Novel & Cerita Snow Kisses

BLURB: “The World owns his Image. His heart is another story”. Superstar actor Luca Moretti is Brooklyn’s Idol, flawless image, Oscar winner, and master of character creation. But when a leaked photo threatens to destroy him, his team hires struggling Journalist Daniel Reyes to write a flub piece rehabbing his image. There's Just One Problem: Daniel hates everything Luca stands for. Daniel knows celebrity profiles are bullshit PR, and Luca's Polished charm makes him want to burn the interview to the ground. But when a late-night argument turns into a kiss that shocks them both, they strike a deal: Daniel gets the raw, unfiltered Luca_ no lies, no filters for one week. What starts as a professional exchange becomes reckless: Secret trysts, Stolen moments, A Love neither can afford. Then the blackmail texts arrive: Someone knows. Someone’s watching. And if Luca doesn't end it now, both their careers will burn. But how do you walk away when the wrong person feels like home?

My wife has a severe sex addiction. But in the seven years we've been married, she never lets me touch her. To suppress her urges, she spends all day submerged in ice-cold water, and her arms are covered in needle marks. Several times, I try to initiate intimacy out of concern for her, but her reaction is terrifying. She even threatens to kill herself. "I told you, I only want a Platonic relationship in this lifetime. Can you stop being so selfish? If you insist on making me do that, I'd rather die!" she exclaims. She maintains this unusual obsession for seven years. Even after ending up in the hospital multiple times from suppressing her desires, she refuses to cross that line. Then, on our wedding anniversary, a man comes in for a pre-check of his phalloplasty enlargement for the ninth time. After the anesthesia takes effect, he begins rambling incoherently. "Honey, I love you so much." Looking at the surgical scars, I shake my head, thinking this guy is really willing to go to extreme lengths for his wife. Then, I hear his final murmur. "Tasha, aren't I so much better compared to your useless husband?" My hand jerks, and I nearly drop the scalpel. It is because my wife's name is Tasha Snyder.

Natalie Underwood and Damian Abbott were high school sweethearts. Both of them were the most good-looking students back in high school, and when they began dating, they were the most well-known golden couple on campus. There was once when they had made a vow to get married once they reached the legal age to do so. But just when their love for each other reached its peak, Natalie suddenly broke up with Damian before leaving the country with a rich scion. On the day of their break-up, Damian chased after Natalie for a very long time with red-rimmed eyes. To think that a young man as prideful as him kept begging her not to break up with him. He kept promising her that he would be successful one day. Damian begged Natalie not to act so rashly. He pleaded with her to wait for him and not to fall in love with someone else. But Natalie remained cold and aloof to him. She didn't even want to waste her breath on him. Heck, when she witnessed him getting into a car accident during his pursuit, she didn't bother returning to him. It was an extremely serious car crash. Damian's kidney was completely ruptured. He needed a kidney transplant in order to survive. Although he was lying on the surgical table while drenched in his own blood, he insisted on getting up so that he could call Natalie on the phone. But the calls that he had mustered all of his strength to place ended up getting hung up by Natalie repeatedly. For as deep as Damian's love for Natalie ran, hatred could run just as deep. From that day onward, Damien had nothing but burning hatred for Natalie.

Although Kate Hopkins and I have been in a relationship for ten years, our love for each other has never faded away in the slightest. In the past, she has declared on a podium that she will always stay devoted to me. Naturally, I've always thought that she'll be my soulmate in this lifetime. Three years ago, Kate was transferred to a research station in Althoria. When I head over to visit her, I witness her wrapping a naked young man up with a blanket. After choosing to believe Kate's side of the story, I return to the country and do everything I can to take care of her mother while waiting for her return. Little do I know that this is just a huge lie. Just like that, my ten-year relationship has gone down the drain. Ten years seem like a short time—as short as a cicada's lifespan while it chirps through the summer. The polar night might seem like a long time—so long that a passionate relationship carved into my flesh and bones can be erased. But no matter how long the night is, there will always be an end to it. When dawnlight shines onto my world, it still remains intact even at Kate's absence.

In her past life, Dylan Xander was forced to marry Zoe Stone. On their wedding day, his first love died in a plane crash. After the wedding, Dylan fell into a deep depression and grew to despise Zoe. For seven long years, she humbled herself just to win a sliver of his affection. But all she ever got in return was the same cruel question, over and over again: “Why wasn’t it you who died instead?” And yet, when the tsunami struck, Dylan gave up his only chance of survival to save her. On the lifeboat, she desperately reached out to grab his hand but he pulled away with all his strength. As he sank into the dark depths of the sea, he smiled in relief. “I’m finally free. I can be with her now.” After his death, the entire Xander family turned their hatred toward Zoe. Consumed by grief and guilt, she took her own life by jumping into the ocean. But when she opened her eyes again, she had returned to seven years ago. This time, she would cut the toxic bond between them and let him be with his true love.

Rosalie was the daughter of George King, one of the richest and most powerful men in early British North America. Hakeem was Rose's secret love and a worker in her home. The lovers were at opposite ends of hierarchy and according to society at the time, a relationship between them was forbidden. Torn between her father's vehement opposition to their relationship, Rosalie decides to elope with Hakeem and live in hiding far away from her Dad. But... They didn't hide well enough. Their tragic end was given light by the promise they made each other. In Modern day Canada they're reincarnated as Mateo and Scarlett and they cross paths. Strangers with memories of a life they never lived. Will history repeat itself?

On Christmas Eve, Adrian Moretti left my father and me on an icy lakeside road because Lucia Vale called and said she was sick. The defibrillator that could have saved my father was in his armored SUV, driven away by the man my father had trusted for seven years. I called Adrian until my fingers went numb. When he finally answered, Lucia was crying on the other end, and his voice held only impatience. “Elena, stop making this dramatic. Wait for the escort car. Lucia needs me right now.” By the time the Moretti men arrived, my father was already gone. An hour later, Lucia posted a photo from the Moretti estate. She stood beneath the Christmas tree in Adrian’s coat, pale and fragile, with his hand resting on her shoulder. The caption read: Christmas feels like home when he is here. I looked at that photo for a long time. Then I liked it and left a comment. Merry Christmas. I wish you both a lifetime together.

So there I was, stuck in this dark Victorian mansion for a whole freaking century, thinking I'd never get out. Then, out of nowhere, these two gorgeous girls swoop in and rescue me! I couldn't believe it, and we instantly hit it off. They showed me a whole new world I'd only ever imagined, and I was all about living a normal human life.   But just when I thought things were looking up, this vampire named Vivaldi pops up out of thin air, grinning like a possessed Jack-o'-lantern. I mean, a name like Vivaldi is bound to give you the creeps, right? He claimed I had some ancient first blood running through my veins and demanded that I sign some crazy blood contract with him—the kind of deal that comes with some seriously freaky consequences.   Vivaldi was trying to sell me the idea that this blood contract was his only lifeline, the only way to save his skin from something worse than death. But I wasn't some clueless newborn vamp; I knew better than to just dive into something as serious as a blood contract. Those things come with some heavy consequences, and I wasn't about to sign up for that without a second thought.   The problem was, if I didn't go along with his messed-up plan, he promised to make my friends' lives a living hell—the very people I'd started to care about. I was trapped between a rock and a hard place. If I decided to team up with Vivaldi, I'd be keeping him around, which is far from ideal. But if I refused, my friends and the whole town of Shadowvale would be in serious danger.    It felt like I was caught in this impossible situation, like I was trying to choose between two rotten apples.

“We’re the only ones who can help you. Just say the word. Beg us.” A cold smile tugged at my lips, as I crossed my arms, and stared daggers at them. “Never.” I said, through gritted teeth. *** To ascend the throne of her kingdom, Natasha Jace must attend a royal academy. Grudgingly, she agrees to attend the academy, only to meet her sworn enemies who were also students there. The pompous prince of Shadowers; Kai, the prince of Paradisia; Kaleb, and the arrogant prince of Zandaya; Xavier. Worse still, she becomes their roommate. Natasha soon discovers that the Dark Realm Royal Academy isn't all it seems, and to survive she must join hands with her enemies. This is an enemies-with-benefits reverse harem story, and the second book of Kings of Vermont Series. It can be read as a standalone.

Skye Emerson has spent most of her high school years invisible, until a chance encounter lands her in the path of Knox Callahan, Stonebridge High’s golden boy and captain of the hockey team. Cold, cocky, and impossibly popular, Knox lives for the rink and hates distractions. But when Skye accidentally ruins his shot at a scholarship tryout, she becomes his biggest problem and his unexpected obsession. Forced to work together on a school fundraiser, their rivalry spirals into tension, secrets, and stolen glances. But Knox has something to prove to everyone, and Skye has scars no one sees. He’s chasing the NHL. She’s trying to survive senior year. Falling in love was never part of the plan. In a world where reputation means everything, can two broken hearts survive the pressure or will their love shatter on the ice? Find out in Iced Hearts and Halftime Kisses.