Novel & Cerita Last Call Novel

Marcus Navarro's public image was finally going to be fixed. With his upcoming nuptials to Angelique Mackena, everything was in place but when Angelique abruptly ends their engagement, Marcus finds himself in need of a miracle. And a miracle he receives, his publicist comes up with a solution which includes Marcus marrying his daughter, Diana St Germaine. Except Diana is anything but a miracle. Marrying her will fix up his public image but his personal life is turned up side down by the cheeky and bratty Diana St Germaine.

In a world shielded by ancient walls, seventeen-year-old Raina has spent her life surviving the shadows of a broken home, until the night the walls literally fall. When nightmarish creatures known as the Scourge shatter Millbrook’s centuries-old defenses and slaughter everything in their path, Raina loses her family and barely escapes with her life. Thrust into a shattered world of ash and terror, she joins a ragged band of survivors fleeing to the legendary Stronghold Keep. But safety is an illusion. The Scourge is not mindless—it is organized, intelligent, and building something monstrous. In a pulse-pounding raid against an alien fortress and its growing horrors, Raina must decide if she will merely survive….. or become the spark of humanity’s resistance.

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."

Sawyer Moon, daughter to the late Alpha Felix Moon and Luna Sasha Moon, before another ruthless Alpha killed them and took over their pack. Unfortunately, Sawyer was only 3 years old at the time. She was left in the care of her aunt and uncle, Rosa and Phil Handler. They lived away from any packs, blending in with the humans in a small town called Hope Springs. Sawyer has no idea she's a werewolf. Her aunt and uncle had a pendant necklace made for her to stop her from shifting. She's been told to never take it off as it symbolizes protection and was given to her by her late parents. Her aunt and uncle have always treated her with lots of love, raising her as their own since they couldn't have children. But to protect Sawyer from Alpha Tristan Lake, the man who killed her parents, they've had to hide her and raise her as a human. Will her safe human world come crumbling down when she discovers who she really is or will her powers be released.

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.

"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 deciding to leave Azurea and follow Clara Miller to Northwood City, I was cast out by my parents. "That girl is an orphan–what can she possibly give you? If you choose a life of hardship now, you’ll spend the rest of your life suffering! Once you walk out that door, don’t bother coming back!" I left anyway. For five years, I watched Clara rise step by step, becoming one of Northwood City’s most respected psychologists. Just as she had promised, she gave me a home. As the New Year approached, I planned to take her back to Azurea to reconcile with my parents. However, just before boarding the plane, she abandoned me again–this time for a depressed patient threatening to take his own life. She let go of my hand, her eyes full of pain. "Julian Vance… he’s just like I used to be–alone, with no one to rely on. If I don’t go, he’ll jump. I’m sorry. Just this once. I’ll catch the next flight and meet you there." Then she turned and ran toward the exit without hesitation. I stood there, staring at the two plane tickets in my hand. She had saved everyone who needed redemption. Everyone… except me. Slowly, I tore up her ticket. Then I walked alone toward the security gate and turned off my phone. What Clara did not know was this: Some journeys home, once missed, are gone forever.

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.