Melenially

⚠️This is a sequel to an ongoing book (Nicholas Vials; The Case Of Michael Vials)⚠️

Baldwin James Alburn, the only living heir to the Alburn family, is the definition of upright and moral. It's just that corruption is only a fire fueled by events that erode one's conscience. 

From his sacrifices for Emberline and his efforts to better the world and the duty he holds to uphold the Alburn name. There still remains a yearning for revenge. A bloodthirsty, scolding, cold desire. 

Nicholas Vials, on the other hand, is the definition of deceit and opportunism. His actions suggest that he doesn't plan on improving his repute. However, he has taken on a path of great peril. To take away the authority from those trying to kill him.

And to find Emberline. 

Yet, neither Baldwin nor Nicholas wield control over their schemes. Like grains of sand in a desert, time slips through their fingers, leaving them grasping for control in a world where nothing is as it seems. Their only hope lies in uncovering the undisclosed—a secret that may hold the key to their salvation or seal their fate forever.

Or perhaps it is hidden in plain sight

Unkept Promises

They stood before a mountain of broken bricks, the mounds grew bugger as Nicholas tossed another into the pile.

"I doubt they're aware of it," Nicholas remarked, glancing at the makeshift construction with a smirk.

"So, is this where you stage your grand escapes?" Emberline asked, an amused smile playing on her face.

"Oh, it's quite the climb. I usually prefer the common gates," Nicholas replied, scaling the mound of bricks like an experienced sportsman walking across a thin string while hovering. The sole of his foot pained as the rough edges of the bricks sunk into his skin, mildly tearing open his skin. He had never gone across without his boots, and he never knew he one day would.

"Though If I may be sincere, this is where I smuggle the bottles of gin from"

"Bottles of gin? How many have you kept hidden?" Emberline asked as he crossed the bricks, almost toppling over as he jumped over the final brick, landing on the soft soil below.

Where are My Shoes