Best Julia Quinn Books Novels & Stories

"I can't answer that. Why not ask yourself the opposite question? If you fucking other people makes you feel guilty because you don't want them to fuck others, why don't you quit fucking other people? Now you're all in the same boat and you're not withholding from them what you can enjoy yourself. Quit fucking other women and they don't have to fuck other men. Keep it between you three, or four if Rhonda remains in the mix." That was an answer. Quit fucking Zoe, Dawn, Lucia, Rose, Slut or anybody else who might occasionally get thrown in the mix like Alice or Cindy. Make it a tight knit little group of four, and quit adding other people. I used to be happy with one. Two more was gravy. Or I

I dropped the letters and stepped back, clutching my chest. My whole world felt like it was falling apart right in front of me. The queen only watched me quietly, her eyes filled with something I couldn’t read..maybe guilt, maybe pity. “Now you understand why you were drawn to Lucian,” she said softly. “It wasn’t just fate, Jules. It was blood.” I couldn’t breathe. All I could hear was the sound of my heartbeat pounding in my ears, and the truth that shattered everything I thought I knew.

After Jake left last night, Quin had found exactly that, a target. I leaned against the kitchen counter, watching him. He hadn’t slept again. His coffee sat untouched and cooling on the island, the file Jake brought spread out before him like evidence in a trial. Every few minutes his eyes scanned the same pages, as if daring the words to rearrange themselves into something less damning. They never did. 'Julian worked for Aiden'. Quin had said to me He also told me Julian had been connected to Aiden months before he ever met Billie. Which was suspicious as hell.

I shake my head, “I’m good, thank you.” He walks away, and I stand there for a moment. My head pounds softly as all mythoughts crash into each other and feel almost fragmented. Whatever Julia feels right now is because of the book she’s reading. We can’t keep our existence a secret for a while. I mean, we’ll try, but secrets have a way of slipping out of hold. It is important to get ahead of the narrative before someone like Alicia or Meredith uses it against us. She was manipulated and controlled once, which cost us a lot. I cannot allow that happen again. One way or the other, she’ll find out about us. We’ll give her the time to work through the revelation, but she won’t break what we have

The call connected quickly, but I didn't waste time on pleasantries, I didn't have that luxury. “Kyle.” The urgency in my tone created a small pause at the other end, before he finally spoke. “That’s not how you usually start a conversation.” “I need you to find someone,” I said, ignoring his response, which immediately got his attention. “Alright,” Kyle said, as his tone sharpened slightly. “Who?” “Julia.” It was followed by a short break, before he answered. “Julia?” Kyle repeated. “That tells me nothing.” “She’s Tyler’s girlfriend.”

wealth with expensive cars and tastes. Women fawned over him and men were jealous of him. Julius DaLair could have anything he wanted, whenever he wanted, never mind if his actions hurt someone else. Somehow, that was the man who captured Macey’s heart. She gave everything to this man without thought to the consequences, and she paid the price. Julius betrayed her trust and broke her heart. But she was strong and left him before he could do more damage. Yet, despite learning her lesson the hard way, she still loved the man who hurt her. He managed to win her back and she remained at his side even now and cementing them together, were not one or two, but three kids. He still didn’t know why

I said confidently when my heart was clutching with pain. I headed straight to my closet and I wore a royal blue off-shoulder knee-length dress. Then straighten my hair, and put on my favorite blood-red lipstick. I took a last look at myself in the mirror when I felt satisfied that I was looking presentable. I came out to go down to meet my guests. As I was declining the stairs my eyes were looking for one person only who was Leonardo Winchester. I felt a heart-wrenching pain when I saw them sitting close to each other laughing about something. Julia was hugging his arm while Leo's other hand was on her thigh. I closed my eyes to control myself from breaking down. I knew I had to witness som

When I reached Julia the second time, pumping hard, through her moans she said, "Make sure you deposit your cum in Lisa. I don't care if you're in the middle of fucking me and I'm about to cum, let Lisa have your sperm. She's had no one to fuck her cunt while you were gone. She needs it." Julia was such a wonderful slave, so devoted to me and her sister slaves. If she loved you, there wasn't anything she wouldn't sacrifice for you. All of them were. Half the time, I didn't feel I deserved them. The other half, I felt lucky they thought I deserved them. I felt her tighten around me in another orgasm. I was fortunate they all climaxed so easily. If they were anyone else, I might not be able to

His death was long overdue. “Kellen!” Mike calls out to me, but I pay him no mind, reaching the stairs and beginning a slow ascend with heavy purposeful steps. “Don’t make me go against you, Kellen. We all hate Oliver, but it makes sense. She won't be happy, and I will take her side. She is my Luna. Queen of New Moon.”

“Peter was a writer.” Julia leaned forward and noticed freckled blood on the pages. A flutter of unnerved sickness in her stomach; she had a diary just like it tucked away in the drawer beside her bed. Once upon a time she’d filled her book with lies on the rare chance that someone would come across it, scour the contents, and say, Wow—what a life this gal’s livin’! But as things complicated, and reality-based drama proved spectacle enough, her literary lies faded, and not too long after, the journal was abandoned completely. This perhaps revealed truths in Julia that she didn’t entirely like admitting to.