Karinas Last Days Novels & Stories

As the only expert in the world capable of rescue dives below 3,000 feet, I received a once-in-a-lifetime salvage contract worth tens of millions of dollars. I had dived in those same waters over a decade ago. My son's research submersible had been damaged on the ocean floor. After his oxygen ran out, he suffocated in the dark. The grief nearly destroyed me. My husband, Griffin Lattimer, held me through it, staying by my side through countless miserable nights. I found out later that he had personally redirected the only rescue vessel capable of reaching the depths our son was at to save his childhood friend's daughter. That girl had merely choked on a mouthful of water in the shallows. I divorced Griffin and threw myself into deep-sea salvage like a woman possessed, diving over and over until I knew the undercurrents of those waters better than I knew my own home. I never wanted another child to die the way mine did. Today brought the same stretch of ocean, the same crushed hull, the same depleted oxygen, and the same impossible odds. When I opened the client's file, I went completely still. I recognized the name and face inside instantly. I would never forget either of them for as long as I lived. I smiled and slid the folder back across the table to my partner. "I can't take this one."

"You told me that I can compared as glass but why you treated me as a rubber band that you expect to act as nothing happened after the dark disasters? She's Veronica Aisle Molina, a young and respected woman who happened to be the youngest CEO in the world not because of their wealth but because of her matured mindset. She's 18 years of age and never in her life have a boyfriend. She believes that entering into a relationship is just only a distraction for her, she focuses on her studies and because of her intelligence, she's done her studies when she reached 17 years old. A young lady who only wants love and care from her family but instead of hoping that to happened she became a workaholic and almost lives inside of her company. A year of her in the business world is a big threat to the other companies. Her company became the top and can't be beaten by anyone but when she met this man, A man that will give her hope that life is wonderful. This man has the opposite of her attitude, a playboy, likes bar hopping, and worst, An irresponsible man but she wholeheartedly accepts him. When she accepted this man, she felt happy and motivated but her happiness has a consequence, she bears all the struggles and saves her man from all the burden. As a mature young woman, she never left her boyfriend during his hard times but then, Fate proves that relationship will never be perfect. The man-made the worst mistake that shattered her heart. "Hanz,I almost rape when you left me that night! I f*cking almost rape just because of your irresponsibility and now,you will ask me all of that?!My love for you already last..

After my husband's first love, Sydney Edwards, used me as a walking blood bank, I died in the run-down rental apartment my billionaire husband, Casper Hawthorne, had tossed me into like it was a blessing for me. Today was the third day since I had died. My six-year-old son, Adam, finally realized something was wrong. He had cut his finger while playing with his toys, yet I did not comfort him. He tore open a packet of crackers and raised one to my mouth to feed me, but I did not stop him. He lay in my arms, clutching my clothes and whispering for me. Still, I did not answer. Lost and panicking, he found my phone and called his father, Casper. "Dad, why is Mom still sleeping?" The man sent back a photo of himself having New Year's Eve dinner with Sydney and said in a cold voice, "She's just sleeping, she's not dead. Today is New Year's Eve. I'm busy. Tell that clueless mom of yours that when she's ready to admit she was wrong, she can come and look for me." After the call ended, Adam stood there frozen for a long time. He picked up the last biscuit in the rental apartment from the trash can, broke it in half, and held one piece to my mouth. "Mom, let's eat too."

"I never signed this," I argued. "I signed health insurance forms." "You really should read the fine print, darling, that's the first rule of business," Jason smirked. "You legally donated your eggs to Chloe on that rainy Tuesday." I looked at Chloe, who was standing there with a smug smile on her face. "Your services as a wife are no longer needed, Chelley," Chloe announced. "But your biological contribution was essential." ***** Mitchelle has always been the responsible one, the one everyone relied on, the quiet genius who kept the family from falling apart. But now she has to face the fact that the people she loved the most betrayed her completely. Her husband sees her as a tool, her sister as a pawn, and the world she thought she controlled has crumbled. She is left with nothing but the remnants of a life she never wanted to live and the rage burning in her chest. But Mitchelle is not someone who breaks easily. She is smart, she is resourceful and she has a fire inside her that refuses to be extinguished. With the help of her best friend, Danika, Mitchelle hatches a plan that will make them regret ever underestimating her. Forty million dollars or one month under the same roof, she has leverage, she has power, and she is ready to use it. The clock is ticking, and every second counts as she transforms from the hurt and betrayed wife into a force that will command attention and respect. She will make them squirm, she will make them pay, and she will reclaim her life on her terms.

Lorien Daniel is a fan of any celebrity: bands, actors, singers. You name it. But just like fate, she met the pride of her town, a famous band: Zenith, at Kofibucks where she would often go for coffee and some relaxation. Who would have thought they'd be there, too? Over time, Lorien and the boys of Zenith become good friends. She had found love, too, which really did not surprise her. But the members of the band are three brothers... and two of them had fallen for her. From friends to lovers to rivals... who among of the two brothers, is Lorien's happily ever after?

On Christmas Eve, our three-year-old daughter, Noelle Gilder, who has cancer, takes a turn for the worse. All she wants is for her mother, Ivana Lance, to dress as Santarina and bring her a gift. I frantically call Ivana, but she impatiently yells into the phone, saying, "Why are you calling me nonstop? I am helping Charles look for Bubbles! Do you really have to make a scene over this? If Bubbles is gone, Charles will be so heartbroken that he will not be able to sleep for days!" Bubbles? So she was looking for the dog of her first love, Charles Larsson! Suppressing my anger, I tell her that Noelle might not survive the night. She laughs disbelievingly, "Mr. Gilder, do not think for a second that I'm not aware that you've spoiled Noelle rotten! If she had not suddenly kicked Bubbles, he would not have run away. Make Noelle apologize to Charles tomorrow." After hanging up, I accompany Noelle as she spends her final Christmas Eve with tears in my eyes. The next day, Ivana publishes a post on Instagram, still looking for the dog. Meanwhile, my post is Noelle's obituary. Ten years of marriage melt away into nothingness like snow.

Synopsis: "Go in search of the confessor. I want her found by all means" says the king. "No matter what, make sure she doesn't die. I want her alive"he paused and took in a deep breath. "I have so many plans in store for her" ***** Her name is Isabelle. And she's the last confessor - the last of her kind. Of course, they were more than that. But, not until her village was ambushed few days ago by the King's guards, and every one of her kind died. All the confessors were killed.Every one of them died, except her - Isabelle. What was the vengeful King's plans for her?

My wife was eight months pregnant when she indulged her first love for the ninety-eighth time and let him run our child down with his car. My lawyer wife had promised me she'd bring him to justice, but in court, she suddenly changed her statement. "Mr. Quinn has a serious history of mental illness. His family will discipline him verbally, but he shouldn't be held criminally responsible." After the hearing, she shielded Caleb Quinn as he sobbed in public, then leaned close to my ear and said softly, "I promised you I'd only indulge him one hundred times. Let's just use up one chance. I can't watch him go to prison, can I?" I looked at my wife's flat stomach and felt calmer than I'd ever felt before. Then I nodded. She'd relied on that bet for six years, certain she could do anything. She'd forgotten there was only one chance left.

My fiancé presented two engagement rings—one for me, one for my sister to choose first. The first was a three-carat fancy pink diamond, flown in from Antwerp, the kind that made dealers go quiet. The second was a plain platinum band, standard issue, the sort you buy off the tray as a backup. For the first time in my life, I pointed at the pink diamond. "I'll choose first this time." Dante Moretti ran his hand through my hair, the way you soothe a restless dog. "Eleanor, you know Grace has always been particular. If she can't have the best, she'd rather have nothing. You've never cared about any of this. The other one is fine." I didn't answer. My chest felt hollow. We'd grown up together—his father ran the West Coast territory, mine the East. But in Dante's eyes, I'd always been the second daughter, the one who got what Grace didn't want. Every summer, he'd cut watermelon and bring the first plate to Grace. She'd take the center slice—sweetest, seedless, deepest red. He'd push the rest toward me—the pale pink near the rind. "This part's still good. Just not as sweet." When he bought his first Maserati, Grace picked the front seat—less motion sickness. He gestured at the back. "A little tight, but you can pick either side." Even our love was secondhand. He'd loved Grace first. She chose her academic career over him. So Dante, wounded and restless, came to me. In his world, Grace was always the first choice. I looked at the platinum band and pushed it across the table. "Give them both to Grace. I don't want either."

They said Dragons are a myth and they don't exist in the real world but it's a lie. Dragons are real and they once rule the human empire but humans are more cunning than them. They tell lies to gain their trust until the Heart of Magic, yield with an infinite power was stolen from them. Dragons believe that it's in the hands of a selfish mortal. The Red Dragon, Astra lead the attack. She was pregnant and her whelps will soon come out. As the battle began, Astra has given birth to a white dragon. They are weak and useless. She can't withstand her pride raising a white dragon of her own so she abandons her child in the wilderness. She left her whelp and destroyed every realm on the planet Earth. The war between dragons and humans was in a rage but because the Heart of Magic is in their hands, they won, and the Red Dragon lost the war. As Dragons became instincts, there was only one who survived and he was Danym, the rabbit slayer, the last prince of the Dragoness Kingdom. He has a gift of magic to be able to blend in the human society. He has one objective, to find the lost gem of all Dragons, the Heart of Magic. On his journey, he met Princess Amira of the Labyrinth Kingdom. She was blind but cunning. She's a wise warrior and a good hunter. These two will soon discover what secrets lie within them. Will Amira still helped him even he had an opposite belief from her, to the King and her people? Will her love for him prevail? Let's follow their journey to find the Heart of Magic and see the world where Dragons exist.