Novel & Cerita Alice Christina Henry

When Naomi Monro gets her dream job at the best New York tech firm, she never imagines and expects to fall for her boyfriend’s boss—let alone discover a tangled web of hidden identities, betrayal and a legacy that ties them all together. As the relationship between she and her possessive boyfriend unwinds, Naomi finds herself drawn to the very cold, mysterious CEO, Henry Vance—a man with secrets which reach deep into her past. Naomi, caught between love, loyalty, ambition and truth, must confront everything which she thought she knew to claim her future, and the love she truly deserves. Would she choose her boyfriend or would she spend the rest of her life with the mysterious CEO? Promotional line: She thought she had gotten her dream job—until she fell for her boyfriend's boss who could either ruin everything… or save her. What makes the story unique and attractive: This story is a heated mix of forbidden love and buried secrets, it turns simple office romance into an exciting emotional rollercoaster. With unexpected and shocking twists, powerful themes, and a heroine who rises from betrayal to power, the story a romance that cuts deeper than most.

On one mid-autumn day, my national classified mission finally came to an end. I dug out the phone I hadn't touched for four years, planning to call my wife, Nora Christie, and tell her that I'd be coming home. But the moment my phone screen lit up, I saw a public court notice declaring me… dead. I froze. Then, I looked closer. The person who had filed the petition to have me legally declared dead was Nora. Frowning with confusion, I dialed her number. With a soft chuckle, she brushed it off, saying that it must have been a clerical error by some court intern. Then, she asked when I would be coming home. Just when I was about to answer, I heard a soft, restrained moan from Nora. "Ah, don't touch me there…" Realizing something wasn't right, I told her that I would be back in a few more years before hanging up. Then, I grabbed the medal I had earned from four years of service to my country, and took the next train home. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw when I arrived. Right outside my front door, Nora was holding a wedding ceremony. The groom was Henry Crowley, the poor student I had sponsored!

"Jayden, your grandfather gave a promise to Queen Camellia, the mother of King Henry to protect their kingdom after the death of her King consort. And as you know about the backstabbing of Edward II. It seems like we are incompetent in fulfilling the promise of your grandfather. For protecting the throne of Orbloem and giving its actual Ruler back the only way possible is to have a relationship with the Bloemen Royal Family other than Frienship. As Rosaleigh is the crown princess of Orbloem and you're the heir apparent to Swedwish throne. I want you to marry Rosaleigh." Grandmama adjured. Without any further thoughts I stood to my feet and picked up the box from the mahogany table. "Your wish my command mormor." I smiled and bowed at her before leaving the library. Being Born to a royal family is not a cake walk. We're taught to abide by our elder's wish. And here it was about the promise my late grandfather made to Queen Camellia. Or'bloem is a comparatively small monarchy than Swedway. And the only way I see to regain and protect Orbloem's land is to marry Rosaleigh. I am a Royalty and fulfilling my grandfather's promise is my duty. I'll fulfill a NOBLE PROMISE. *** Jayden Alexander Krigston wants to marry Rosaleigh Isabelle Bloemen to fulfill his grandfather's promise. In that attempt he indeed falls in love with Rosaleigh. But as always fate has another plans.. How will Jayden being a NOBLE fulfill the PROMISE? Copyrights © 2020 by B_Iqbal

When Cole Harrington ran away from our wedding for the seventh time because of his childhood sweetheart, the Harrington family personally came to apologize. "We'll add another five kilos of gold to the bride price. Three buildings in the Southwest. And nine prime-location storefronts in the city center. Consider it the Harrington family's compensation." Before the words had fully settled, a careless laugh from Cole came through the phone. "Grandpa, do you really think she's worth that much? Believe it or not, I could pick up a random rock off the street and still coax her into being completely obedient. "Instead of wasting all those assets on her, why not give them to me so I can invest them in Liv's gallery?" Henry Harrington hurriedly hung up the phone, then looked at me with an awkward expression. Soft snickers rippled through the crowd. Everyone was waiting for me to swallow the humiliation in silence, just as I had before. But this time— I had already received this kind of "compensation" six times. The novelty had long since worn off. The same was true for Cole himself. After a moment of thought, I raised an eyebrow and glanced toward the crowd—at the illegitimate younger brother whom Cole had always despised the most. A smile slowly curved across my lips. "The man that I marry becomes the heir to the Harrington family. That was our deal, right?"

Safina “Safi” Brooks is a struggling writer who works as a personal assistant by day and as an exotic dancer by night in one of the most popular strip clubs in New York appropriately named “Fire and Desire” where she performs under the name of “Angel” unbeknownst to everyone except her roommate who is also her co-worker on her day job. After catching her boyfriend (who also happened to be the CEO of the company that she works for) cheating on her, she gets unlawfully fired and gets blacklisted on almost every corporate company in Seattle, Washington. Heartbroken by this, she decided to accept one of the private dances later that night for the club owner’s friend and breaks her own rule of strictly not sleeping with a client. And it was a rule worth breaking... Henry Alexander “Lex” Moore is the CEO and founder of Moore Industries. A widower of six years, his focus had only been in the company and his young adoptive daughter Rosella and his friends kept pushing him to loosen up and have fun ever since his wife had died of ovarian and breast cancer. He reluctantly had given in on his 46th birthday, with one of his friends booking him a private dance with one of the most sought after girls of the club, Angel. And it was the best birthday he’s had in recent years. And ever since that night, Angel never left his mind... What if the pair met again unexpectedly in a new and different environment where she is his newly hired secretary?

When I was surrounded by the rogue pack far from our territory, I mind-linked my mate, Alpha Luke, begging for help. He refused me fifteen times—and finally, he blocked the link entirely. In the end, I collapsed from exhaustion and lost consciousness, my wolf howling in despair. When I woke up in the infirmary, Alex, the commander of the Werewolf Tribe, was sitting quietly beside me. He was the one who had received my desperate mind-link. He led his warriors, crushed the rogues, and saved me from the jaws of death. Looking into his worried eyes, I no longer hesitated. I took a deep breath and said with unwavering resolve: “Alex, I’ve made up my mind. I’ll go to the Northern Territory for training. I leave in 2 days.” Ten minutes later, Luke barged into the room with Kristy—his so-called adoptive sister—and our twin pups trailing behind. Before anyone could speak, he kicked the door open and pointed at me, shouting with cold fury: “You staged this stunt just to outshine Kristy? Do you realize how much warrior strength you wasted just to feed your vanity? You are not worthy to be a Luna!” My elder son, Chris, gave me a sharp glance and scoffed: “Where’s the wound, Mom? You look perfectly fine. Did you fake this just to get attention?” My younger son, Collin, stared at me, eyes filled with disappointment. He shook his head slowly and whispered: “Mom, did you lie to us again… just because we care about Kristy more?” Kristy gripped Luke’s hand, her voice trembling with fake innocence and tears falling down her cheeks: “I’m sorry, Christina… I won’t celebrate my birthday again. Please… stop causing trouble for Luke and the twins.” I clenched my fists, restraining my furious wolf, and stopped Alex from standing up for me. I watched the four of them turn and leave without a second glance. Then, I turned to Alex and said, with icy clarity: “This time, I have no hesitation, no regret. I’m leaving. I’ll go with you to the Northern Territory. And I won’t eat my words.”

Elara Vale grew up in wealth but never knew peace. Her father remarried Ariana after her mother passed away, and she was a cruel woman who made Elara's life miserable. Her stepsiblings, Jackson and Felicia, joined in the abuse. Robin, blinded by love for Ariana, cast Elara out after she finally fought back. She was sent to Roverthhood Academy, where she faced more cruelty from students led by Alice and her clique. She met Robert, who defended her, and Derek, whose obsession twisted into danger. A trap forced Elara into the forest, where she discovered an ancient temple. The goddess within awakened power in her, filling her with fire. With her strength revealed, Elara rose above her tormentors, gaining fear and respect. Derek grew more obsessed, while Robert stayed loyal. Then came the news—her father was dead. The truth was darker: Ariana had killed him to secure power for Jackson. Ariana bribed and schemed, but Elara fought back. She endured assassins, betrayal, and plots, using her goddess fire to survive. At last, she uncovered Ariana’s secret: Jackson was not Robin’s son. Ariana’s empire collapsed. Elara claimed her father’s legacy. She rose from victim to leader, from exile to a minister. With Robert at her side, she married not as a broken girl, but as a woman who carried a goddess’s fire.

Right after I am done with a meeting, I scroll through social media and come across a warning post with my company's location tagged. The title reads, "Avoid this place! Anyone who comes here is a sucker. The company is so stingy that it can't even provide decent snacks." The photos show the Starbucks drinks and five-star desserts I just asked my assistant to distribute to everyone. I frown and tag everyone in the group chat, asking for suggestions about the teatime snacks. A Gen Z intern, Alice Grimes, immediately sends a voice message, "No offense, Ms. Knox, but these mass-produced desserts are full of trans fats. Even dogs wouldn't eat them. A good company would hire Kitchelin chefs to cook on-site. Now that's called having true respect for employees." I laugh in disbelief. My company spends 50 dollars per person on daily tea time, which is considered top-tier in the industry. So, I reply, "Since it's hard to please everyone, we'll cancel teatime from now on and convert it into a cash allowance for everyone." Less than five minutes later, there is a new update in the social media post. "Guys, you won't believe this. I made a reasonable suggestion, and the petty boss just cut our teatime perk! This is how a typical capitalist behaves. They can't handle any honest feedback."

She was wounded and swore to make all men pay until she met him. Bella was hurt in the most cruel way by the man she has loved all her life. Everything was taken away from her including her hope of having a child of her own which is one of her greatest wish. On the night she found out about everything a beast as created, she swore to never rest until hundred men have paid for her misery. She used her beauty as a weapon and succeeded in ruining many mighty men until she met Henry Rick who was also hurt and on a mission of revenge too. His fiance cheated on him on their wedding day with his step brother, he was hurt and swore to make sure that every woman that comes his way gets a share of his hurt. It was a clash of revenge as their rage clashed with each other. Rick gave up first taking her healing up to himself and shielding her from all the dangers she had incurred upon herself through the course of her revenge mission. Rick was all she ever wanted except that now she was no longer Bella, she was now Rose, her split personality who has no atom of emotion. Will Rick be able to awaken Bella again while shielding her from all the dangers lurking around or will the will Rose succeed in ruining herself aside all the dangers she has created for herself?

In my previous life, I shoved the police chief’s daughter out of the way with everything I had. A truck ran over me instead, crushing both my legs. The police department awarded me a medal and I became a hero praised by the entire city. However, when she woke up, she pointed at me and told her father that I tried to kill her. My parents slapped me on the spot. “Why would you try to hurt her?!” My younger brother stood behind them and said quietly, “Henry… I saw you that day. You really did push her…” The driver who hit us claimed I had instructed him to run her down and said I was trying to stage an accident to murder her. I was sentenced to fifteen years. The day I entered prison, I was in a wheelchair. My mother held my brother’s hand and glanced back at me. Her eyes were filled with disgust. “How did we raise a monster like you?” In prison, a gang leader arranged by the police chief gouged out my eyes and slashed the tendons in my hands. I died consumed by hatred. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at that same intersection. A large truck was barreling straight toward the police chief’s daughter. I slowly took a step back. This time, I was not going to save anyone.