Novel & Cerita Cecil Harvey

Bella Harvey is the secretary of a young businessman named Nicholas Malik, secretly the two of them are having an illicit affair where there is no love, no ties but both of them are mutually beneficial to each other. Bella gets a position in the company and the kind of wealth she wants, while Nicholas gets a woman as a place to vent his lust. Until one day, Nicholas decided to end his forbidden relationship with Bella because Nicholas wanted to marry the woman he had been after. Yes, Nicholas didn’t target her because of love but as an outlet for his revenge to the parents of the woman named Miya Hadid. Because of this, the attitude between Bella and Nicholas changed. The two of them don’t seem to know each other. Instead of being able to establish a professional relationship together. In fact, they always sneer each other as if they both have hidden feelings that cannot be reciprocated. On the other hand, Bella doesn’t expect it at all. The life that initially felt boring because she was always forced to serve Nicholas with all his wild desires, now suddenly she feels lonely. Bella feels that one of the most important things in her life is missing, but Bella couldn’t say that directly to Nicholas. Moreover, in Nicholas’s company, Bella is always the object of ridicule, being a beautiful and attractive secretary, in fact she is so envied by many people that Bella is often hit with negative rumors because of this. Until finally, one of Nicholas’s business relations, Ethan Bowman, met and became acquainted with Bella. The man is so friendly and warm and offers his love to Bella. So, will Bella accept Ethan's sincere love?

After praying to the Virgin Mary statue 100 thousand times, my younger sister, Stephanie Harvey, and I have returned to the day we're meant to get reincarnated. In our previous lifetime, Stephanie chose to reincarnate into the womb belonging to Tiara Cromwell, the richest woman in town. As for me, I could only reincarnate into the womb of Lynette Ross, a mistress, seeing as there were too many souls queuing up for their turn. Once we were born, Stephanie was pampered and doted on by Tiara, whereas I kept getting degraded and insulted because I was the child of a mistress. "You're just a lowly bitch with a mistress as your mother! You don't even have the right to lick my shoes for me!" Unexpectedly, our shitty father worked with Lynette to take over Tiara's family business. Tiara went broke overnight and fell from grace. As for me, I transformed into a proper heiress. When Stephanie saw the photos of my grand coming-of-age party on my social media feed, she came knocking on my door and pleaded for my help. "Madison, we're half-sisters, aren't we? Please help me!" I decided to give her some money, seeing as she was my sister. But Stephanie pushed me into the pool, resulting in my drowning. Now that we've both returned to the day we get reincarnated, Stephanie quickly reincarnates into Lynette's womb. I, on the other hand, choose Tiara as my mother. Later on, Stephanie sobs as she takes her own life repeatedly just so she can get another chance to start over again.

**Hunger Games Meet Werewolves. One Mate. One Chance. No Mercy.** "Good evening, everyone. Thank you for joining us for the Luna Games. I feel immense honor that you all would sacrifice your lives to have a chance to stand by my side. The White Crescent Pack is forever growing and progressing, and we're in dire need of a Luna and an heir. One of you will lead beside me, and we'll create a better tomorrow. May the Moon Goddess watch over you, and keep you safe." *** Alpha Noah Harvey—my godfather, my protector, the man who’s loved me in every way but the one I’ve always wanted. He’s fifty. I’m turning eighteen. And I’ve been keeping a secret for years… one that ignited the moment I learned the truth: He entered the Luna Games. Not as a spectator. As the grand prize. Centuries-old and brutal, the Games are a savage tradition where unmated she-wolves fight in deadly trials for the right to claim an Alpha. I should’ve run. I should’ve looked away. Instead, I signed up the night before my birthday, without my parents’ blessing and with only one goal: Survive. Win Him. Prove I belong beside him. When our eyes locked at the ceremony, everything stilled. One whispered word cracked through the silence: “Mate.” Now I’ll have to bleed and battle my best friends to earn what fate has already declared mine. Because love isn’t a choice anymore...it's war. Read The Luna Games now if you love forbidden desire, deadly trials, and a heart-stopping age gap romance that breaks all the rules. "The Luna Games" is the sequel to "The Accused Mate" but can be read as a standalone!

I paid Curtis Robinett 200 thousand dollars a month to be a standby blood donor. My fiancée, Eden May, thought it was a waste of money. So she reassigned him to work part-time as her personal assistant instead. When Curtis accidentally submitted my marriage license appointment as a divorce filing for the 99th time, I kicked open Eden's office door. She didn't even look up. "We're in no rush to get married anyway," she said calmly. "Curtis is just careless. That's how he's always been." Later, in the emergency room, I called Eden while doctors rushed around me, my throat shredded from yelling. "Where's my emergency medical kit?" I rasped. "What did you do with it?" Curtis answered instead, his voice warm and smug. "You mean the expensive leather bag you kept in the cabinet? I swapped it out for a large party snack box. It holds everything just fine, and honestly, it looks a lot more cheerful. "Ms. May's brother and sister-in-law are both career soldiers. Your bag didn't really match that image, so I thought this would be more appropriate." My vision dimmed. My hands shook as I told Curtis to come donate blood. Eden laughed softly and cut in, "Stop pretending you're anemic just to get attention. If you're actually sick, deal with it. You're at the hospital; I think the doctors are fully capable of keeping you alive. Curtis is afraid of needles. He's not coming." Then, she hung up. She didn't appear until the surgical lights finally went dark. "Curtis had me bring you chocolate milk," she said. "It's good for recovery. It's not that he didn't want to help. He just faints at the sight of blood." She placed a settlement waiver on my bed. "I was the one who told him not to come. That 200-thousand-dollar monthly salary is his pay as my assistant. It has nothing to do with you. You didn't have to call the police for that. Sign this, and I'll go get the marriage license with you." I thought of what I had just seen in the operating room. Eden's brother, Harvey May, was bleeding out on the operating table, waiting for a lifesaving drug that never came. In the final moments of surgery, he could do nothing but lie there and die. I looked at her and said evenly, "You're the immediate family. It's not my place to sign that."