Best Alice Hoffman Novel Novels & Stories

asked Alice, sinking onto the sofa in the room, folding her legs casually. Abigail poured coffee into each cup and then handed one to Alice. "I can see it in your eyes, as well as your lips that were about to part from the start. Let's talk about something else." Abby took her place next to the hired detective, who had now become her best friend. "Okay... so what do you want me to talk about? OH, I know! How is your relationship with that handsome Mr. Hoffman?" Alice asked, like a reporter interviewing a celebrity.

The stores pass by in a blur and the silence in the car is comfortable. My legs are bouncing up and down at different speeds and I’m buzzing with excitement. I’m humming to myself and feel like I’ve slammed eight shots of espresso. The only thoughts on my mind are the stacks of books in the back seat. They call to me. I can almost hear them whispering to me, begging me to read them. One of them particularly calls to me. It’s called The Alpha’s Good Girl and do I need to say anymore about it? The title speaks for itself, but the blurb reached into my soul and I need the pain and pleasure I know it will deliver. The sun is setting and I don’t even question it as I reach down and pinch myself.

"And who the hell are you?" "Oh, forgive me. I should have opened with that." She smiled, extending her hand across the desk. "My name is Alyssa Berry. And I'm here to make sure I get what's rightfully mine." END OF BOOK THREE: PROTECTING HIS PRIZE