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#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

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.

The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze. “You just didn’t see me,” I whispered, pulling him into another heated kiss, unwilling to let a single second slip away. His lips claimed mine with urgency. He sucked gently on my lower lip while I nipped at his upper, parting for him. Our tongues tangled, hot and reckless, igniting sparks that raced through my veins. His hand slid firmly around my waist, drawing me flush against his body until there was no space left between us. The kiss deepened, consuming, as if neither of us could get enough.

The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.

In one swift, violent motion, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her lace panties and ripped them down her legs, discarding them onto the floor like trash. Before she could even register the cold air, he was back, his fingers diving into her heat. He worked them inside her with a brutal, rhythmic precision, his thumb grinding against her until Rissa’s back arched off the bed, her heels digging into the mattress. She was helpless, a moaning mess until the first wave hit her so hard she let out a choked scream, her body trembling as she squirted against his hand. Ronan pulled his hand back, his eyes dark and victorious. He held his glistening fingers to her lips, and Rissa, completely

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

His gorgeous bold fingers kneaded her back as he filled her eager mouth with the taste of him. Raw heat emanated from his entire body and his forehead was so shiny with perspiration that it could be seen in the dark. “Damn girl, what am i going to do about you?” He asked against her ears. Belle was absolutely so shook by him as delicious shivers of discovery, zigzagged it’s way down her spine and her whole body. She could hear that his breathing was so uneven and she watched as his lips trembled as they took hers again. Her heart most certainly became a rocket, soaring high above them.

But there is nowhere to go, no one to help me, no escape from this beautiful nightmare I've been sold into. The bed looms before us, its dark wooden frame and expensive linens looking more like an altar than a place of rest. Everything is perfect, arranged for seduction, yet there is nothing romantic about what is about to happen here. "Blaze, I..." I start to say, but the words die in my throat when he turns me around and begins working on the buttons of my dress. His fingers are surprisingly gentle as they free each tiny fastening, working with the patience of a man who has all the time in the world.

he told me, but I could see the hesitation in his eyes. "No. We'll sleep on the bed together," I told him with a chaste smile. He smiled back, and we both got into bed together. We lay at the edges, breathing heavily and unsure. "You can touch me, you know," I rasped. My heart ticked like a bomb as I waited for Luca to turn. He did. He shifted closer to me until he was spooning me. I exhaled loudly when our bodies touched. He pulled my hair aside and kissed my neck. I began to feel wet. I moved more into him, my butt grazing his hard-on. I heard a moan escape his lips. He moved his hand from my waist to my breasts and gave each one a slow, deliberate squeeze. I shut my eyes, shuddering in pl

Like that’s normal for us. Then, out of nowhere, the drive. This cramped cabin. Him acting all sweet, holding my hands through the cold, asking questions like he gives a damn. Pressing the softest kiss on my head just before we drift off. Like some Prince Charming, out of a badly written romance. And now we’re here. Like this. "You up?" His voice rumbles through his chest into me, low and rough like sandpaper. I keep my eyes shut. I'm not ready for this.