The large dimly lit room filled with several bodies of young women. Drenched in their blood and misery Nicodemus had gifted.Nicodemus groaned under his breath as he continued to feed on the last lady he grasped tightly. His Fangs buried into her neck and his eyes raging with unquantifiable lust."We have news..." Stella muttered sternly, choosing to ignore the mess he had created."This better be important." Nicodemus bellowed as he pulled his fangs out. The lady let out a silent voice before she collapsed to the ground like the other girls he had been feeding on. He wiped the blood path that trailed on his lips to his lower jaw with his thumb. And then wore a sinister smile as he reviewed his Chambers. Basking in

DANIELPARISDaniel dressed his son,John, in the same outfit he was donning. A classic short sleeves dark blue T-shirt layered with a dark green bomber jacket. On a blue slim fit jean and black Chelsea boots to complement it all. He shot his son a bright smile once he had finished dressing him up."There! My little Johnny looks stunning." Daniel gestured with a wink while John grinned sheepishly. The boy's eyes flowed to Funke who stood behind them."Mommy!" John pulled away from his grasp and up to his mother. Daniel arose to his stance shooting his divorced wife a faint smile. They've been divorced for two months now but they still went on vacations together. Only for John's sake. During this months,he resigned from his managerial position and resumed his work in photography. He was also based in New York with his son while Funke remained in Nigeria with a working class job. H

DANIEL As Daniel stared into the Camera Zoey bought for him eight years ago,memories of yesterday flashed. How she retained her ever graceful beauty. Except for the changes which he still fancied. Her long straightened black hair she notably dyed. The rest were just the same;her petite body,those Hazel eyes that glittered and her soft voice which always melted his heart. There was also the sadness accompanied with her smile. It signified how much pain and suffering she had faced over the years. She might not have noticed it but he did. Daniel's mind travelled to the walk and conversation they shared at a garden. He realize her perspective towards issues had changed too. She had grown pessimistic and overly stiff towards him. It was bound to happen anyway. After so many misunderstandings and long years apart,she was right to distrust him. His hands curled into a fist when he remembered all the sufferings she

ZOEY"I must say you've changed drastically." Daniel mumbled as they walked down the street with cups of Coffee in their hands. She arched her eyebrows briefly."The same can be said for you too." She remarked."Oh well,thanks to my past life." He smiled but she ignored it. Choosing to pay attention to even the slightest act he orchestrated. "I have a son." He muttered in a solemn tone. "John,a six year old." His eyes were fixed upfront. She knew he wasn't ready to face her from the guilt that consumed him. On the other hand,she was shocked and failed miserably in handling the bombshell. There was also the pain that sprang up in her chest too."Congrats." Was all she could force her nerves to say. He gazed at her."That didn't come from your heart." He remarked."And how do you know that?" She retorted. Her palms secretly clenching.

DANIEL As the plane landed on the cold floor of New York,all Daniel could think of was the day before. How his Mother had argued vehemently against his decision and Funke crying helplessly. Looking pathetic in her pleas levied to him. Regardless,he didn't waver on his decision. And to avoid further troubles,he decided to move to New York under the pretence of work urgency. Of course Funke had done a lot for he and his family but that didn't warrant love. The moment he had gotten his memories,he realized who his heart belonged to. Zoey Johansson. On a normal day,Daniel would have chosen to pay his friends a visit. But today trailed a different path. Zoey was his only priority. He thirsted to see her,how she has been faring,what work she was up too and above all,the changes she embraced over the years. Thinking about the good times together brought a smile to his face and more than ever he wished to reliv

DANIEL° "Mommy don't tell you're proposing a marriage between Funke and I?" He lifted his eyebrow in a quizzical manner. "What does it look like I'm doing? You've stayed abroad long enough and you're beginning to loose your touch with culture." "That's not enough reason mommy. Besides,I'm not ready for any marriage wahala." "She's a good girl,you both are compatible. Ko si wahala Kan Kan" "And how do you know that?. She's not one I'll even approve to be honest." "Wait,wait,is it that you already have someone else in mind?"

DANIEL"Where are you?!"Daniel sighed,glaring wearily at his iPhone that brightened from his wife's message that popped on his screen. He tossed his phone across his desk from mild irritation.Eight years. Within a span of this period a lot had happened,things had changed. He could start with him rising to a managerial post in one of GT bank's head office. All appraisal to Funke. Back then, he had appreciated her efforts and affection for him until his mother proposed the idea of marriage. He disagreed vehemently but as time passed with Funke continuing her sweet actions. Pressure from both sides,he eventually succumbed for one reason. To repay the debts as she had already done a lot for he and his family.His marriage was blissful when it just bloomed. Although as it aged,Joy became a news of the past,peace ceased to reign. All that replenished their marriage was ceaseless arguments and

"You guys are late!. Where were you both all day?" Lola sported a quizzical face to Collins and Michael who sauntered into the house. Looking tattered and their faces overgrown with stress."Stop acting like our mother." Collins retorted in a weakly voice while they wobbled to their bedroom."You guys don't look good, what happened?" She queried again but none of them bothered to answer."Leave them." Theodore voiced beside her. "They were probably up to no good and it backfired on them."She heaved a sigh before turning in Ariel's direction. Who busied herself watching The Big Bang theory. Then she joined Theodore at the dining."Thank you for the food, Lola." He solem

Marcus hummed to a musical note that played in his head. He was in the Adelade's art gallery. With a smile that defined the divinity within him. He studied the painting until his eyes fell on Mr. Williams. The same man who had offered him a chance to play in Dé Deluxe Piano Concerto. A famous concert every instrumentalists dreams to play in. All thanks to Doctor Roberts too, who had specifically invited them to the Metz Gala. Although the Metz Gala had paved a way in his career, he was still puzzled as to why Doctor Roberts had invited them."Mr. Williams!" He greeted with faint excitement booming in his voice as he approached the Senator. Moderately guarded by icy looking men dressed in suits. They held him back sharply."Marcus I believe?" The Senator responded quizzically with a tiny smile complementing his face.

"The Metz Gala is one of the most respected occasion in the world. So brace yourselves for glamour and several dignitaries."The Trainer stated in a stern voice as their Black Limousine threaded the path to the venue. But all Lola could comprehend under the blue lights was the beauty of how everyone looked. They were all dressed in perfectly tailored black suits and she found Trevor most charming. The sternness imprinted on his face just seemed to be in perfect harmony with his outfit. Perhaps due to her first time seeing him in something different made her react this way, she still loved the feeling regardless."So what are these?" Collins who was rightly seated beside her tousled her thoughts with his question. Only then did she notice the assortments of contact lens that had appeared on the table amidst them."This," The Trainer pronounced as he picked a blue contact lens, raising the object midair. "Is a na

"--And on to international news." The anchor pitched eloquently from the TV. Lola slowly paused in cleaning the glassy mess, Collins had caused."Another spark of protests is ongoing in Area X due to mutant cases uprising in the continent. The joint medical association of the continent has also embarked on an indefinite strike stating Mayor Brooks refusal in accepting their conditions--" Lola heaved a sigh while the TV lucidly displayed massive protests ongoing in several districts. Her cheery countenance easily dampened as she envisioned the kind of disheartening status Area X would be in for the coming weeks. The door suddenly opened with the Trainer emerging. His face full of smiles and his uniform not holding it's accustomed weapons. But that bright countenance morphed into a frown as his eyes fell on the TV."Service! Play us a nice relaxing movie." He ordered in an overly hoarse voice as he shut t

2020LAGOS,UNILAGThe black smokes that lingered, the ringing tone that blared in his ear, and the pain was enough to jolt Collins awake. His body were covered in dust and concretes that crashed from the neighbouring walls and roofs. As he staggered to his stance, his shiny red matriculation gown were now tattered, his ankles were sprained and several cuts spread from his forehead to other parts of his body. His eyes darted around the now collapsed building. This was Jelili Adebisi Omotola centre, a bright hall that contained bright lights with happy people chattering for joy. An hall he was celebrating his matriculation ceremony alongside others. But everything transformed into an unprecedented disaster. An explosion raked the building. He gasped in fear as his hazy vision displayed lifeless bodies of his friends scattered across the vast building. His eyes then str

"How did you find me here?" Lola quietly asked when he finally relieved her off his warmth. They were under the cold morning now, still dimly and serene."I observed you've been working extra hours since two weeks ago." He responded while he trailed beside her in his accustomed glorious black uniform. But this time, he wasn't heavily loaded with weapons."You usually leave the gym around six in the evening when in fact our working hours ends by four. And then, by six in the morning you're back at the gym." He explained. She nodded whilst struck in a limbo if to appreciate his detailed explanation or react otherwise for being stalked."You're working hard, Lola." He sounded again. "More than the others but trust me, the body sometimes needs rest."

First of, I'm thanking all my readers for reading this 'not so perfect' book to the end. Your comments,your Votes kept on encouraging to write more. Although I'm certainly not a perfect writer with a perfect story??,it really means a lot for me for appreciating this little work of mine. Thank you all so so much,I really do love you!.Second, I'm actually thinking of a possibility in writing a sequel to this book. I don't know yet but let me know what you all think about it. In the meanwhile,I'm recently starting a new book series. I'll announce once the book is out but of course I'll gladly appreciate if you check it out too?!.I guess this is bye bye to TMT!. Love you all!♥️♥️♥️.

LAST CHAPTERThis Night would be a troubling one but it will be triumphant. Everyone that breathed in the Academy except those locked in the dungeons gathered themselves outside in the humid darkness to watch the final battle for the fate of the Supernatural world.Nicodemus stood upfront with Arthur by his side. They were all waiting patiently for the arrival of the monster. Eve. The plan is simple. Nicodemus will stab the monster's heart with the precious weapon of his parents and from there his power too will be drained off into the weapon causing the heavy magnitude of power to kill both of them momentarily.They all startled in fear as they saw Eve appear meters away before them. Arthur handed the Stake-like weapon to Nicodemus immediately."I was wrong." Arthur heard Nicodemus say. "Love isn't the weakness of a man. It is the strength. You have a good heart and I know you wo

Once the fight was over. The rest disappeared into the building while Sabrina stayed. She continued to stare at the sizeable amount of blood spilled from the monster and there was Nicodemus's too. Perhaps their blood might be of use. So she spelled two empty jars to her palms. One would be to retrieve The monster and the other for Nicodemus's.She walked to the damaged ground where plenty of the monster's blood lay. She opened the first jar before closing her eyes shut. This spell would take it's toll on her due to little energy she had left."Calicus liberie retrieva, Calicus liberie retrieva, Calicus liberie retrieva, Calicus liberie retrieva!....." She felt the little power of hers draining as the spell began it's work. The black blood rose gradually and steadily into

Dreams. Dreams are our fantasies that we want to become a reality. Even as much as we work hard towards building that perfect reality of ours,this small world we live in will always have the final say. In the end,those dreams grows from a brightly burning fire to a faint light and becomes a castle built in the air. They never come true.Arthur would say he was put in this position. A life where his dreams would never ever come true,a life where his dreams seems so faraway from reach.There she was,the lady he loves dearly crying helplessly in his arms while his friends watched with tears in their eyes too. Was this what he deserves?,a life with no peace."Look at this statues. They are a perfect work of art!."They all turned to the

"He had us played the whole time. Checkmated from the beginning." Arthur added when Sabrina finished narrating their ordeal with Nicodemus."He has a family. A happy one at that." Arthur's hand curled into a fist. The five years they spent in search for a weapon was all for nothing. While they were suffering, Nicodemus was busy the whole time enjoying his life with his family. Once his eyes fell on that adorable kid and his innocently looking mate,he lost the motivation to kill his Sire. But there was still one question left."Why did Nicodemus hesitate in killing us when he had the chance to?." He didn't know when he inadvertently voiced out his thoughts."Probably to enjoy seeing us suffer more." Vincent responded with a frown.

NEW ORLEANSFear. Fear has been the only feeling that reigned for centuries. If it isn't fear of the Tribrid then it is of death or of being dominated or of failing or of trying or of loosing someone you deeply care about.These were the feelings Nicodemus was accustomed to. He expected New Orleans supernatural community to be in great turmoil over his sudden appearance,he expected that feeling of fear but all what he was seeing were different. The communities were in great disorder. They craved for death but all that came were more suffering,pain and helplessness.Packs were already deserted, Covens were a living burial ground and Vampires a living disaster.Faith was greatly disturbed by the scenes she was viewing,thankfully Audrey was fast as