Ice God Novels & Stories

Isabelle Dela Cruz never imagined that her new job as executive secretary to one of the country’s youngest CEOs, Damian Villareal, would come with emotional turbulence. Cold, calculating, and fiercely private, Damian keeps everyone at arm’s length—until Isabelle’s warmth starts breaking through his walls. As business deadlines loom and past scars resurface, they must choose: guard their hearts or risk everything for love.

After I discovered I was pregnant, I slammed the pregnancy test report down in front of my playboy boyfriend. Alan Rivers lit a cigarette and blew smoke rings at me, his tone casual and cruel. "Seeing as you've kept me company for seven years, I'll give you two choices. "First, you can abort the baby. I'll compensate you with a million dollars, and you can stay by my side. Second, keep it, take the kid, and disappear. The farther, the better." Why did I have to choose? I wanted both, so I took the million dollars and vanished from his world without a trace.

I was eight months pregnant, at a charity gala with my husband, Don Massimo, when a rival family hit us. The crowd panicked. I was shoved to the floor, hard. Blood everywhere. Massimo lost his mind, screaming for medics, desperate to save my baby. But when I woke up, they were gone. Both of them. No baby, no Massimo. I remembered the gunfire, Massimo shielding me with his body. A cold dread washed over me. I hauled myself into a wheelchair and raced down the hall. That’s when I heard them—Massimo and the doctor. "Boss, I'm sorry. We did everything we could. The baby… he didn't make it." Tears streamed down my face. They killed my baby. The rival family killed my baby. But his next words shattered my world. "There was only one medical team. I had to make a choice. Bianca… she was carrying my child, too." Massimo sighed, then gave the order. "No one tells Arabella. She'll raise Bianca's son as her own. He will be my only heir." I slapped a hand over my mouth, my vision blurred by tears as I turned away. The man I loved was a lie. Fine. If he wants a war, he'll get one.

My husband's protégé boasted she could disarm bombs blindfolded, relying on her so-called intuition. Her reckless misjudgment triggered a bomb's secondary detonation sequence, endangering an entire building. I intervened, using the dangerous liquid nitrogen condensation method to save the day. As a result, Rita Smith was removed from frontline duties and placed under investigation. Patrick Munoz tried to defend her, but I stopped him cold. "If you back her now, you won't just fail to save her. You'll be dragged down with her." Crushed by the pressure, Rita staged an accident that killed her, leaving a letter blaming him for abandoning her in her hour of need. He said nothing, only preserving her letter in his study. Years later, he became a nationally renowned bomb disposal expert. During a terrorist attack, I was strapped to a timed explosive. He arrived to defuse it but repeated Rita's fatal mistake. As the timer ticked down, he gave a bitter laugh. "Rita was just nervous back then. If I'd supported her, she'd be a hero today." The bomb detonated, leaving nothing of me behind. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the point when he tried to defend Rita. He didn't know that the building housed the nation's top-secret core server.

Laura’s life was a relentless storm of betrayal and resilience. Working as a cleaner, she endured mistreatment before being falsely accused of theft and fired. As her mother’s illness worsened, Laura risked their family home to cover treatment costs. Desperate for income, she found a job as a waitress with the help of Jerry Hills, a kind-hearted waiter who became a close friend. Unknown to her, Jerry was connected to Fred Walker, a notorious CEO who manipulated events to hire Laura as his secretary. Fred’s schemes strained Laura’s trust in Jerry, but her rough relationship with Fred shifted when a shared past emerged. A pendant Fred wore unraveled their connection, sparking a secret romance. However, their bond was tested when Laura became pregnant, and Fred, fearing exposure of his affair with Maggie, his account officer, pushed her away. Seeking solace, Laura confided in Maggie, unaware she was her estranged step-sister. Consumed by jealousy, Maggie plotted to harm Laura but was stopped by her own son, Jack, whose life Laura once saved. As secrets unraveled, Fred sought redemption, proposing to Laura in hopes of a fresh start. Can love truly conquer betrayal and bring lasting healing?

My boyfriend is the heir to Sicily's top mafia clan. To test my loyalty, he never spent a single dime on me during our five years together. Even when we bought condoms, he insisted we split the bill fifty-fifty. Last week, I was in a car accident. To save the baby in my womb, I urgently needed $1,000 for emergency surgery. I called him from the hospital, begging for the money, but he accused me of lying to extort cash from him and hung up. Desperate, I begged every friend and contact I knew. By the time I finally scraped the sum together, a unbearable pain tore through my abdomen—my baby's heart had already stopped beating. After burying my baby, I went back to pack my bags. That was when I accidentally found a birthday gift list he had prepared for his childhood neighbor, Nadia. A luxury yacht, a star named after her, and endless designer goods. Right then, his voice drifted in from the next room as he spoke on a phone call with his underbosses. "Hey Boss, is it true Elena begged you for a grand?" Dante Moretti scoffed arrogantly. "Yeah, and I stood my ground and refused. Nadia is right. Elena is just a helpless orphan who can't leave me. But to enter my family, she has to pass a strict test. It’s almost over. She’ll realize I did all this for her own good." So my five years of devotion, and my baby's life, were nothing more than a twisted test for a repulsive mafia title. Whatever. It didn't matter anymore. The moment the doctor announced my baby was dead, I had already decided to walk away from him forever.

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Long before the heavens were divided by war, the gods ruled openly, and every ten thousand years they fought in the Ranking of the Gods—a divine contest where victors gained territories, worshippers, and unimaginable power, while the defeated lost everything... even their names. Born from a forbidden affair between the ambitious High Goddess of Radiance and a fallen, rankless god, Nysera should never have existed. Abandoned at birth. Sold for sacrifice by her own father. Raised in the temple of Malzareth, the High God of Corruption, she spends seven thousand years as nothing more than a nameless servant, enduring cruel experiments, torture, and humiliation. Her only comfort comes from the forgotten creatures she secretly rescues—an abandoned shadow hound and a wounded crow. Everything changes when a whispered secret awakens the power sleeping within her soul. Her true Divine Authority is unlike any the heavens have ever known. Every truth she hears grants her fragments of memories, forgotten skills, hidden emotions, and glimpses of fate itself. To the oldest gods, it is a power erased from history... a Forbidden Authority. As Nysera uncovers its Seven Seals, ancient beings begin to stir beneath the foundations of heaven, while the gods who abandoned her unknowingly awaken the greatest threat their world has ever feared. In a world where power is bought with betrayal and the innocent are sacrificed for ambition, Nysera swears one unbreakable law: "The innocent deserve shelter and the truth. The wicked deserve punishment." To keep that promise, she must climb the Ranking of the Gods, uncover the oldest secret in creation, and become the one goddess the heavens were never meant to remember.

One day you are an Alpha’s daughter mated to the crowned prince the next day you lose it all. Betrayed in the worst possible way Liberty is punished for crimes she had no part in. Locked up in the dungeon with no way out she sees only one way to end her suffering. With her last breath she requests the Moon Goddess to curse those who betrayed her. The Moon Goddess,not impressed with Liberty’s dying wish, refuses to grant her wish. Instead she throws Liberty back to earth, back in time. It’s up to Liberty to make changes in her second life to prevent the events from playing out again and to get her revenge. Reluctantly Liberty sets out to fix her mistakes from the past with her mind set on revenge. But along the way she learns that the Moon Goddess is fickle and seems to be playing with her fate. Her stubborn heart is distracted by love. Prince Maverick is on a mission when the mysterious Liberty crosses his path. Can he trust her? Or is she just another Alpha’s daughter throwing herself at him for power? Liberty knows too much, things that she couldn’t and shouldn’t know. She is definitely a threat to his peace of mind but is she also a threat to his mission or do their goals align? Can Liberty and Maverick have it all or do they have to choose between their own mission and each other?

Xiao Long, is a regular high school boy. To have activities like any other schoolchildren - school and play. At the age of 18, he was stabbed to death saving a young boy who was about to be kidnapped by a big, fat thug. Xiao Long, before he died, saw only a few people dressed in robes with all the lights around him. And after that he realized that saving that little boy was the best choice he had ever taken, because that choice changed him from ordinary men to immortals who conquered the gods.

My boyfriend was crippled when he saved me, while his adoptive sister suffered from heart failure after protecting us from misfortune. She had to depend on the expensive imported medicines to sustain life. To pay for their treatment, I sold myself as a lifecasting model on the black market. Not only were my hands and feet coated in the heated silicon, but I also needed to endure strangers touching me without flinching. I needed to pay if the replica was damaged. I begged through my tears, only to receive a few slaps to my face in return. They scolded, "You signed up for this. Don't act innocent now." Humiliated, exhausted, and aching, I still took the money straight to the hospital to buy medicine for his sister. When I passed by the VIP lounge, I heard a familiar laughter. "Chris, this is the 998th test, isn't it? Are you really marrying her once she passes the 999th test?" With a slight frown, Christopher answered, "Yeah. Although testing her is a family tradition, and they're having you to supervise, don't overdo it. I won't have another bride." I froze. Every sacrifice. Every humiliation. Every bit of pain I had endured—it had all been a test. A game to see whether I was worthy of marrying him. Staring at my bruised reflection in the fire-resistant glass, I let out a sudden chuckle. Then, with trembling hands, I turned on the old phone I hadn't touched in two years. I felt tears roll down my cheeks when I told the other person on the line, "Declan, take me home. I regret everything."