Hum Tum And Them Novels & Stories

Ean's face twisted with anger as he grabbed me by the arm, dragging me toward the old, rusted freezer in the corner of the warehouse. "You're going to feel what Helen felt," he spat. "Maybe that'll teach you not to mess with her." I struggled against him, panic rising in my chest. "Ean, this is insane! It was an accident! Let me explain—" He wasn’t listening. He shoved me inside the freezing metal box and slammed the door shut. The echo of the lock clicking into place made my heart pound in my ears. I banged on the door with my fists. "Ean, please! You can’t do this!" I screamed, but the sound of his footsteps grew fainter as he walked away. He left me with nothing but a single bowl of water, like I was some kind of prisoner. I slumped against the cold metal, shivering. The temperature plummeted almost instantly. The hum of the freezer kicked in, and I realized too late—it wasn’t broken like he thought. It was working, and I was trapped. My body shook uncontrollably as the cold seeped into my bones. I screamed for help until my throat was raw, clawing at the walls in desperation. My bloody handprints smeared across the icy surface, a silent plea for mercy that no one would hear. Seven days passed. When Ean finally returned, the look on his face was one of smug satisfaction. He had expected me to beg, to apologize. But when they pried open the freezer, all they found was my frozen body, stiff and silent, my suffering long over.

To protect the assistant who had been evading taxes, she deliberately gave false testimony in her role as my superior's wife, putting all the blame on me. I protested endlessly, but the law held me accountable. I was imprisoned for two months. Upon release, my colleagues turned against me, ostracizing me and destroying my promotion chances. Seeing that I neither cried nor caused a scene, my wife assumed that I had finally submitted. She even threatened to make amends with a lavish wedding for me. However, during the wedding vows, the assistant, suddenly overtaken by jealousy, ran to the company rooftop and threatened my wife with suicide to force her to cancel the wedding. My wife, who had always been obedient to him, panicked. She abandoned everyone at the ceremony and spent the entire night comforting her assistant. Afterwards, she calmly explained: "Wilson is young and impulsive. I was just afraid he might get hurt. Besides, you were released from prison so early thanks to him. He helped a lot. By right, he's still your lifesaver. I couldn't just abandon him." I looked at the couple rings she had just put on her finger, let out a faint hum, and said nothing. She believed I accepted her excuse and was pleased, even making an unprecedented promise: once she had calmed the assistant, she would take me on a honeymoon. However, she seemed to have forgotten one thing. She had already signed the divorce papers, and I had filed a lawsuit in court to have the case heard. From that moment on, we were no longer husband and wife. We were only plaintiff and defendant.

On the day my older brother, Morgan Slater, is supposed to register his marriage with Savannah Reed, he doesn't show up at the city hall at all. Instead, he calls me, who's there to hype up the atmosphere as the best man. "Savannah is a fake heiress. She's even poorer than me now. Why would I marry her?" After ending the call, I see two comments floating in front of me all of a sudden. [Morgan really is stupid! The paternity test has it all wrong! Savannah is the real deal!] [He has already reached the marriage stage! I can't believe he actually lets the real heiress slip through his fingers just like that!] I instantly turn around to see Savannah standing in a corner on her own. Despite having gotten kicked out of the Reed family, the cheap dress does little to conceal her charm. After giving it some thought, I approach her, knowing full well that I resemble Morgan a lot when it comes to my looks. "Sorry, but Morgan won't be coming today," I say bluntly. Savannah seems to have expected that outcome. All she does is hum in response. "My family has wronged you this time. If you don't mind, is it okay if I marry you instead?" Savannah narrows her eyes at me. Her gaze flits over my face, which is similar to Morgan's. Morgan spends the day looking for another rich woman to marry. As for me, I've already registered my marriage with Savannah and become the official son-in-law of the Reeds.

During the ten years since I was found and brought to my biological family, Sonia Baxter, the girl who took my place, and I have been as close as real sisters. Even Mom says that Sonia cares more about me than a real sister would. I once swore I'd give my life to protect our special family of four. When Sonia is rushed into emergency surgery with a ruptured cerebral aneurysm, I am in my office, calmly practicing a basic suturing technique on a surgical simulator. On the screen, the robotic arm threads the needle with such precision that it looks like a work of art. A few minutes later, my boyfriend, Oliver Lyons, slams open the office door and shouts at me, "Amelia Baxter! Sonia's in critical condition. Only your micro-dissection skills can save her! Every expert in the hospital is waiting for you! We've got less than an hour before the window closes!" He looks at me with hopeful eyes. I'm the only person in the country capable of performing a surgery this complex. My hands are even known as the "Hands of God". However, I simply reply with a hum and continue fiddling with the model. Suddenly, my parents rush in. Mom grabs my arm and cries out, "Amelia! That's your sister in there! How could you just stand by and watch her die?" I gently pull away from her and hold my right hand out in front of them. This hand, which had once created countless medical miracles, is now trembling slightly. "Unfortunately, since yesterday, I've been showing symptoms of essential tremor. Dad, Mom… this hand is ruined."

He’s the Captain of the Austin Wolves. I’m just the guy who makes him lose his composure. Diego Alvarez is everything the sport of hockey demands: lethal, disciplined, and untouchable. As the captain of the Austin Wolves, he lives his life in the spotlight, fueled by the primal instincts of a wolf who refuses to be leashed. He plays hard, wins harder, and never looks back at the guys he leaves in his wake. I’m the opposite. I’m Kol Reyes—scholarship student, dance instructor to kids, and a guy who spends more time in the university library than on the ice. I’ve spent two years perfecting the art of being invisible to the Alvarezes, especially after Diego humiliated me back in high school. But then comes one night, one party, and one massive, blurry mistake. I wake up in the bed of my worst enemy, tangled in his sheets and gasping for air, with no memory of how I got there—only the lingering, electric hum of his touch against my skin. Now, Diego is everywhere. He’s stalking the library, "helping" with my Physics homework, and looking at me with a predatory intensity that makes my traitorous heart skip a beat. He says he wants to get to know the "real" me. He says he’s done with the games. But I know better. He’s an Alpha, and he’s playing a dangerous role. The problem? The chemistry between us is a frozen fire I can’t stop reaching for. I’m supposed to be guarding my heart against the man who once broke it, but every time Diego touches my cheek or pulls me into his orbit, the walls I built start to crumble.

Kael's lips were softer than she remembered and she felt a part of her she didn't know existed growl within her. That was her wolf. That bitch didn't make her presence known normally but chose to appear when Kael kissed her. And honestly, she was enjoying the kiss. She felt her legs grow weak and threaten to give away beneath her, so she held onto Kael's coat. It seemed to please him because he let out a satisfied hum and deepened the kiss. His hand weaved through her hair making her let out a moan. Soon her hands were around his neck and one was weaving this his hair. His lips were so soft. She felt like she was in heaven. She didn't want the kiss to stop. Not long after she came to that conclusion, Kael pulled out leaving a trail of saliva between their lips. She opened her eyes and was immediately sucked in by Kael's lust filled ones. * * * Seren Han was just another broke student eating instant noodles and mocking bad romance webnovels online—until a ridiculous accident killed her mid-rant. When she wakes up, it’s inside the very story she was criticizing. Worse, she’s not the heroine destined for love, but Seren Nightwind, the villainess omega fated for rejection and disgrace at the Mate Ceremony. And then comes the System. Quests. Penalties. Ridiculous missions like “Laugh at the heroine” and “Seduce the Alpha.” Every command pushes her closer to ruin, but refusing carries consequences she can’t ignore. Trapped between the Moon Goddess’s script and the System’s threats, Seren has only one question: How do you survive when the story itself wants you to lose?

Alex is the next Alpha of Snow Mountain, but at thirty years old, he remains mateless. His parents advised him to wait as having your fated mate is more ideal. On his thirtieth birthday, a series of mysterious things began. Silver wolves appeared in their territory. They haven’t been seen in almost a century. A woman speaks to him through one of the wolves. She claims to be his mate and she needs him to rescue her. She spoke of mysterious things and she seemed to know about him and his family. He remained doubtful and his father warned him to be careful when he decided to go and check it out. At the ruins of a palace which used to be the territory of the last werewolf king, Alpha of the alphas, they found a beautiful woman. She was enchanting but he resisted. Luna finds his disbelief infuriating. She introduced herself as a descendant of the moon goddess and her knowledge of werewolves are innate to her. She knows of the past and of the future, of mysteries buried and forgotten. She couldn’t disclose everything at once, though. She has her limits. Her powers and abilities haven’t reached their full potential yet. She needs her mate as his mate needs her. He wasn’t pleased when she told him he won’t be Alpha of Snow Mountain, but became bewildered when she revealed he was meant to be the newest werewolf king, Alpha of all alphas. ******* Each book in the Snow Mountain Pack Series can be read as a stand-alone. If you'd rather not have any spoiler, the sequence is as follows: Book 1 - BHL Book 2 - FBH Book 3 - HUM Book 4 - MAHW Book 5 - AKMM Book 6 - TLLF Book 7 - RHR Book 8 - TFAQ Book 9 - TVLW

Today is the death anniversary of Jordan Willis, the Alpha of the Moonshadow Pack. He's also known as my dead mate. My name is Sasha Calhoun, a she-wolf who descends from a family with a weakened bloodline. I'm also the current Luna of the Moonshadow Pack. In a world where the bloodline purity determines the status quo of werewolf society, I seem to exist solely to enter a marriage alliance with Jordan, the Alpha who comes from the most elite family with a pureblooded heritage. This is a political trade meant to strengthen Jordan's position in his family as well as reassure the Elder Council. A year ago, Alpha Jordan sacrificed himself in a blazing inferno while on a mission. I become the most pitied she-wolf in the pack who has to keep the only light on in my empty home. At the same time, I need to protect the only flicker of hope in this pack. As I carry a bouquet of white lilies, which were Alpha Jordan's favorite flowers when he was still alive, I approach his grave. The pup in my womb seems to have picked up on my emotions, for it kicks me gently. I can feel the hum of a powerful and pure-blooded lifeform from the movement. It's the lifeblood of a pup destined to become the future powerful Alpha. Even though I'm still carrying the pup, I still feel reassured and proud. But the next thing I know, I spot a wolf sinking down to one knee far away on the horizon. He appears to be proposing to my younger sister, Winnie Calhoun. Even though there's more than 300 feet between us, I can still smell the Alpha's familiar scent, which seizes me by my heart. After all, I had once immersed myself in that particular scent for countless days and nights in the past. That Alpha… is actually Alpha Jordan, who supposedly died one year ago! I instinctively clutch my belly, my palm caressing the newly-developed heartbeat of my unborn pup. Then, I call the pack guards.

Ashton, a powerful Alpha, has rejected his fated Luna, Ava, believing their bond will make him weak. But Ava's magic is growing stronger, and the pull between them is undeniable. When a dangerous mission forces them into close quarters, the tension between them ignites-along with deadly secrets that could tear them apart. In a world full of betrayal and ancient power, can they resist the bond pulling them together? Or will the flames of desire and destiny consume them both?

Aminat and Hamidat had been a very closed friend from their middle school, loves each other very well and two of them were know by their parents. Few years later! An incident occurred when they were in two hundred level at Oxford university. A male student of Oxford university and in two hundred level was murdered at Chinese restaurant in US. This guy was a very closed friend to both of them and in the same department. Two of them started suspecting each other secretly about the incident happened and thinking may be it was one of them that was responsible for the murder. Two of them decided to leave the university on that same that the incident happened and decided to go and join detective school at different states and without know that it was the same thing they were thinking and planning for each other. When it was 2019. Two of them and their tearms were transferred to the US new detective headquarter and two of them were order to be working together as the team leader that they were. So this was how they met again. Another trouble begins between and different under secret investigation between themselves. It was through this process that two of them knows that none of them was responsible for murder. So now to of them must fish the murderer out.