Best Western Novels 2020 Novels & Stories

All the hurt, betrayal, and bitterness of the past had vanished—burned away in the warmth of real love and unwavering protection. (The End)

The air smelled faintly of lavender and lemongrass, blending with the clink of cutlery and low hum of conversation. I sat in the corner, flanked by Kayla, with her long curls and baby-blue blazer that never wrinkled, and Nadia, the screenwriter who couldn’t eat lunch without her oversized sunglasses, even though we were indoors. “You seriously didn’t come to brunch yesterday?” Nadia asked, poking at her salad with a mildly judgmental tone. “They said the De Russos rented a private garden in Bel Air. Supposedly insane.” “Kay, show her your photos.”

I stayed by his side every day, barely leaving his room. I carefully filtered out every piece of news about Jayden and Lunara—I did not want any of their filth to reach my father and upset him. But in the end, Lunara still found a way to slither in. She had the gall to show up at my father's hospital room, clinging to Jayden's arm. When I walked in, she was holding a fashion magazine, pointing to a spread with wedding photos, chirping in a fake sweet tone. "Mr. Sheridan, look at this one! Isn't it gorgeous? Jayden and I worked so hard to get this shot just right. But it's all worth it—getting to wear that dress and marry him is the happiest thing that's ever happened to me.

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"I am sorry, Alpha, it will not happen again. I will dedicate myself fully to the job." "I hope that is the case this time. I want two more sets of twenty." The truth is that lately we have not had any emergencies; the city has been quiet since the last fire at Mrs. Bermond's house. Poor woman, we did not arrive in time to rescue her. She had inhaled too much smoke, and at her age, she could not withstand it. Apparently, the lady enjoyed smoking before bed, but she fell asleep with the cigarette, causing a small fire that had doubled in size by the time we arrived.

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“But if she sees a handsome officer, something may happen; therefore I chose to bring her with me rather than leave her, especially as it is dangerous for a girl at home alone. But if I go without her to Rashroff, then let her grace give command to tie her with a cord, or she will play pranks.” “I was no better myself,” said Basira. “They gave her a distaff to spin,” said Zastar; “but she danced with it, since she had no one better to dance with. But you are a jovial man. Basira, I should like to have an encounter with Sir Novoveski, for I also am fond of amusement at times.” Meanwhile, before supper was served, the door opened, and Mellehov entered. Sir Novoveski did not notice him at once,