The Other Einstein Novels & Stories

Chris and I continued to chat back and forth like giddy school girls. Dr. Karlsson was a world famous mathematician and he was a very big deal, he was in his 80’s, and very curt. He did not take kindly to anyone questioning his work, but he was a genius and anyone who questioned his work deserved his ridicule. He was definitely the Einstein of his time. He didn't take very many meetings with people, he was nearly impossible to get in touch with from what I’d heard. “Wait, how the hell did you manage to even get a meeting,” I questioned.

“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?”

, she nudged him on the shoulders, grumbling playfully. "I hear you, you also think Cristian Rolando is also the best footballer over Messi because he applies physics while playing, right?", he replied, still laughing. "Don't mind him, I just find Isaac Newton's theories interesting. He invented the tele...c'mon, what's there not to like about him?", She said to me after shooting him, a death glare. She sounded so persuasive as though she wanted me to change my mind. "That's true shaa but think of Einstein's theory of relativity, it changed how we see science itself, I would give anything to achieve such feat", I replied.

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.

"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.