Ice Age Novels Novels & Stories

She was sent to destroy him. She never expected to fall for him. Nora is sent to infiltrate the ruthless DiFronzo crime family and steal something that has been taken from the government a long time ago by the DiFronzo family as an act that will dismantle their empire and avenge the only father figure she ever had. Disguised and deadly, she slips into their world on the night Robert DiFronzo is crowned the new mafia boss. The heist is flawless. The escape? A disaster. When a brutal series of murders shakes the underworld, all signs point back to the DiFronzos. Determined to uncover the real mastermind, Nora takes on a new identity as a bodyguard to Robert’s kidnapped sister. But the deeper she dives, the harder it becomes to see Robert as just another enemy. He is ruthless yet fiercely loyal, a man trapped in a bloody legacy he never asked for. And against every rule she’s ever followed, she starts to fall for him. Then Robert announces his engagement to someone else. Betrayed and broken, Nora walks away. But the past is not done with her. A deadly conspiracy forces her back into the shadows, where the only way to end the bloodshed is to take down the real villain before he takes any other life. With enemies closing in, secrets unraveling, and bullets flying, Nora exposes the true traitor behind the murders who is willing to kill for its own gain. For fans of high-stakes romance, deception, and jaw-dropping twists, Agent 64 delivers an unforgettable ride where love and danger collide in the deadliest of ways.

On the night before the wedding, my fiancé’s female best friend, Marisol Vance, sent me a set of photos. In the photos, she wore the custom haute couture wedding gown I had commissioned, leaning into Lucian Drake’s arms, with a caption meant to provoke me: [Borrowing your groom and your dress for a moment—after all, Lucian said I look better in this than you do.] Soon after, my social feed was flooded with their so-called wedding photos. In the images, the two of them staged a mock kiss, the caption reading: [More than friends, not quite lovers. If we had been born ten years earlier, there would have been no place for anyone else.] I held up the photos and confronted Lucian, yet he played his game indifferently, then tossed his phone aside, his face full of impatience. “I told you, it was just for fun—a way to commemorate our youth. Can you stop acting like a shrew? She was just diagnosed with depression. What’s wrong with me comforting her?” Looking at his self-righteous expression, I smiled. “Fine. Since your bond is so unbreakable, I won’t play the villain.” That very night, I drafted a withdrawal agreement and halted the arrangements I had been making with a top-tier overseas medical team for his mother. “The wedding is off. Don’t expect me to keep patching up your bankrupt company, and don’t expect me to save your mother either. “Your youth is precious—I hope you can afford to pay the price to keep it so.”

The day I came of age, I had to honor the pact: marry a son of the Blackwood family. In my first life, I chose Julian, the man I’d loved for years. But after we were married, he treated me as nothing more than a tool for his pleasure and cheated on me with my adopted sister, Seraphina. They flaunted their affair right in front of me. In the end, they poisoned me, leaving me to die a bitter, hateful death. Reborn, when the Don Blackwood asked who I would choose for the marriage pact, I didn’t hesitate. I pointed to the sickly Damien. This time, I’d let Julian and Seraphina have each other. But this time, Julian was the one filled with regret.

Lucy the beloved daughter of Alpha James, has never experienced love. Whilst visiting a neighbouring pack she is thrown into a life of love, jealousy and betrayal. Torn between two, neither one wants to let her go and she can not choose between them. They are both fated to love her and while trying to navigate their complicated love triangle, she is thrown into an unexpected battle and finds herself all alone. The only way she can survive is putting her trust in a group of outcasts, who quickly become her family.

A path of sexual exploration! Aastha and her father doesn't fit in a room together as her father goes around sleeping after he cheated on her mother. Life gave a chance and she moved out as she get in a situation where she finds herself pleasuring an old man double than her father's age. While her father, Vikas also fulfill his desire with a young girl he was after since a few months. What would she learn from all this? Would she ever able be to understand her father through the men she sleeps with? What is there in her? Why her father is like the way to show other? He is really that bad! How will Aastha deal with everything that comes her, will she ever be loved?

The boy, George Larson, whom I once saved as a child, when he was struggling with asthma, repaid my kindness by imprisoning me for seven long years. "Luna, you're my everything. I won’t let you out of my sight," he said, his voice filled with obsession. He tied my hands and feet, keeping me bound to the bed like a helpless doll, but I did not love him; I wanted to escape. In his madness, he set fire to my family’s ancestral home. The last traces of the Sachs burned to ashes, disappearing into the wind. He said that since my home was gone, I could just live with him and that it would be my new home. However, because I refused to let him touch me, he found someone else—a girl with a beauty mark under her eye, just like mine. The girl, drunk on his affection, thought I was trying to imitate her by faking the same tear-shaped mark. In a fit of jealousy, she gouged out my eyes. My face was covered with tiny, bleeding holes, blood streaming down my body. When George came home, the girl gleefully stuffed me into a trash bag, proud of her handiwork. “George, look! I caught some trash that broke into the house!” George did not even glance at me. He just loosened his tie, his voice calm and detached. “Just toss it where trash belongs.”

A writer who knows every popular trope of werewolf stories. After her relationship with her boyfriend and parents fell apart, she planned to create her own stories and wished for her story to become a hit. She fell unconscious in front of her laptop in the middle of reading the novel and transmigrated into the novel's world. She becomes Aesthelia Rasc, a warrior who has an obsession with the alpha's heir, Gior Frauzon. Aesthelia refused to accept the fact that there was a relationship blooming between Gior and Merideth Reiss, the female lead. Aesthelia fought Merideth to win over Gior, until she died. Now, the writer who became Aesthelia wants to survive as much as she can until she figures out how to come back to her own world. She will do everything to avoid her fated death, for her own survival. It is hard to turn the 'PAGES' when you know what will happen next.

"Jamie, I've decided. I'm ready to join you at Hillridge as your exclusive screenwriter. I'll be there by the end of this month!" Melanie huddled in a quiet corner on the set as she made the call, a pregnancy test report clutched in her hand. She tried to shake off the chill from the freezing weather, but her hands and feet still felt painfully cold. Jamie's voice at the end of the line was a deep and pleasant baritone. "Your talent has long deserved a bigger stage. For eight years, you've turned me down nearly a hundred times for Ken's sake. Are you ready to leave him this time?" "Yes. I'm leaving him for good!" She clenched the pregnancy test report, her lips a bitter smile.

Chairman Steven Gardner made arrangements for me, the country's top-secret human weapon, to return home for a blind date with his granddaughter, Jessica Gardner. Jessica didn't just come from a powerful family. She was very capable herself. In spite of her young age, she had a net worth of over tens of millions. She was also the high-profile CEO of Gardner Corp. Due to my unique status, Steven had instructed one of Gardner Corp's hotels to customize a presidential suite with the highest level of security for me. I arrived at the hotel right on time and was ready to check in. Before I could speak, an arrogant-looking man in an expensive suit shoved me aside and cut in. "Get me a presidential suite." The receptionist explained that the last presidential suite had already been reserved by me. The man pointed at me and started yelling impatiently. "Are you blind? You've got some nerve stealing my room. If you know what's good for you, get lost!" My body was already close to its limit. I urgently needed to get to my room. "I booked that room first. Who are you to tell me off like that?" He sneered dismissively when I questioned him. "So what if you did? Listen up. In Alphaville, the Gardner family is the law. Anyone who touches what belongs to the Gardner family won't walk out of this city alive!" My head was pounding. My alter, the one people called a nuclear weapon in a human form, was about to break free. I might or might not walk out of Alphaville alive, but there was a good chance this guy wouldn't even make it out of this hotel alive today.

Jack immigrated to an equal world and locked on to a Judge System that gave compensations to rebuffing evil. Subsequently, an Adjudicator of Death who remained exempt from the rules that everyone else follows was consequently conceived. A livestream channel named Deathstream Channel subsequently showed up in different major livestream stages, with an appointed authority's pen and a Death Notice shipped off each lawbreaker.