Books Like The Deal Novels & Stories

"You still got a page full of them." "But- That's no fair!" Nate whined again and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, biting into my cheek to hold a smile and going back to make a neat copy of my notes. "I demand a re-deal." "And what is that?" I hummed not glancing up. "For each problem I got right, you take one cloth off." my heart somersaulted and this time my wide eyes found his immediately. Was he for real? He smirked now having my attention. "Don't worry, I'll undress whenever I get one wrong. Deal?"

This is just the beginning, loving the billionaire series continues with: Book 2: A Game With The Billionaire (Emma and Jeremy) Book 3: Taming the Billionaire (Nicole and Xavier) and possibly two more for Ethan and Nicholas. Until then, stay smart like Arya and Wanda, sweet and kind like Clara, and maybe, just maybe a little cray cray like Anna and Alisha (minus the murders, obviously!) See you in the next one!

Shiela said, shaking her head. "Let’s see what’s inside the paper bags, Lyrica," Misha said excitedly. I nodded and opened the first paper bag. It was a nude-brown flowy dress with sleeves, made of luxurious fabric. "Girl! He’s planning to take you on a date!" Misha squealed. "Shush, Misha!" Shiela complained, making me laugh. "It’s so elegant, Lyrica. It suits you perfectly," Misha added, ignoring Shiela.

She sounded proud of herself. She clicked open the first email. It was from HearthStone Publishing, one of the top three traditional publishing houses in the country. I read the first paragraph and felt my pulse spike. They wanted to offer me a three-book deal. The next email was from River&Reed Books. Another top house. Their advance figure made me blink twice. Then Elmline, Tuned Pages, Balmer Press, and four others. Leah was grinning like she had just won a national lottery on my behalf. “They’re fighting for you, Aria. This is insane.”

Dona pointed at the book that Jace was holding. They turned to look and their eyes zoomed in on the title. The familiar font of the title of the popular book greeted them. ‘Spell Of The Lonely Dream’. They sucked in their breaths. “WHAT?!!! Isn’t that sold out already??” On the side, Dawn’s friends had already opened the present given to them by their classmates. Now, they started to open the present that she gave them. They have only opened the side when they recognized it. “Oh my gosh! Let me borrow it, okay?! Please..please.. Please!!!!!” The students, especially the girls, pleaded with Jace.

She nod her head before I walk away to scan for books. "I hope there is that book that Dawson was referring to." I murmured to myself. I do not want to believe him when he said that I can only buy that book in New York. What an expensive outlet of reference he got there, that boo-hoo. Instead of finding that big book on the hardbound section, I notice a colorful book with green as a dominant on its book cover and its title kinds of catch my attention. "Buy Yourself the Fcking Lilies?" I murmured and started opening the book pages and saw some notes which made me conclude that it is a self-help book.

When it finally bursts, candy rains down and thirty kids scream like it’s the best day of their lives. Later, when the sun dips low and the fairy lights come on, we gather everyone under the oak for the part Rory insisted on. Story time. She stands on the same stump Killian proposed from (again) last year on our tenth “real” anniversary, holding the book we had made the year she turned three: a hardcover picture book titled The Warrior Queen and Her Dragon Daddy.

Focusing on the image of unity, of working together, Evie held the book out towards the guardian. The creature's gaze fixated on the book, its red eyes flickering with curiosity. A low rumble emanated from its throat as the images from the book seemed to bleed into its own consciousness. It tilted its head, a gesture that could be interpreted as understanding. Emboldened, Evie flipped through the pages, focusing on different emotions – trust, strength, purpose. With each image, the bond between them seemed to strengthen. The guardian's initial apprehension gave way to a sense of tentative acceptance.

“So, what’s your name?” Axel’s grip on the tongs tightened slightly. “I don’t see why that matters.” Levi’s brow arched, a hint of a smirk playing at his lips. “Oh, come on. You know my name—it seems fair I should know yours.” Axel ignored him, focusing on the donut frosting while Levi’s gaze drifted to a pile of receipts, notebooks, and loose papers on the counter. Before Axel could react, he reached over and flipped through them. “Hey—” Axel protested.

But something had shifted. I passed a bookstore with its lights still on. In the window was a sign: GED Prep Books Clearance Sale. I stared at it for a long time before making up my mind to check it out. The woman behind the counter looked up when I entered. I didn’t speak. Just pointed at the book in the window. “That one’s five,” she said. I pulled out a crumpled five-dollar bill from my pocket and handed it over. Walking home with that book felt like stealing light from the sky.