Novels by Mh_Ummi (Styles)

NIGHT RIDE Aleric didn’t plan to ask her out.It just… happened.She was sitting on his desk, swinging her legs in those dangerous heels, stealing his pen again.“You’re distracting,” he muttered.“You’re obsessed,” she replied.He stared at her for a long moment.Then:“Go out with me.”She blinked.Once.Then a slow, teasing smile spread across her lips.“A date?” she asked dramatically. “Mr. Playboy wants a date?”“Yes.”“No casual fun?”“No.”“No ‘let’s see where this goes’ nonsense?”“No.”Silence.Her eyes softened, just a little.Then she hopped off the desk.“Fine,” she said. “Impress me.”….“Alright put on your helmet, I'm about to gearrr,”Seraphina chuckled. She buckled the helmet properly and hopped on to the bike.The motorcycle engine roared to life under the night sky.Seraphina laughed as she wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing close while the city lights blurred past them.“This is so romantic,” she said.“I never knew you were this interested in bikes.”Ale

“Oh yeah, oh yeah, I've gotta go back. I've got to go back. I've got to go. I've gotta go go go ho... me!”He sang, his voice cheesy and springy. The seamless, thrilling melody drew people's attention.But looking back at him should be considered a big mistake for any lady who wants to catch a flight quickly because, like his beautiful voice, the gold-haired brownie holding a backpack while swaying his body as he strolled into the airport is a hot, sexy, mouth-watering Greek god.If Adams is charming, refined, and elegant, then the man approaching the front desk is an alluring rogue heartthrob with sinful charisma and a look that says 'I am a casanova'.He approached the front desk, prepared his ticket and passport for his flight, and then sat on the waiting bench.With his backpack on his lap, he took out his phone and began browsing through it when he felt a tap on his shoulder.He looks to see a drop-dead gorgeous beauty. She smiled playfully and blinked at him. A dirty, teasing sm

Her hands came up to frame his face, thumbs stroking the slight stubble along his jaw. The kiss deepened, a slow, deliberate exploration that tasted of coffee and last night’s lingering intimacy.Baxter’s arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him, the fabric of her thin sleep shirt bunching under his fingers.He walked her backward, never breaking the kiss, until her hips met the cool edge of the counter. A soft gasp escaped her as he lifted her effortlessly onto the granite, the height putting them eye to eye.The early morning light filtering through the kitchen window caught the dust motes dancing in the air, casting a golden haze around them.“Bax,” she breathed against his mouth, her legs wrapping around his waist, drawing him closer.“Mmm?” he murmured, his lips trailing a hot path down her neck, nipping gently at her pulse point.Her head fell back, giving him better access, her fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck.The world outside the kitche

VACATION The air in Hawaii felt different.Saltier and softer. Like it wrapped around you instead of brushing past.Ashley stood barefoot on the balcony of their rental, the ocean stretching endlessly ahead. The wind played with her hair, sunlight warming her shoulders.Behind her, Baxter was in the kitchen.“You said you wanted breakfast,” he called out.“I didn’t say I wanted a kitchen explosion,” she called back.He gasped dramatically. “Rude. I am crafting.”She walked inside.And paused.He was wearing one of those ridiculous floral shirts tourists buy on impulse. Sleeves rolled up. Hair slightly messy. Concentrating like he was diffusing a bomb instead of cracking eggs.“You’re staring,” he said without looking up.“You look like you belong on a pineapple juice carton.”He looked up, mock offended. “And yet you’re still here.”She walked closer, leaning against the counter. “What are we making, Chef?”“Omelette,” he said proudly. “And today, you are learning.”Ashley blinked.

Ashley had always been the unlucky one when it came to love.She had fallen for Adams first. She fell quite hard and bad. Obviously Adams was emotionally unavailable. She liked the way he spoke like he was solving the world’s problems in his head. But Adams? Adams had eyes for someone else. Yes! Erica.Then there was Lorenzo. Charming yet dangerous. The type of man who smiled like he knew secrets. Although she just had a light crush on him, he of course, had found his lady, Annabelle. And he is about to be an ass father!So there Ashley was.Alone.Again.***The bar smelled like alcohol, regret, and bad decisions.Ashley sat at the counter, her mascara slightly smudged, a half-empty glass of whiskey in front of her.“One more,” she muttered to the bartender.Her laugh was hollow. She wasn’t drunk yet, just hurt. And tonight, she didn’t want to feel.Across the room, a pair of men had been watching her.With the hunting kind of gaze.One of them nudged the other. They approached.“Wel

The morning air was salty and warm, carrying the faint scent of ocean spray. Gentle waves lapped rhythmically against the shore, the sun rising slowly over the horizon, painting the sky in shades of gold, peach, and rose.Annabelle stood barefoot in the soft, white sand, her wedding dress flowing elegantly around her. The lace was delicate, light enough that the breeze teased it playfully, and the subtle shimmer caught the early sunlight.Her hair was braided with tiny seashells and flowers, a crown of ocean dreams she had always imagined. She took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the sun on her skin and the gentle pressure of Lorenzo’s hand on her lower back.“You look… perfect,” Lorenzo murmured, his voice low, private, and full of awe.Annabelle turned slightly, catching his gaze, her cheeks coloring. “I told you,” she whispered, teasing, “this is *my* dream wedding.”“Good thing I love dreams, then,” he said softly, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her temple. His hands

The fist came at him fast, but Caspian instinctively leaned back and avoided it by a hair’s breadth. Before the attacker could withdraw his arm, Caspian grabbed his wrist and twisted slightly. The boy hissed in pain and stumbled forward.“I hate when people think they are too big and thus fit to bully others,” Caspian sneered.“Well, that depends on if you can survive us today. Are you looking for attention? Attention you will get.”The second student tried to take advantage of the distraction and swung at Caspian’s side, but Caspian stepped aside and drove his elbow into the boy’s stomach. The impact forced the air out of him instantly. He bent over, coughing.Silas stood a few steps away, watching carefully. He did not rush in immediately like the others.“You think solving one question makes you superior?” Silas said coldly.Caspian released the first boy and straightened his shirt.“I never said that.”“But your actions were loud and cocky. Thinking you can replace me? Too bad I’m

“What heck! Everyone, wake up! It’s five minutes past nine.”Caspian’s voice cut sharply through the quiet living room.Alfred shot upright first. “Nine?!”Evie scrambled for her phone. She turned it on and gasped at the time. Truly it was past nine.“Shit! The campus gate closes at nine sharp!”Phineas groaned and rolled off the couch. “We’re dead. Attendance gone. Internal marks gone. Future gone.”“Ooh! Please stop being ridiculous,” Evie rolled her eyes.Mackenzie sat up slowly, blinking. It took her exactly three seconds to process the situation.“Classes start at 9:50,” she said calmly. “If we move now, we might still catch the first class.”Caspian was already dressed.“Fifteen minutes. Move.”The apartment turned chaotic. As they all hurried to get cleaned up. Shoes were grabbed. Hair tied. Bags slung over shoulders.By the time they rushed out of Royal Residential Estate, it was already 9:28.They reached the school gate at 9:40.As expected, it was unfortunately locked. Clas

They soon arrived at the estate gate. Caspian easily swiped his entrance blue card.“Access Granted; Welcome back Caspian Grey Hastings.”Alfred and Phineas couldn't believe their eyes. Caspian really had an apartment in this high end area.“Isn't this Royal Residential Estate?" Mackenzie asked, looking surprised.“Yes, you're welcome." Her eyes widened a bit as she stared at Caspian. Hmm... Didn't rumors say he is too poor to afford two meals daily? How come he lives here? Caspian proceeded to lead them inside. This will be his second time spending the night in his house.As they entered the estate, the group couldn't help but marvel at the luxurious surroundings. Manicured lawns and elegant fountains lined the pathways, while sleek, modern buildings towered above them."This place is incredible," Phineas whispered, his eyes wide as he took in the sights.Caspian led them to a stylish apartment building, swiping his key card at the entrance. They piled into the elevator, and Caspia

{Activate SPEED MODE}Caspian had sprinted into the road before he recalled he needed to activate speed mode.“Caspian!!”The three screamed at the same time. Caspian's heart raced as he sprinted towards the young lady, his legs pumping faster than he thought possible. Time seemed to slow down as he activated his speed mode, the world blurring around him.The bus's horn blared, its brakes screeching as the driver desperately tried to stop. The blonde lady stood frozen in the middle of the road, her eyes wide with terror as she saw the bus bearing down on her.With a final burst of speed, Caspian reached her just as the bus was about to make an impact. He wrapped his arms around her waist and leaped, using every ounce of his enhanced strength to propel them both out of harm's way.They tumbled onto the sidewalk, Caspian instinctively shielded the woman with his body as they hit the ground. The bus roared past, missing them by mere inches.For a moment, all was silent except for the so

"That was... incredible," he admitted, shaking his head. "I thought I had you."Evie grinned, giving Alfred a playful punch on the shoulder. "You almost did! That was a close one.""Alright, my turn," Caspian said, stepping up to the controls. "Let's see if I can take down the reigning champ."Evie raised an eyebrow, a competitive glint in her eye. "Oh, you think you can beat me, huh?"Caspian selected Guile as his character, flexing his fingers over the buttons. "I've got a few tricks up my sleeve."The match began, and it was clear from the start that this was going to be different. Caspian's Guile moved with precision, dodging Chun-Li's attacks and countering with well-timed Sonic Booms and Flash Kicks.Evie's brow furrowed in concentration as she realized Caspian was a more formidable opponent than she had anticipated. His Guile moved with a fluid grace she hadn't seen before, and she found herself on the defensive more often than not."Where did you learn to play like this?" Evie

“Gosh! So many emotions,” Evie exclaimed as she patted Caspian's shoulder. He chuckled and put down the microphone.The karaoke bar erupted into applause as Caspian and Evie finished their duet. “Whoa! Bravo!” “Encore! That was deep.”Caspian's face flushed with embarrassment as he took a bow. Evie grinned beside him. Phineas and Alfred high-fived each other. Their faces were beaming with smiles like proud Moms.“Wow, he's got some serious talent,” a girl at the next table said to her friend, nodding in Caspian's direction.“I know, right?” her friend replied. “I wonder what inspired him to sing like that. He was so into it. I almost thought he was the song owner.”“So true!”“These vocals he used… damn immersive. I think it's baritone” “No, it's tenor!”A group of guys nearby started discussing Caspian's vocals. One of them pulled out his phone and started searching for the song they had just performed.“Hey, this song is really popular,” he said, showing his friends the screen.