Romans & histoires Ballerina Romance Books

I called, abacked and she slowly took her eyes from the ceiling to look at me. A small gasp escaped her lips. "Ryan?" She called weakly. I chuckled and held her hand tight. "Hey, you're awake" I beamed, not knowing what to say or do. My princess was awake! She was looking at me. "Bethel!" I called ecstatically, finding it hard to believe. It was like a dream come true. Oh God! I stood up immediately and kissed her. * * Nicole's Pov: I ran to the hotel where Gentle Aura was and quickly went to the receptionists to ask for his room.

Nora brought white roses when she visited me in the hospital. She fumbled with the flowers, accidentally tipping over the vase and spilling water everywhere. "Oh, no. I'm so sorry, Natalie," she babbled, scrambling to clean up the mess. "I didn't mean to do that." "It's fine," I said, even though nothing really was. She sat down, nervously fiddling with the edge of her skirt. It was a fancy Chanel, a present from Francis, but I was the one who had picked it out. "Natalie, have you and Francis been at it again?"

She realized the villa was designed carefully, and every place matched perfectly with her taste. Both of them had been together long enough, and surely they would influence each other. Michael was not that dull after all, and Christina had still more or less influenced him. Ariel called her. “Christina, I saw Sophia going into a beauty salon!” “So what?” She felt like it was not something to be surprised about because it was normal to visit a beauty salon. “Think about it. John’s in the hospital, and Serena’s still heartbroken because of the cancellation of their marriage. How can Sophia be in the mood to visit a beauty salon? Something fishy is going on in there!”

Sending love and well wishes to you all xx A trail of water dripped behind Bellamy as he emerged from the shower, a towel hung loosely around his waist as he ruffled another towel through his now damp curls. “Whatcha reading gorgeous?” he nodded to Thea. Placing an intricately carved silver bookmark in between the pages, she placed her book down on the bedside table. Letting out a contented sigh, she stretched her arms and legs out on the bed. “It’s called ‘Her Fae Lovers’ by one of my favourite authors, Jane Knight.” A sleepy smile danced across her face as she dragged her eyes over Bellamy’s wet, exposed torso. Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten unde

Roman rang for the front to come get him because there was nothing else they could do. “that was tiring” Camila exclaimed falling into bed, she pulled the blanket over her, getting ready to sleep. She was exhausted. Roman had a work call, so he went to the balcony to answer the call. Camila fell asleep almost immediately, Roman stood on the balcony watching her sleep with a small smile on his face. Damn, how did he fall for such a pretty girl.

My Beloved Readers, Thank you for supporting me with Kaleb's story. For those who have not read my other books, please find the list below: Book 1: Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return Book 2: Flash Marriage A Billionaire For A Rebound (Kenzie's Story) Book 3: I Kissed A CEO And He Liked It (Kyle's Story) Book 4: The Devil's Love For The Heiress (Kate's Story)

I want her to know how much I want her and want to be with her, but I don’t want to scare her off. “What were you reading on the balcony?” I asked her. “Just a romance book,” she replied. “It’s about a mafia princess who falls in love with a guy in the mafia, but she’s betrothed to someone else. It’s very well written.” “Sounds like a great love story. One you could tell your kids,” I smirked. “Well, probably not all the violence and sex,” Isabella giggled. “True,” I chuckled. “What are you doing tomorrow?” I probed.

He gives me the devilish smirk that ignites sparks and playfully mocks, “That absolutely goes without saying. And you know it.” “Well, then. Lucky for us, we’ve just arrived at the hotel.” ~ Jameson ~ I’m going to tell you a secret. Perhaps you’ve already guessed it. Perhaps that’s why I’m owning up to it now, with you. Yes, I find Nikki St. Claire irresistible. Yes, I have taken advantage of the coincidences we’ve faced, twisting them to suit both our desires. The unfortunate downside to that is, as much as I actually do want to pursue a real romance with her, that’s not my mission.

The Springs hotel room is bathed in soft silver light; its surroundings influence a harmony of intimacy and luxury. Cordelia stands by the window, resting against the wall, a glass of champagne in her right hand, gazing out at the beautiful city below. Her reflection in the glass windows by her right side catches her eye: an embodiment of victory and allure. Alan's deep voice, laced with sexual desire, low and light, pulls her back. “Still soaking it all in?” He asks, leaning casually against the bar, his champagne in front of him, exuding a confident charm that makes her heart skip.

Crystal asked, a hint of amusement in her tone as she noticed Arielle stepping closer to her. Arielle leaned in slightly and whispered, “Grandmother has a… unique taste in horror movies.” Crystal chuckled softly, nodding in agreement. “That she does,” she replied. As Arielle’s gaze fell on the book in Crystal’s hands, her face lit up with rare excitement. “Maa, do you like historical romance?” she asked, her voice brimming with curiosity. Crystal tilted the book to show the cover and replied, “I like anything by this author.” She paused, taken aback by Arielle’s sudden enthusiasm.