Novel & Cerita Alice Hoffman Novel

what, whattt, I swas surprised at the sudden change in attitude, a wide contrast in the character she displayed earlier. I took her hand—and that same strange current from the arena shot through me. Her skin was impossibly soft, like silk spun from heaven. I held on a moment too long before she pulled away. “I’m Aaliah,” she said. “I’m Jeffrey,” the white guy introduced himself to me too “What am I supposed to do with these?” I asked, holding up the snacks. “They were for me and Jeffrey. He’s not hungry, so… you looked famished.” Jeffrey looked mildly annoyed but said nothing.

I continued while swallowing my saliva. "Then... because of one thing and another, I accidentally hacked into all your personal data. Let's just say I overheard your phone conversation with Miss Morrel." Alice raised one of her hands and placed it on my chest right above my pounding heart. I don't know how Alice was able to hack into my phone conversations or how much she knows about me. "Alice... Are you interested in me?" I asked while yawning. She stretched her hand on my chest, making it difficult for me to concentrate.

I stood there for a moment without moving, and only then did I notice how different the silence felt. I walked back to the desk and lowered myself into the chair, the glow of the screen still holding on the same email. *Green Palace.* I exhaled slowly, dragging a hand down my face before clicking the attachment, and when the loading icon disappeared, the first image appeared. Alice Laurent, standing beside a little girl. I looked at it for a moment without blinking, and something inside me eased almost immediately. I had already accepted it. She wasn’t Catherine. Whatever I had been chasing all this time had finally stopped making sense, and somewhere along the way I had made peace with that

Ashley's pov I needed a moment–no two to fully process what my cousin sent to him, subconsciously taking in a shaky breath. She texted “Oops, my fingers slipped! These pictures were for someone else but I guess the cats are out of the bag now!” A cold chill ran down my spine as I scrolled through raunchy pictures of my Alpha husband and my sister. My phone slipped out of my hand, falling to the floor so suddenly that a cracked screen was left as a souvenir from the impact of the fall.

The room exhaled. Not metaphorically. The force that had bent the air to ignite lungs full of fuel, to tense wings on unthinking command, took its toll on one final, unwilling exhalation. The humming of walls faded. The floor lost its sense of potential fracture beneath the weight of what might have occurred. The Book was nowhere to be seen. But it was not destroyed. It just disappeared and is inside Allistair's consciousness. Allistair felt it, second heart rate, erring in pace, erring in touch, palpable nonetheless. No screaming now. No scratching. Wrapping himself around something fragile, treacherous, and ominously familiar.

He pauses. Then finishes the sentence slowly. “She’s hiding a crown.” My heartbeat stops. Because in that moment Hayley finally lifts her head. And the quiet servant disappears. For a brief second… An Alpha queen looks back at me.

he responded, accepting the gift and walking away. Contrary to what I had previously claimed, I was actually deeply bothered by the situation. The thought of them kissing, having intimate relations, and calling out each other's names filled me with boiling anger. I had placed my trust in both of them, only to be betrayed. I would never forgive them for this! Determined to leave the place, I hailed a taxi to take me back to the airport. I urgently needed to book an early flight back to New York. As I settled into the backseat, my phone began to ring.

Love, Diana PS This book can be read standalone but to truly understand the story well, I would suggest you read the 2nd book starting with chapter 35. **Synopsis** *Series 3: The Billionaire Scorned Bride (Broken series)* Thrown away by her husband like some mere trash, gentle Alice Marie Hall find healing in foreign land for four years before she finally returns to settle whatever debt Harrison Walton still have over her. Unlike Alice, her returns brings joy into Harry's heart as he wants nothing more but to make up for the sins he had committed against his wife.

"After I finished your book–the Book of Murder, it became my favorite novel in an instant because I really like Detective Alice Potter. I admire her character so much. And then it happens so fast and the next thing I knew, I was already here." "That's it? What did you do to be transfered here?" Alistair asked, noticing that she didn't tell him the details that made her transfered inside the book. Her story is incomplete. Anastasia just shake her head at him. She decided to not include the accident part because it will confuse the prince even more.

one of the Howls said. “Let’s just say I’m feeling sentimental,” I said. I shifted and hopped over back to my side of the town, making sure from there that the Howls didn’t come any closer. On my way back to the reservation, I stopped by Alice’s house one more time. The light in her window was on. I could see what she was doing. She was reading a book, lying on her stomach on her bed, a cup of some hot beverage steaming on the bedside table.