Novel & Cerita Best Danielle Steel Romance Books

Before he could carry her back to the bed, Danielle whirled around and kneed him in his junk, making him double up in pain. “Fuck! You bitch! You’ll pay for this.” Danielle didn’t stop to check. Opening the door, she ran down the stairs as fast as her legs could carry her. There was no time to wait for the elevator. She knew Knox Cromwell would never leave her after what she had done. But this time he had cornered her, forced her to react. Why was it so difficult to deal with the man? Every time she met him, he rubbed her in the wrong places, making her erupt. He brought out a dark side to her nature that she never knew existed. Why couldn’t she just ignore the asshole? Why did she have to s

Danielle “She found me,” I said, and smiled. “I didn’t mind.” He crossed his arms. “She likes you. She doesn’t typically like women. Used to men, ’suppose.” “You’re raising a really sweet little girl.” “Seriously. What’s your story, Dani?” he asked. “How’d you meet Booker?” “I got lost and broke down outside the wrecking place. Aust—ah, Booker, came to my rescue.” “What do you do? You know, for a livin’.”

He couldn’t know Rome and I were over. “He just got done scheduling someone else.” “Wh-what?” “Five minutes ago. He booked the one he’d wanted in the first place.” Danielle. Stunning, glamorous, sensual Danielle. Who ticked every one of Roman’s type boxes. “The Russian was as determined to have her as he’d been with you. He’s definitely through with you, darling.” I didn’t know whether to scream—or cry. Roman had gone back to his old ways, the asshole was at it again. Former hobbyist, my ass!

cracked the last restraint in the room. Nolan moved first. His hand slid from the small of her back to the nape of her neck, fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her into a kiss that was pure claim. His tongue swept against hers, tasting whiskey and the faint salt of her skin, and she moaned into his mouth, the sound vibrating through all four of them.

“Well, you know that you’re the one that he fantasizes about. That’s why he wouldn’t look at you.” Daniela smiled. “I know.” I stared at her, surprised. “And here I thought you were all innocent. Have you been doing something you shouldn’t be, Berni?” She rolled her eyes. “I’m a teenage girl. I read. Romance novels, fanfiction. If it’s got smut, I’m there.” I raised an eyebrow. “What about porn?” Daniela made a face. “No. Porn’s too awkward. I need a little fantasy. I can’t just watch stuff like that, you know.”

Claire teased. Danielle sighed. "Now I wish I had not mentioned anything about that encounter." "Oh, come on D." Claire whined. "I tell you everything." "So do I, gurl. So do I." "Good. So tell me about it again." "Claire McLennie!" Danielle snapped. "What else do you want to hear? That we both said some cheesy stuff in the name of love?" Claire sighed wistfully. "You know that I'm a romantic at heart. I want detailsssssss." She drew out the last word.

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

I hissed , but my body was already arching into his touch. "Such a liar," Karl purred , crawling onto the bed beside me, his weight dipping the mattress. His fingers trailed up my arm. "Your cunt's dripping for us, Raven. We can smell it." I swallowed hard, my face burning. "I'm not-" "Not what?" Dane said as he leaned down, his lips brushing my temple. "Not wet? Not ours?" His hand slid beneath the hem of the lingerie, his palm flattening against my stomach, his fingers inching lower. "Or are you just scared of how much you want it?"

I went to purchase another copy of the novel,while you were asleep" I said and her face lit up. "Really ?" She asked. "Yes" I said. "It's so interesting and i can't wait to continue reading it...What of the torn copy ?" She asked. "Uh..that ? I've shoved it in the library shelf" I said and she nodded. "I also purchased a new novel" I said. "Really? Is it also the same author's novel?" She asked and i shook my head. "Lone eagle by Danielle steels" I said. "Wow,the name tells it all,its sure gonna be interesting" She said.

“This isn’t a romance novel, Lila. It’s my life. And I don’t want sparks with him. I want him to leave me alone.” But deep down, a small, traitorous part of her wasn’t so sure. Meanwhile, Damien stared out at the skyline from his office, a glass of scotch in hand though the sun was barely past noon. Grace Monroe was dangerous not because she could ruin him, but because she could distract him. And Damien Blackwood didn’t allow distractions. Yet for the first time in years, he didn’t feel like a man in control. He felt like a man on the edge of something he couldn’t quite name.