Cold War Fiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Amethyst is a woman who loves her family so much. She has a boyfriend named Earl. Amethyst's life was simple, and it's ok with her. Until one night, She and her boyfriend went on a date. It should be a romantic and simple date but it turns out into a nightmare! They witnessed a killing which leads Earl to die. And the master mind? Named Aivan Warren who's reckless that suddenly feel something strange when he saw Amethyst. He let Amethyst live and free but in one condition. She will do whatever Aivan wants for two months! Yes, it was totally crazy for her. But, what can she do? He is powerful and reckless. What will happen with those two months? Will Amethyst live after two months? If Aivan wants her to love him, how can she love the person who just killed her boyfriend for no reason?

As the project lead, I was supposed to receive an annual bonus of $28,000. However, my wife transferred all the money to her newly hired male assistant and simply tossed me a supermarket gift card instead. “There’s $30 on this card. Buy whatever you want. I’m pretty generous, aren’t I?” I was stunned. “Joy, my mother needs that money for her surgery. You can’t be serious!” She sneered and said, “Why waste money on someone who’s dying anyway? At most, I’ll give you $700 to pick out a nice coffin.” Looking at her smug face, I smiled as well. Joy probably forgot that although she held all the company shares, the core patents of the company were registered under my personal name. I immediately sent a message to my lawyer. [Starting today, I’m releasing all patents in my name for free!]

On Valentine's Day, I suggest going to a restaurant to celebrate, but my boyfriend, Michael Nelson, refuses. He says impatiently, "Why should we celebrate some lousy holiday? I don't want to waste good money on it." He turns around and happily chats away on his phone, completely absorbed in the conversation. Then, I hear the system's notification going off in my head. "Congratulations. You have received 2,860 dollars." This means that Michael just transferred 1,430 dollars to his side chick. He doesn't know it yet, but I have a system. It's called the Infidelity Cashback System. Every time he spends money on his other woman, I get double the cashback in my bank account.

Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by her pack, Eliza Carter vows to rise from the ashes of her shattered life. Once a cherished Alpha’s daughter, she’s now determined to reclaim her pride and make those who wronged her regret it. But fate has other plans. When Eliza severs her bond with the man who broke her, a magnetic Lycan prince steps forward—her fated mate. Bound by destiny yet scarred by betrayal, can Eliza embrace a future of strength, love, and vengeance?

Remy lived most of his life in a boring middle-class family household before everything turns out badly and he found out what his parents had been hiding from him. He left home out of spite. Then a certain situation made Remy a serial bedwarmer, moving from one lover to another. Ghazi didn't expect to bump into Remy. He knows what is expected of him, the family does not tolerate same-sex relationships. It was frowned upon within the organization where Ghazi had managed to hide that part of him for years. That was before he met Remy. Since then he knew he was screwed cause he realize that he'd kill anyone for Remy, even if it was one of his family members. ***** Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

When King Alaric of Vrasambail died, Prince Archer, the heir to the throne, finds himself facing the prospect of ruling the Kingdom before he was ready to do so. Despite having been prepared by his father for kinghood since the day was he born, he found himself wanting one last adventure before settling in ruling Vrasambail for as long as he shall live. Leaving behind his trusted advisors to rule in his stead, and his long-waiting betrothed, he set off for the quest of a lifetime in the Forest of Mysteries. In the numinous forest, he met Aurora, a feisty, independent lady; different from the ladies in the court; as lovely as she was brave. He fell madly in love with her instantly. He was ready to end his prior betrothal and marry her, but in the midst of war against their rival kingdom, marrying a commoner with questionable lineage could mean losing the love and support of the noble houses and the kingdom: a risk his advisors are not willing to take. Archer must choose between love and duty; between happiness and responsibility. Will love prevail amidst betrayals, long-hidden secrets, and pasts long buried?

When a certain princess clocked twenty one, she is arranged to marry a prince of Deira. Her soon-to-be husband is the third prince of Deira. The king of Deira, Augustus, chose his first son as the crown prince. The crown prince is an easy-going man who doesn't like disputes. You could say he's too soft. The second prince is ambitious, he wants his father to abdicate the throne to him. The third prince is feared as he is cold, heartless and not interested in the throne. The princess is the fourth child of Augustus. After her are two twin boys who are a bit younger. In a faraway castle, the arranged couple try to live in harmony. All seemed smooth until a treason was planned. Treason fueled by anger and ambitions. Will it be successful? Will the prince accept his wife as his confidant? Will the devil rest?

Aurora Leandro was cheated on and went through a painful break-up. And so, she swore 'till the depths of Tartarus that she will not commit to a relationship again... nor fall in love. But when her life was barely hanging on a thread and an unseen foe was about to put her family in grave danger— her father hired an oozing, jaw-dropping hot soldier with a pair of golden eyes to be her bodyguard. Desire starts consuming her like never before. Like a wildfire spreading on dried leaves. Aurora knew her words will ricochet back at her. She knew she's about to break the parameters. She knew she's about to lose herself. Because the tiny spark that startled both of them ends up in a blaze of glory.

“I cannot. . . I feel as if I cannot damn well think with this mad need I have for you,” he groaned into the hollow of her throat. “By the moon goddess, I am not an untried lad, but I cannot stop, Germaine.” She threaded her fingers through his long hair and murmured. “I have no wish for you to stop, Keratin.” **************************************************************************************** Celebrating victories does not mean werewolves appear out of thin air, or do they? Germaine is celebrating with her friends in her bakery, one night, when three men, who obviously look out of place, suddenly appear, claiming they are from another world and need her help. She finds out she may not be as human as she initially thought, and the powers she discovers she has will come in handy. What she doesn't realize is it will involve her going on dangerous journeys with them, and almost getting killed. What she also does not know, is that she is destined to be the mate to one of them - Keratin, the head of the warriors. Amongst the white moon clan, she and Keratin are an exception to the rule.

My name's Skylar Sothisby. I became the heiress to an internationally renowned fine and decorative art auction house after my brother, Dean, died in a car crash. Like any head of an elite family, my father wanted a successor for our empire. He selected three exceptionally handsome and talented young men and groomed them into business geniuses in their own right, so that one day I could choose one of them as my husband. Of the three, Corbin Ford was his favorite. I tried to grow close to him as well, but he always kept a certain distance. I began to wonder if he was either celibate or inclined the other way, until one day I overheard him speaking to Irina, my late brother's widow, in the courtyard. "You know why I agreed to marry Skylar, don't you, Irina? So I can see you every day." He continued, "Once I become the head of the family business, I'll give you anything and everything you want, sweetie." Before a company soirée, my father summoned me to his study. He asked whether I had decided whom to marry. I smiled. "I choose Cyrus Brennan." He stared at me in shock. "Cyrus? But he's effectively vasectomized after that plane accident two years ago. He can't have children."