LOGINDear Readers, Apologies for the late announcement. I have been busy. I'll keep this sweet and short. Thank you for reading "Finding Mr. Perfect."Finally, we have concluded Freya and Kenneth's story. I appreciate the comments, reviews, and gems sent to "The Bad Boy Next Room." Your support made this book a success.You are probably wondering, what's next for me? For the rest of September, my husband is on medical leave. We are going to address some of his other medical concerns, hoping it might help his autoimmune skin disease. After that, I will take some time off. So, it might be until mid-October when I get a new book out. Just please keep posted on my social media account for an announcement.Thank you so much for supporting me always. Sincerely, LiLhyz
Kings’ Reunion – THE END.“Freya, wake up.” Kenneth kissed her cheeks. “It’s time to get up. We’ll have an early dinner.”Kenneth and Freya made love five times last night. In the morning, they went swimming and made love again in the afternoon until they surrendered to exhaustion. But now, it was t
Tie You Down.The first thing that Kenneth and Freya did after they arrived at the island resort in the Philippines was to have a full-body massage facing the sea.It was one of the things Freya had grumbled about over the past three years, yet Kenneth noted it. Next was an uninterrupted beach nap.
A New Generation.Up to the very last minute, Graham had hoped that Elise was carrying a son. He had prepared blue balloons and unisex-colored clothes for when his wife gave birth, but as he already knew, the doctor said in the delivery room:“Baby Girl Wright!”“Waah! Waaah! Waaah!” the baby cried
Baby Girl.Two months passed.Graham walked into the clinic with his wife like he was about to collect a trophy, not see an ultrasound. He’d been bragging to anyone who would listen—family, friends, even the barista at the Diamond Hotel—that he was definitely having a boy.He invited his parents and
Brown Hair.“We are going to Freedonia. We are going to drop by Braeton airport and get you guys,” Riley said to Gabrielle over the phone. “Kenneth and Freya? Those two have deprived us of experiencing the first kick. Instead, all I heard was Kenneth bragging about it on F-a-c-e-T-i-m-e!”“Tell me a
Halliport Wedding.The day finally came for Freya and Kenneth’s first wedding.The skies above Halliport were clear, as though the heavens themselves had RSVP’d to witness the event of the year. The chapel, a centuries-old structure perched atop a manicured hill, was modest in size and elegant. But
Freya On Fire.While Freya and Kenneth were kissing on stage, Susan watched with narrowed eyes and a patient smile. Everyone around her gasped, cheered, or groaned.‘Amateurs,’ she thought. ‘They’re all falling for it — this fake showcase of love.’But Susan? Susan knew better.‘That’s not love,’ sh
The Perfect Match.Kenneth named his college classmates. He only remembered Aiden’s wife; as for the other females around, his old classmates gave their names.“Hi, Freya King,” Freya extended her hand to each one, an elegant smile painted on her face. “Nice to meet you, Freya.”Lindsey: “Wow, that’
They Are Going Down.Freya frowned while getting up from bed. Her phone was blowing up, and had been for minutes now!“What in the world!” she grumbled and grabbed her phone.She answered, and the next thing she heard was her sister, Charlie: “Hey! Have you read the article?”“What article?” Freya a







