Novels by Love Letter

Outside the ICU.“What’s the meaning of this?!”Audrey stared at the dozens of men in black uniforms standing in front of Briella, blocking her path.Briella stood still, cold and silent, eyes closed, holding a medical kit in her hand.“What’s the meaning? Shouldn’t I be the one asking that?”Taylor tugged at his gray tie, his eyes indifferent as they swept over them, though his lips held a gentle smile.He was playing with a gun in his hand.His gaze moved past Audrey and landed directly on Briella. “Can’t you just stay away from Diego?”Briella slowly opened her eyes, pure and cold. She parted her lips. “Move.”Taylor let out a mocking laugh. His once-refined demeanor vanished in an instant as he fiddled with the gun.The smile on his lips turned ironic. “So should I call you Boss X now? Or Briella? Or… Luna?&rd

Moa struck while the iron was hot, blinking adorably at the staff member.The woman practically melted on the spot. How could anyone be this cute?!She crouched down, took the VIP card from Koa’s tiny hand, and after verifying its authenticity on her computer, nodded quickly.“Alright. Please follow me.”The staff personally escorted Koa and Moa to the VIP entrance. She bent down with a gentle smile.“Just walk through that hallway, and you’ll reach the lounge.”“Thank you, big sister!”Moa, still holding Koa's hand, replied in her sweet voice and flashed a charming smile before tugging her brother inside.The staff member watched them go with hearts in her eyes. ‘God, they're so adorable I could cry!’She reluctantly returned to her post.Inside the long hallway, Koa glanced sideways at Moa.“Not bad. You acted well.”

“Cough—You…!”The chairman clutched his chest in disbelief, staring at Briella.Then turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.“Hurts, doesn’t it?” Briella said coolly, withdrawing her gun. “Relax, I’m not going to let you die.”With practiced calm, she opened a medical kit, put on a pair of gloves, and unwrapped a disposable syringe. She inserted the needle into a vial, drawing out every last drop of the clear liquid.Closing the vial, she picked up a small metal case and walked over to him.With a flick of her fingers, several silver needles glinted in her hand.In one swift motion, she jabbed them into key pressure points across his body.The chairman collapsed, his limbs powerless, his eyes wide with alarm. “W-What are you doing?”He could hardly believe what he was witnessing.Briella gave a s

Briella steadied herself against the wall, eyes brimming with repressed emotions. She lowered her gaze briefly, and when she looked up again, not a trace of vulnerability remained.She stepped out of the elevator.“Briella!”“Briella, are you okay?”Audrey and the others rushed over the moment they saw her.“I’m fine. Audrey, take me to the group’s lab. Nash, stay here and guard him. X Team leader—take everyone to the villa and keep watch over those people!”Audrey blinked in confusion. X Team? Wasn’t that the name of an internationally top-tier mercenary squad?Why would Briella name her people like that?But she didn’t press the issue—her heart was focused entirely on Briella.“Yes, Madam. Please take care of your health.”With Diego unconscious, both Nash and Abel followed Briella’s orders without question.

“How did you recognize that pendant? And the successor of the League... only the four masters are supposed to know that!”Philip stepped forward instinctively, staring at the slender girl in front of him—Briella.A wild thought sprang up in his mind.Then he immediately rejected it.Ridiculous. Impossible.Brie was always elusive. Lotus had appeared recently, and she was still in Emeris with Deanna.If this girl turned out to be one of them, he’d eat his socks upside down.His gaze sharpened.“Briella… what’s your connection to Lotus and Deanna?”Briella’s expression relaxed. She lazily leaned back against the wall, one brow raised.“Connection? You didn’t tell me your secrets—why should I tell you mine?”“I called you sister-in-law, didn’t I?!”Philip looked indignant. He was a dignified WildMoon, and ye

"Master Hank, do you even know what you're saying?" Seneca looked like he had just heard a ridiculous joke. He stood up, but his lashes trembled almost imperceptibly."Don't believe me? You're welcome to ask Old Master Rosetti yourself," Idris said as he raised his hand, turning slightly to glance at the old man.The moment Idris spoke, the old master’s face darkened. His hand, resting on the blanket, clenched tightly."Idris! What are you trying to pull? Don’t even think about dragging the Rosetti family into this! No matter what you say, Seneca is — and always will be — the Rosetti family’s eldest son!""Enough!" Seneca lowered his eyes, filled with ruthless fury. He raised his hand and slammed it against the hospital room door. The wound on his hand, barely scabbed over, tore open again, and fresh blood stained his skin."You all talk such a big game, but aren’t you just using me for your own ends? I’m s

Alexandra still couldn't believe Joshua had left her so soon. Every word he'd spoken over the past few days echoed endlessly in her head. Foolishly, she had brushed them aside, convincing herself everything would be fine. She never allowed herself to think of the worst-yet the worst had come, just as it always does."I don't understand why you had to go so quickly," she whispered, lowering her head as hot tears streamed down her cheeks. "I promised I wouldn't cry like this, but it's so hard to keep that promise." Her voice cracked as she wiped her tears, though more kept falling.She wanted to stay strong for him, to keep her promise, but no matter how she tried, the grief was overwhelming. It all felt like a nightmare she hadn't woken up from. She wanted to scream, to rage against fate, to curse at the cruel world. But deep down, she knew it wouldn't change anything.Even in his final moments, Joshua had begged her not to be sad. For him, she had to try-she owed him that much."Alexa

With great reluctance, Joshua finally gave in to Alexandra's request to return to Country A. He had worked so hard to keep her far from Roger's reach-but now, because of his worsening illness, there was no other choice."I'm sorry, Alexa. All I ever wanted was to have you by my side... because I know my time is running out," Joshua whispered weakly."Selfish! You're so damn selfish. You used the situation, pressured my mother, and forced me to part from the man I truly loved!" Alexandra snapped, her voice sharp with hurt.Her chest tightened. Deep down, her heart ached from Joshua's deception."Alexa, enough. Joshua only meant well," Elisa said softly, trying to mediate."Well? Good for who? I'm the one who was lied to!" Alexandra shot back.But in the end, she could only sigh heavily and continue packing. That very night, they boarded a flight back to Country A.The moment they landed, Joshua was rushed to the hospital. Alexandra had already reserved a VIP room and immediately called

Just as Roger predicted, Stacy called him that afternoon."Why should we meet? We no longer have any business together," Roger said flatly over the phone."I only wish to apologize in person," Stacy replied sweetly."Fine. But I don't have much time. If you insist, come to my office this evening."Stacy's heart leapt. She thought this was her chance. She never suspected she was walking straight into a trap.Later that day, when Stacy arrived, Roger's secretary Diana let her in without question. Since Alexa's departure, Diana had been filling in as his temporary assistant.The warm treatment made Stacy feel hopeful-maybe Roger had finally softened toward her."Good afternoon, sir," she greeted with her brightest smile.Roger returned it, which only deepened Stacy's conviction that he had forgiven her."I only came to apologize for my behavior the other day. I know I should have been more professional. I've already faced the consequences, but I just hope you won't blacklist me. As a ges

Paris had always been Alexandra's dream city since she was a little girl. Back then, she often imagined herself walking its streets and visiting its world-famous landmarks.Now, that childhood dream had come true. She was living in Paris with her husband Joshua, and Elisa."Do you like it here?" Joshua asked one afternoon.They were strolling around the Arc de Triomphe de l'Étoile, one of the monuments Alexandra had always wanted to see. Since Joshua happened to have free time that day, he had taken her there. Built between 1806 and 1836, the Arc de Triomphe stood proudly at the center of Place Charles de Gaulle, at the western end of the Champs-Élysées."I love it here," Alexandra replied. "There are so many beautiful places to visit. Ever since I was a child, I've dreamed of coming to Paris. But now... now I actually get to live here."Joshua smiled warmly. He was glad to see her slowly opening up. At first, she had only spoken to him when necessary, but now she was beginning to sha

That night, Stacy came home slightly drunk. Naturally, that immediately worried John and Karina."What on earth is this?!" Karina snapped. "Do you think it's acceptable to come home like this? Your father and I never raised you to be so reckless!""This is all because of that man!" Stacy shouted back. "Do you even know what he did to me, Mom? Roger fired me as his brand ambassador! He tore up my contract like it was nothing. He even paid thousands in penalties just to cut me off! I can't believe it-after everything, after how hard I tried to get close to him. And I wasn't pretending, I really do love him!"John froze. He never expected his daughter to harbor such feelings for Roger."You've fallen in love with the wrong man," he said quietly."Why, Dad? Why is it wrong? All this time, whenever I mentioned Roger or his family, you always changed the subject. Tell me-did you have some kind of conflict with them in the past?" Stacy pressed."Enough for tonight. Get some rest," John repli

One hour and fifty minutes later, Roger landed in Australia.Exhaustion pulled at him, but his resolve was stronger. As he stepped through the bustling terminal, his eyes searched the crowd for the contact he'd been promised. He hated waiting. Even the short flight had felt unbearable-two hours of torment, two hours of imagining what Alexandra might say... or worse, what she wouldn't.Finally, a sleek black car pulled up. Roger didn't wait for introductions-he yanked the door open and slid inside, irritation etched across his face.The driver began, "I'll be taking you directly to the address where-""Just drive!" Roger barked, slamming back into the seat. "No small talk. I've waited long enough."The car surged forward, but Roger's chest still felt tight, suffocating. Questions circled his mind like vultures. Why Joshua? Why so suddenly? Why without telling me? His fists clenched against his knees. He would have his answers-he had to.Minutes later, the car slowed to a stop in front