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A smile appeared on his face, making his eyes even more charming, then he kissed me on the forehead and on the lips, ignoring Ray and Elyse. "Is there anything you want to do now?" He asked and I thought about it deeply then I nodded. "Let's read books!" I said to him and dragged him along to his own study. I was quick to move the fixed technological ladder. "Stop doing strenuous things, young woman." Idrio was nagging again as he moved me away from the ladder. He climbed it up and then turned down to face me. "Which book?" "A 100 Ways To Build The Mind." I replied to him then he turned to the shelf and after looking for it for a while, he removed it out of the stack and descended back and

He gaze me a look that was embroidered with disgust and hate. He swiftly enters his blood stained shirt and without a second gaze, he waltz away from me without turning back. I remained static and stationed on that spot like some sentinel. “Jane..” the sound of my name brings me back from whatever I was in. I twitch my eyes and look towards the entrance of the room. I have a book stuck in my hand. It’s “bound by the loser king” by some Rodrick Mateo. “Hey, Harley” I coo.

"Fine I will try but at my own convenience. What's the name of the book and where do I read it?" "Shattered Hearts by Micaela Alvarado. It's on A****n, it's the #1 best selling book so far" he answered. "This book better meets my expectations" I said tapping my fingers on the table. "Trust me it will" he replied smiling and then he checked his wristwatch, "I think is time for me to leave. We'll get in touch when I arrive there". "Alright, safe trip. Greetings to my goddaughter and godson and then to their beautiful mom who got married to an ugly jerk like you" I teased and his nostrils flares up.

Alizeh: 'I know, but I can't control my laugh! Varun: "I can say this also with that other meaning, but I am not like that na!" Alizeh: "I know that you are not like that, I know it really well knows! by the way when is my book coming!" Varun: "Maybe 23!" Alizeh: "Yayy, I will keep it with me always!" Varun: "You can also keep me with you always!" Alizeh: "I know, you can also keep me!"

Dear readers, whatever I do,I always keep in my mind, "please don't judge a book by it's cover." I request you to do the same. As much as it appears as a cruel romance,this book has the passionate love we all crave for at least once in our life. This is my first book. I don't ask you to go easy on me. Let me know my flaws,so that I could learn from my mistakes. I'll put all the effort I am more than capable of to give you an amazing time while reading this. So let's help each other. Please leave your thoughts and views in the comment section.

it's mafia book ,with pain betrayl , twist and cliffhangers, you will surely enjoy the book. Read with some jazz music on. hope you enjoy it. "lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins " "This 365 days will a hell for you my love " "This 365 days will be haven for my husband " "AUGUST 1" *daily updates* Chapters start from next page hd hc hv hb ih ii 9ib uv bv yi vi yc ug 8g ni 8o go hi uh no 8g ou n8o df gh bh bh gv c fr ft fg vg v vg vg gy gy gy

He had been becoming very insistent since the incident at the library. "Hey, beautiful. Fancy seeing you here." -Had he been following her?- "I am buying toys for my nephew." He answered as if he read her thoughts. She blushed. "You wanna grab some coffee? We could spend the afternoon together." His expression became hopeful. Lust glimmered in his blue eyes. She stiffened.

I rolled my eyes and giggled, he chuckled and damn, he was so handsome. "So, how you doing, mi belle?" He asked me with a gentle voice and his Spanish accent was smooth and enchanting. "I'm fine, I just came here to relax and read some books," I told him waving the novel in my hands in the air. "Same," he told me and I smiled. I didn't know why I was happy that Justin and I shared something in common. I noticed the book in his hands and my eyes widened. The title of the book in his hands was KOVEX written by the same author of the book I was reading.

ELEVEN I don’t remember much about the ride home. Bobby and I barely spoke as he drove wordlessly, staring down the road, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on his copy of The King Wears Yellow. And me? To be honest, I can’t exactly remember, to this day. I think . . . I believe . . . I must’ve spent the ride flipping through my copy of the book. Even that is still a mystery to me. How I could’ve been walking aimlessly through the bookstore one moment, scorning Reverend McIlvian and his healing powers, and the next unconsciously buying his book, of all things.

I didn't want to go all out with the decorations, but I couldn't help myself. I heard the door ring as soon as I lit the last candle. I quickly rushed towards the door, undone my braids, played with them through my fingers, and felt some damp areas. I opened the door, and I sucked in my breath. Liam stood there looking like fucking Robert Sheehan - he's from Mortal Engine and that new show on N*****x. He looks like him but with muscle and more handsome. I became a fan of Robert Sheehan when I watched Mortal Engine on bootleg. Super cute.