Cogito Ergo Sum Game Novels & Stories

After June is left all alone to survive in the zombie apocalypse, a stranger appears and saves her. Hunter is full of secrets and didn’t save June for no reason. He fights to win her heart and she has to choose between a life of luxury and comfort or be on the run forever.

A cabin by a lake for the summer with barely a soul in sight sounds like the perfect place to disappear to for eight weeks. Just me and my laptop, writing my next bestseller. Away from the city and the drama. My plans soon change on my first day here, all because of a handsome stranger who turns out not to be as much as a stranger as I thought. Sound's complicated, right? I didn't come here to get involved with anyone, the opposite really, but Kyson has a way to get to me easily, one which isn't so easy to fight especially when he is next door for the entire summer. I could resist, I should resist, but it is hard to fight chemistry, lust and connection, all things we seemed to share. I didn't think when I came here my summer would change everything and not all for the best.

Ivanka, 26 years old us kidnapped by a person named JM. She finds herself in the company of William who is another person which JM had kidnapped. However, JM is not the mastermind but Bossman. Bossman is the one, who is brains behind the abduction and is interacting with Ivanka and Willy. Captain is his right hand who is communicating with Jim and Nathan. They are Ivanka and William parents a brillian bone doctors. The Bossman and his team doesn’t want money in return of Ivanka and William. They want the doctors to treat John. John is suffering from Osteomyelitis. A bone infection which has increased. Reason is Jim and Nathan. Nathan also have a son Michael. However, he doesn’t want him involved in saving William. Their journey is about revenge, love, power and strength. Bossman connection to Ivanka and William is something which will leave both Jim and Nathan Flabbergasted.

My Novel Avisha is about a young dashing Punjabi Munda Aviraj Raisingh and Sweet, kind with sassy Attitude pure bong beauty Tanisha Das. In my story, you will get to know how they used be childhood sweethearts, how possessive they are about each other. Although Aviraj is best friend of Tanisha's brother Sayan but he ended up be with her. But suddenly due to circumstances Aviraj's family ended up shifting from there. So, Aviraj and Tanisha drifted apart. Few years later, Aviraj came back to India from London, after a lot pestering from his parents. He completed his studies and established his father business there. After coming back he got to know about his bestest friend and his little sister are in love with each other. when they are celebrating the marriage of their children with happiness, they never thought that the same day will be the worst day for them. Things got change after the incident. It shook everyone to the core And how it changes Tanisha's life in a dramatic way. She's not what she thought she is. After Tanisha failed suicide attempt, He took a step to save her dignity and reputation of the family. He gave her his name And change her level from Ms. Das to Mrs. Raisingh. She never thought in her dream she will get married the way she got. To know After everything, how they both were stood by each other side and faced ups and down in their life holding each other hands. Join the journey of Northwestern wedding with some twist and turns.

My dormmates are my bullies. When they hear that my father owns a factory, they force me to get them part-time jobs there for the summer. I look down at the wounds they've inflicted on me and smile. They've just served themselves up for slaughter—they've given me the perfect opportunity to get revenge on them. My father's factory isn't as great as they think—it's known for its strange happenings.

You want to know what's worse than being in love with your best friend for thirteen years? Realizing you're not as straight as you thought while seducing her ex-boyfriend for revenge. I'm Diego Vaughn and I've been lying to myself since high school. The bullies who called me gay? They saw something I couldn't admit. But I had Avani - my best friend, my proof of normalcy, the girl I convinced myself I loved. Loving her meant I was straight. Except I've never been safe. Five years ago, my brother Matteo disappeared. I've been searching for him ever since. Then Avani starts dating Felton D'Angelo. A billionaire playboy who owned half the luxury hotels in LA. He told her from day one he doesn't do commitment. She thought she could change him. She was wrong. So she came to me crying and proposed her brilliant revenge plan: I should seduce Felton, make him fall in love, then destroy him. I said yes because I would do anything for her and because maybe if I do this, she'll finally see me as more than her safe best friend. I said yes because I didn't know Felton D'Angelo was the worst kind of dangerous. I'm supposed to be pretending but when he touches me, when he leans close and whispers what he wants to do to me, when his hand slides up my thigh under the table and I don't pull away - that's not acting. That's the truth I've been running from for thirteen years catching up to me. This was supposed to be simple. Seduce the playboy, break his heart, make Avani love me. Instead I'm falling for a man who might have killed my brother. And the worst part? I think I want to let him.

She couldn't love him. His heart didn't belong to her. It belonged to another woman; one that had loved him for years. And in her heart, the heart that he was slowly stealing with each sweet word and every act of kindness, she knew he loved that woman still. Maybe she would have hated him longer if he had been anything like his mother. The woman who forced her into this marriage by threatening her sister's future. But he wasn't. Samuel Madden was everything she dreamed of ending up with but settling for him might mean settling for half. Half of his heart, half of a family, half of a husband. He had everything planned. The ring, the house, the way he'd ask the woman he loved to marry him. But with one word from his mother, threatening to ruin her life, he found himself at the altar, saying void vows to a woman he met only a month ago. He was ready to settle and wait until he was free again, but Kali Hastings wasn't an easy woman to dislike. Sure, she had flaws, but they were nothing compared to her tender heart and perky personality. Now, he was falling for a woman who was daily conquering more and more of his heart. But at what cost? There was more connecting them than even she knew. A truth that had been buried in his family since he was born. Would she still want him when she found out the truth?

Everyone knows I'm Brooke River's bootlicker—I've stuck by her side for the past ten years. Now, she's getting engaged to someone else, and everyone's waiting to see me make a fool of myself. The problem is… I already got married three years ago.

When Kira Jones finally decides to take a sixweek summer vacation, her best and only friend, Samantha, drags her into a trip out of California. What awaits in the way is something Kira has never fathomed at all, as her life gets a serious turn. She meets a mysterious ranch owner whom her friend already has eyes for, and Kira finds herself drawn near him in a very strange way. What will win in the end between the power of love and friendship?

My husband had a severe addiction for physical intimacy. However, in the seven years of our marriage, he never touched me, not even once. To suppress his urges, he soaked himself in bone-chilling ice water every night. His arms were covered in needle marks from constant injections. It broke my heart to see him like that. I offered myself to him many times, but he insisted on simply giving me a restrained kiss on the forehead before saying, “Don’t be silly, Summer. I’m not like those animals. How could I ever bear to hurt you? For you, I’d gladly live the rest of my life in a platonic marriage.” This strange, almost obsessive restraint of his lasted seven years. Despite the numerous times he pushed himself far enough to end up hospitalized, he still refused to cross that line. Then, on our wedding anniversary, a young woman named Anna Brandt came in for her ninth hymen restoration surgery. After the anesthetic was administered, her cheeks flushed red. As her mind grew hazy, she started crying weakly like a lost kitten. Looking at the love bites scattered across her body, I shook my head and assumed she was just another girl who had gone astray. That was until I heard her last tearful whisper. “John Shaw, you jerk.” My hand trembled and I nearly dropped the scalpel. Because my husband’s name also was John Shaw.