Fever Code Novels & Stories

Olivia had always been at a great disadvantage her whole life. From growing up in a home where she’s barely loved to being sent off to pay off her father’s debt to an Alpha King and to being severely maltreated by her mate. When she’s close to giving up, Life throws a certain blue-eyed boy at her. He gives her sparks and makes her happy enough to continue bearing the pain. Olivia knew what it felt like to be truly loved by one person. Alpha Julian of the silver-crest pack finds his mate where and when he least expects it. When he goes undercover to investigate the violation of the spirits code She’s the Luna of his worst enemy, Alpha Leo. He wasn’t going to give up his only chance at experiencing true love because of a treaty, he does what he thinks is the best. He KIDNAPS HER.

I was at the grocery store stocking up on holiday supplies when my phone suddenly pinged with a friend request. The profile picture was a scenic shot I'd casually snapped years ago, and I knew right away who it was. But we hadn't spoken in five years—total radio silence. I had no idea why Marcello Golden was popping up now, so I typed into the verification field: [What's going on?] His reply flashed up almost instantly: [I'm back. Can we meet? I have something important to tell you in person.] Something important? As I stared at those words, I found the situation both absurd and amusing. What could be so important between us after all this time? I pushed the thought aside, pulled out my phone to scan the payment code for the cashier, and once the transaction was complete, my first action was to block his contact permanently.

The Alpha of our pack decreed that his heir’s mate must be chosen from a decent background. But the next Alpha, Bleiz, chose me as his mate—a slave picked up by a healer. For me, Bleiz gave up his inheritance and endured ninety-nine lashes, blood soaking through his shirt. Still, he smiled at me and said, “Nancy, don’t be afraid. You’re the only one I want as my future Luna.” Later, the Alpha finally relented, agreeing to let Bleiz and me elope, but Bleiz had to leave an heir for the family. Since then, the words Bleiz said to me most often were: “Please wait.” The first time, Bleiz asked me to wait—for him to get another omega pregnant. The second time, Bleiz asked me to wait again, because the first child was a daughter, and the Alpha family wanted a son. Just when I thought I’d finally endured enough, Bleiz and Mona’s daughter—who had just celebrated her 100-day celebration—suddenly developed a high fever and vomited blood. Everyone believed I had poisoned her. When I was stripped naked and thrown into the freezing ice pond in the dead of night, Bleiz stood at the edge, watching. “I told you to wait,” he said, his eyes filled with disappointment. “Why did you hurt my child?” This time, I decided I would wait no longer.

The new colleague at my company is a stingy mother. On her first day, she shows up with a huge pile of expired snacks that her son refused to eat and hands them out to everyone. Once we're done, she pulls out her PayPal and says, "These are all imported snacks for my son. I'll need 50 dollars from each of you." During a company team-building event, she refuses to participate, saying she has to go home to take care of her child. The day after, she comes over holding her phone and asks me for money. "I didn't eat with everyone yesterday. Since the company is footing the bill, just hand me the cash equivalent for my meal." Furious, I rejected her request immediately. What I fail to realize is that she would bear a grudge against me over it. One night, her son comes down with a high fever, so she calls me and requests a ride to the hospital using the company car. Once again, I refuse without a second thought. Because of the delay, her son suffers severe cognitive damage. She blames me for everything that happened. In a fit of rage, she ends up running me over with her car. As I open my eyes again, I find myself transported to her first day on the job.

To the world, she is Vivienne Blackwood—heiress to a billion-dollar empire and the crown jewel of her father’s corporate dynasty. To him, she is simply Vi, the only light in a city made of shadows. ​Vivienne is a woman trapped in a gilded cage. To escape the suffocating expectations of her father, Arthur Blackwood, she creates a secret identity, seeking refuge in the gritty corners of the city her father is trying to bulldoze. It’s there she meets Roman Volkov, a man whose touch is fire and whose past is a mystery. ​Roman is "The Ghost," a lethal mafia boss locked in a bloody war with the billionaire trying to dismantle his territory. He doesn’t do love, and he certainly doesn't do secrets. But in "Vi," he finds a woman who doesn't see the monster—until the truth becomes a weapon neither of them can outrun. ​As their secret romance intensifies, the war between Roman and Arthur reaches a fever pitch. Unaware that they are targeting the same man, Vivienne and Roman are caught in a lethal crossfire of lies and loyalty. When Arthur attempts to whisk Vivienne away to a life she never wanted, she makes a desperate choice to return to the man she loves—only to find herself at the center of a deadly standoff where the fathers and the lovers finally face off. ​In a world where blood is the only currency and loyalty is a death sentence, can love survive when the truth finally comes out? Or will they both be destroyed by the collision of their two worlds? ​Where loyalty bleeds into love, only the strongest survive.

My boyfriend found my menstruation disgusting and forced me to undergo subdermal implantation. From then on, I no longer had periods and couldn’t conceive. One day, I had a fever reaching 40°C and couldn’t contact him. I went to the hospital alone, only to stumble upon him attending a prenatal checkup with his secretary. He told her: “Baby, don’t worry about Claire. She only listens to me here, doesn’t she?” “We can postpone the wedding for another five years. She’s loyal to me like a dog anyway.” “In the meantime, keep fulfilling your end of the arrangement I’ve promised you.” “Of course, I’ll continue loving you... until I’m tired of you.” My heart shattered. I’d proposed to him 43 times in seven years, only to fail every single time. It turned out he just hadn’t gotten bored of me yet? This time, I decided not to wait any longer. I turned my back on him and agreed to the marriage my mother arranged in the countryside. On the day my ex was supposed to accompany me to try on wedding dresses, he found an empty room and a wedding invitation I left for him to celebrate my marriage to someone else. Panic consumed him as his world fell apart...

Two years to live. Three months to get pregnant. One insufferable stranger who ruins everything. The doctor's words still echo. Terminal, progressive, two years maximum. But it's the three month deadline that sends me running. Three months to conceive before my body becomes a graveyard for the legacy I'll never leave behind. So I fly to Thailand, pretend to be poor, and search for a desperate man willing to marry me for money. Until I meet him. Arrogant. Annoying. Sharing my rented rooftop and seeing through every lie I tell. We hate each other. Establish rules. Agree to stay away. Then he collapses, burning with fever, and I have to make a choice: let him die alone, or miss the deadline that could save my billion dollar empire. I choose him. The company crashes. My father's legacy crumbles. Then I find his passport. He's not some poor stranger. He's the heir to my father's biggest rival. He's been lying since the moment we met. I run, choking on tears and rage, swearing I'll destroy him. Three weeks later, I'm at an engagement party, about to meet the stranger my dying father picked to save our company. The doors open. It's him. He steps closer in that perfectly tailored suit, his mouth curving into something dangerous, and leans in to whisper against my ear: "Hello, wife. Miss me?" I realize with crushing, devastating clarity... I did.

Our world, our home planet Earth had been our realm for so many years and yet it had been so little construed. Our world had been the most diverse and most beautiful and most precious and also the most mysterious than any other planet in the universe.Despite spending so many years we hardly understand it.Sometimes not alone our experiences but our way to perceive them can make all the difference.There are many experts and high technologies all around the globe who have dedicated their lives to decipher the code of the universe but what if out of everyone the universe opened up one of its secrets to a little soul who has just started blooming.What will it bring to this little soul and what will happen to this secret?What will happen when everything they thought to be textbook become happenings before the eyes of these little souls?The credit of the cover of the book belongs to the actual owner. I found the picture of the cover on Pinterest.Rest I hope you can give this story a try.I hope you will like it.

The Last Call of Order is a teen fiction novel. The story took place at Urbama or as others call it- the city of crimes, where numerous crimes happen within the day but invisible to the public. A young boy, Xyler Darkenlor who mysteriously killed his mother was abducted. For an unknown reason, he was chosen to enter an institute where he was trained at a young age to be an Arial, the highest position in the killing chamber. To be accepted, he was let to pick a code name Niko which then he uses to forget his name. Niko receives order from his superiors in the chamber. They are being paid high for every completion of one mission. In one mission, he met Reca a highschool student who was shifting as a counter lady in one restaurant. He was intimiced by her beauty and ended up having relationship with her hiding his real identity. In a short period of time, Niko learned that Reca was actually the daughter of an ambassador that is currently involved in the order given by his superior, Kana. He was ordered the next day to kill her.

Four years after marrying Wesley Coleman, Emma Payne is expecting a baby. She shows up at the hospital with her forms to get registered, but when the nurse runs her info, she tells her that the marriage certificate isn't valid. Emma simply can't believe it. "No way. That can't be right." The nurse taps on the stamp. "Look at that. The seal is all crooked, and the code doesn't check out." Emma isn't convinced yet. She rushes to the courthouse, but they tell her the same thing. "Mr. Coleman is married, and his spouse's name is Sandra Payne." The news hits her like a ton of bricks. Her mind just goes blank. Sandra Payne is Emma's half-sister. Worst of all, she is also Wesley's first love. Years ago, she went abroad to chase her dreams. She never showed up to her own wedding and left Wesley heartbroken. And now, she is actually his legal wife.