The Other Einstein Novels & Stories

“The only known Ancients to be recorded in history are not that many, the stone giant in the north, the large kraken living in the Ospian Sea, the phoenix and other more. The giant tortoise ‘Bolus’ wasn’t mentioned in the history books. “!” “Human, how did you know my name?” “Ummah!” “Oh Cotton, you got curious about our talk too, haven’t you? Before I answer that should I first remove that needle first, okay?” Bolus was still filled with curiosity regarding Cillian’s identity but he accepted the offer for help since he can’t do anything about it on his own. “After I remove the needle, you should tell me how you got this stuck, okay! Heeuupp! Now then, how should I remove this?”

From 6pm above he had the rest of the day to himself. Currently his only problem in life was the man standing in front of the classroom blabbering words that no one was interested in hearing. If there was something the late Albert Einstein forgot to take along with him when he permanently departed this world, it was Mr. Edward because the man belonged to the mid-20th century. Whenever Mr. Edward aver words about creators and inventors he said those words with the pride and respect of someone wishing he had existed at a time when inventors and philosophers were the darlings of the world and not the celebrities of today.

The sequel of The other one will officially be published soon. It's titled Alpha Tinders. Here is the blurb... It's been two years since Valerie fell but I still can't let go of her memories. *** When the moon goddess taunts McCoy by instating another HEAT. McCoy meets a 'Second'. He isn't supposed to get one, not after his betrayal. It had to be another taunt and worse... a male Nephilim. An elusive half-blood needing protection and a secret that could tear the supernatural society.

My team just decided to use the library. "Ugh! I'm bored, but I have to finish this! My place in the class ranking is on the line! Hmph!" Ione complained and rested on the table, "Eh? You're not even in the top 5." Arthur said with a grin, "So what?! I'm still in the top 10! It's not my fault the top 5 are a league of their own. Especially Hari who's probably the reincarnate of Albert Einstein." Pfft. Albert Einstein?

He needed someone different, someone better, someone who matched his status and could help him achieve more in his professional life and build a strong status and Leah was not just that person. Still, he asked, “Why? Why do you want this?” At that moment, Leah could see a trace of hope, almost as if he still wanted her, but it quickly faded away. Maybe if he hadn’t said those words with another woman holding on to him so tightly, she would have wanted him back. But as painful as this was, it was clear that if she stayed, she was just going to become the other woman in her marriage.

If not for the Ranch family's deep roots, the company might have collapsed entirely during that crisis. I felt nothing about it. Everything that happened was just Olivia reaping what she sowed. Once I had rested enough and decided to pursue further studies abroad, the Renesas Group somehow got hold of my number. A senior executive personally called me, extending an olive branch. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted. But knowing that joining the Renesas Group might mean crossing paths with Olivia again someday, I ultimately declined the CEO's offer. Instead, I reached out to my university professor and asked for his advice on studying abroad.

She huffed frustratingly. "Let me give you a ride," Einstein offered behind her. "He's not going home but somewhere. Let me take you there." Candy nodded and followed him. __ "Who was that?" Candy asked curiously in the car. "Diego's greatest enemy, Griffin," Einstein replied, and Candy's eyes widened. "What? Enemy?" The shocked look on her face made Einstein frown. "You've met him?" he asked. "Yeah, twice." "What! You should stay away from him," Einstein warned. "He's a big asshole."

although nobody called him that to his face. The third man was the project leader, Steven Harrington, widely regarded throughout the scientific community as the most brilliant physicist since Albert Einstein. He was a fireplug of a man whose shock of white hair rivaled the unruly mop of his idol.

"No offense, Sir, but I learnt in history class that Albert Einstein married two wives in his lifetime. One of which was his childhood classmate—" "What?" Einstein asked more loosened now. "What's he talking about, honey?" asked Marić. Einstein remained silent. He knew he was planning on getting another wife that fall, or the following; and the fact that this boy could tell what had not even been discussed with his own wife was amazing. "She's my only wife," he later stuttered, "and she's my childhood classmate as well. But—" he said slowly, "you'd have to prove to me you're not a fraud."

To be fair, last time was a slight lapse in judgment. Okay, fine. It was a full-blown catastrophe. I may have gotten a little carried away with a guy whose name I can’t remember (was it Brian? Brad? Something with a ‘B’). We may have been going at it in his car—in broad daylight. And, okay, the windows weren’t tinted, but in my defense, I didn’t expect an audience. Most people just gasped, shook their heads, and walked away. But one guy? One guy saw an opportunity.