Novels by Karty Perry

Ezra leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he stared at Ethan with cold determination. His expression remained unreadable."You want me to abduct Olive?" he repeated, his voice dangerously low.Ethan smirked, lifting his whiskey glass to his lips before taking a slow sip. He savored the burn before setting the glass down, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the polished surface of his desk."Not just abduct," he corrected, his voice laced with amusement. "You’ll be working with Mia’s assassins. They’re skilled, precise. No loose ends."Ezra scoffed. "Mia?" He shook his head. "She’s blinded by her obsession with Raymond. You really think she’ll follow through once she has Olive in her grasp?"Ethan’s grin widened. "That’s the beauty of it, little brother. Mia thinks she’s running the game, but she’s nothing more than a pawn. Her hatred for Olive will make her reckless, and that’s exactly what we need. Let her believe she’s in control while we take what truly matters."

Raymond’s phone rang, breaking the silence in the hospital ward.The sharp sound pulled him from his thoughts as he sat beside Olive’s hospital bed, his fingers resting lightly against hers. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the phone and answered without looking at the screen."Hello, sir," Daniel’s voice came through, steady but laced with an undertone of unease. "Sonia is no longer there."Raymond didn’t react immediately. Instead, a slow smirk crept onto his face."Leave them," he said, his voice was calm. "There’s an ambush waiting for them."He ended the call and slipped the phone back into his pocket, his expression unreadable.It wasn’t surprising. He had expected this.Sonia thought she was smart. She thought she had slipped away. But what she didn’t know was that he had planned for this exact moment. He had felt someone tailing him last night when he entered the dark room. Their presence had been obvious, their movements too cautious, too calculated. He had ignored th

Sonia scoffed, her lips twisting into a smirk despite the raw pain on her face. She tilted her head slightly, letting her disheveled hair fall to one side as she regarded Raymond with defiant amusement."Because you don’t have the guts to hurt me. Because you love me very much," she beamed, her voice laced with mockery. "You act like a beast, but deep down, you're just a scared little boy hiding behind power."Raymond’s gaze darkened, his patience wearing dangerously thin.In a single, swift movement, his hold on her jaw tightened, his fingers pressing into her skin as he forced her to look at him."Even if the real Sonia comes, I won’t give her any damn attention," he said coldly, his grip tightening slightly before he abruptly shoved her head to the side, making it snap back. "Let alone a fake like you."Sonia laughed. It was a wicked, high-pitched sound, grating and mocking. The defiance in her eyes burned brightly, as if she truly believed she had control over the situation. She b

“Oh, Raymond, you haven’t welcomed us well,” his grandfather said, his deep voice carrying both authority and expectation.Raymond’s fingers tapped against the armrest of his chair, his jaw set tight. Across from him, Mia sat beside his grandfather, her body angled slightly toward the old man as if seeking shelter in his presence. Her expression was laced with mock innocence, but the smug glint in her eyes didn’t escape Raymond’s notice.“She must have missed you so much,” his grandfather added, and Mia tilted her head playfully.“Yes, Grandpa! Only you understand me,” Mia cooed, slipping her arm through his grandfather’s as if she were a beloved granddaughter, cherished and protected.Raymond scoffed, as he look at Mia with Irritation. His gaze shifted to his grandfather, “what are you doing in New York?” His voice was firm, void of warmth.His grandfather exhaled slowly, leaning back against the chair, his fingers intertwined on his lap. “I didn’t know I needed to inform you before

Her breath hitched, but she refused to flinch. She would not give him the satisfaction.Daniel held the knife steady, his gaze locked onto hers, dark and unreadable.But just as the blade was about to cut into her skin, his phone vibrated. The sharp sound shattered the thick silence of the room. Daniel’s jaw ticked in irritation.Daniel fingers tightened around it the knife as he brought it down, he reached into his pocket with his free hand.The caller was his boss “Raymond.A sign of disappointment crossed his face as he answered.“Hello, sir.”“Has she spoken?” Raymond’s voice was cold, clipped.Daniel’s gaze flickered back to Sonia, whose lips curled into a bloody smirk despite her battered state.“Not yet, sir.”A brief pause. Then Raymond’s voice returned, this time with a controlled calmness that hinted at something more.“Okay. Come to the hospital. I have something to take care of.”Daniel’s fingers flexed around the phone. He wanted to stay. To finish what he started. But R

Sonia’s scream tore through the dark, room, raw and piercing. Her body jerked violently against the restraints as Daniel twisted the blade deeper into her hand. Blood trickled down her fingers, pooling onto the cold floor beneath her.Her chest heaved, her breath ragged. Pain coursed through every nerve, but she refused to break. Instead, she let out a low, pained chuckle, her lips curling into a bloody smirk.“Do your worst,” she rasped, her voice hoarse but laced with defiance. She spat a mouthful of blood onto the floor, her dark eyes flashing with a twisted kind of amusement.Daniel regarded her in silence, his expression unreadable. Without a word, he turned away, walking toward the table in the corner.Sonia’s gaze followed him, her heart pounding despite the mask of bravado she wore.She watched as he carefully selected his next tools—another knife, smaller but just as deadly, a whip with leather-stripped ends, and a lighter. He moved with a kind of precision that made her stom