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
I Like You.“You had liked me since we were kids?” Freya echoed. “And you never said anything!”Kenneth’s jaw clenched. He said, “I said… ‘Hi’ many times.”Freya’s mouth fell open. “Oh, you know damn well what I’m talking about.”“I did,” he insisted. “I complimented you often and supported your bus
Private Beach.Saturday morning came with perfect weather, with warm sunlight, a gentle breeze, and not a cloud in sight."Just where exactly are you taking me? And where are we right now? Why does it feel crampy around here? Kenneth?" Freya grumbled, her hands feeling her surroundings.Her eyes wer
First Round.Inner Devil: ‘This is it! The promised land!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Finally, Freya! After a hundred years!’Freya felt a rush of emotions she couldn’t quite explain—from the way Kenneth touched her to the way he kissed her, like he’d been holding back for years. And clearly, he had.When he
Drop The Towel.“Mom, Dad, Freya, this is Mr. Dominique Fontaine, Chairman of Crédit du Montclair,” Kenneth introduced. “WrightCode Global built and still manages their online banking system.”“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Fontaine,” Riley said, shaking his hand. “What an honor!”“You’re too kind, Mrs







