destiny myers
destiny myers's Book(1)
The billionaire's secret guardian
Adventure Cassidy Lane had spent years chasing stories. She had been to war zones, had her life threatened, and had stared down corrupt officials in high-rise offices. Nothing scared her. Nothing until now.
She had always believed that a story was about the facts-the evidence, the truth, the cold reality of what was happening beneath the surface. But as she sat in her small, dimly lit office reviewing yet another file on Alexander Cross, the billionaire CEO of Cross Industries, she began to question everything she knew.
She had her suspicions. Everyone did. Alexander Cross was a name whispered in circles of power, a man who had built an empire with ruthless precision. His reputation was as sharp as his business acumen-cold, calculating, and unyielding. Cassidy had spent weeks trying to find the truth behind the rumors, and every path led her back to one conclusion: he was untouchable.
But Cassidy wasn't the type to walk away. She wasn't afraid of untouchable. She went after what others feared. And now, she was here, standing at the edge of something dangerous.
She leaned back in her chair, running a hand through her dark hair. The file in front of her contained details on Cross Industries' offshore dealings, questionable transactions, and a dozen names connected to black-market operations. The deeper Cassidy dug, the more tangled the web became. The more Alexander Cross's name kept surfacing.
She had to meet him.
Cassidy knew the risks. She knew that taking down someone like Alexander Cross wasn't just about exposing the truth-it was about survival. And right now, she was getting too close to something that could destroy her career, her reputation, or worse, her life.
But that was the price she paid for chasing the truth.
Alexander Cross hadn't been interested in the meeting. He never was.
But he had learned long ago that sometimes you had to meet your enemies halfway-especially when they had something on you. The woman walking into his office now had a reputation, and she wasn't here to play games.
He didn't stand to greet her when she entered. Instead, he remained seated behind his massive, mahogany desk, his steely eyes scanning the woman in front of him. She was younger than he expected-about the same age as his sister, who had long since left his world behind. Cassidy Lane didn't look like someone who would threaten his empire, but there was something about her presence that unnerved him. It was the look in her eyes. The unwavering determination.
Cross had met many people in his life-business partners, enemies, associates-but none like Cassidy Lane. She was fierce, driven, and, above all, unafraid.
He studied her as she crossed the room and took a seat in front of him.
"I'm not sure why you think I'll talk to you," he said, his voice low, calculated. "But let's see what you have to say."
Cassidy didn't flinch. "I'm here to expose the truth about Cross Industries."
Alexander's lips twisted into a small, humorless smile. "You think you can?"
"I don't think," Cassidy replied, her voice firm. "I know."
He leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest. "And why would I help you with that?"
"Because you don't want me exposing the truth about you," Cassidy said, leaning forward slightly. "You don't want anyone digging into your company. Your past."
A flicker of something-anger? Regret?-crossed his face for just a moment, before his expression returned to its usual, controlled state. "You're playing a dangerous game, Miss Lane."
She met his gaze, unwavering. "I'm not playing. I'm here to win."
Alexander didn't answer immediately. He studied her for a long moment, as if considering something. There was a pause, the weight of it hanging between them, before he finally spoke.
"I'll tell you this," he said slowly, his voice more serious now. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into."
Cassidy didn't move. She could feel the intensity in the air. "I know exactly what I'm getting into."
A beat passed, and Alexander finally stood, walking to the large window behind his desk. He glanced out at the sprawling city below, his eyes distant, lost in thought. "You don't."
Cassidy's heart raced. She knew what he was trying to do. Trying to intimidate her. But she wasn't going to back down. She wasn't scared of him.
"I know more than you think," she said, voice steady. "And I'm going to take you down."
Alexander turned back to face her, his expression unreadable. "If you can."
The Web Tightens
The tension in the room was palpable. Cassidy could feel the weight of his words as they hung in the air. But she wasn't afraid of Alexander Cross. She couldn't afford to be. She had come too far to turn back now.
But the truth was-it wasn't just his business dealings that intrigued her. It was him.
Everything about him screamed power, control, and darkness. He wasn't the man she had imagined-the ruthless CEO who cared nothing for anyone but himself. No, there was more to Alexander Cross than You might like
Wake Up, Dream Boy!
Mr. Ben Having some of the poems in the first edition of the poem collection, ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts)’ published in several poetry magazines as High On Poems, Earthborne Magazine, Deadsnakes and so on, the author has ushered in the second, titled ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts) ---The Reloaded.
It is said to be ‘reloaded’ because there are other poems to be added to make this edition slightly richer than the first. With poems as ‘Out of the Box’, ‘Dad Loves Me’, ‘Heralding God’s Magnificence’ being published in notable poetry journals and magazines, the sequel is hoped to make an impact to the entire world, beginning with the readers.
The Table of Contents has the additional poems that readers, who have read the first edition, would realize. They are intended to look into general issues, family, gender, parental, religious (Christian faith), children, love and personal/motivational.
The aim behind this piece is simple. As said in the first edition, it is about entertaining, enlightening, inspiring or motivating and enabling people think for themselves.
Worthy of Note: The author believes that subsequent edition(s) of the work would carry the above-stated aim.
The Redemption of an Empire
TND PLUME The wind whistled through the skyscrapers of Manhattan, creating an eerie symphony. At the top of one of the tallest buildings, the lights of an office remained on, defying the darkness of the night. Alex stared at the horizon, his mind in a storm of thoughts. Everything he had built, everything he had sacrificed for, seemed to crumble before his eyes. At his side, Emma, with an equally determined look, felt the weight of their fight. Their family business, once a powerful empire, was now on the brink of collapse.
The events of the last few months had been a real ordeal. The discovery of his father's criminal activities had shocked Alex. He found himself faced with a heartbreaking dilemma: protect the family heirloom or expose the truth to save his soul. Emma, his partner and unwavering support, had chosen to stand by his side, ready to face the consequences of their actions.
That evening, they stood together, their minds working in harmony to find a solution. The past had caught up with them, but they were determined to write a different future. Their business was not only a symbol of power and wealth, it was the fruit of their dreams and aspirations. They knew that to save her, they would have to navigate even murkier waters, face more formidable enemies, and above all, trust each other.
As the first light of dawn began to appear on the horizon, Emma turned to Alex. "We've overcome so much together. We can't give up now. It's time to fight back, to show everyone that we are stronger than ever."
Alex nodded, a new fire in his eyes. "You're right. We're going to fight for what's right, for our future. And we're not going to let anyone stop us."
Their fight was far from over. This was only the beginning of a new battle, a battle for truth, justice and redemption. Together, they would rebuild their empire, brick by brick, and prove to the world that nothing and no one could break them. 
