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“I’m returning it to the royal archives.” “You wouldn’t dare.” “Watch me.” I jumped, reaching for it. My palm brushed his chest. Warm. Solid. Alive. “Stop touching me!” he barked. “You’re the one holding my book hostage!” “I have a girlfriend,” he snapped quickly. “I am not interested in a girl who acts like a man.” I blinked once. Then smirked. “You mean your imaginary girlfriend?” His eyes widened. “She is not imaginary.” “Oh really? Where was she when you were groaning in Elder Ellis’ quarters?”

To my lovely pals, I would like to say a very big thank you for journeying with me till the end of the love story of Cameron and Padgett. Your lovely comments and gems will make me feel happy, so I will hope to see your opinion about the book in the review section. As I always request, please try other of my books on this platform and also recommend them to your friends, the likes of "CEO Boyfriend For Rent", Love in Coat of Hate" and "Tangled Life". Once again, I would like to say thank you. Sylvia Sly

I had laughed then and received my first punch to the stomach. I tried not to laugh at the thought of the book I had reread a few weeks ago by Pippa Grant where the girl made dick cookies and had thousands of a deformed penises to someone, that someone was in another book with one of my favorite book boyfriends, Ares. I try to think back on the storyline of the book, so I don’t have to think about what is about to happen.

Now, that very coat had been torn to shreds by his own hands and thrown onto the floor. He looked at my body, bound tightly by the rough rope, and nodded with satisfaction. As if it wasn't enough, his father, Victor Chapman, pulled out a sexy leather bodycon dress from his bag. "That's not enough. She should wear this," he suggested. "Trust me. Men love a good leather dress." To my surprise, Norris readily agreed to his proposal. I gritted my teeth and endured the humiliation. They had to loosen the ropes around me if they wanted to change me into that dress. I thought that would be a good, if not the best, time to escape.

"I'm a boy and I don't do sleepovers" "And what if you are a boy, I once had a male bestie and we had many sleepovers" "Your relationship with Charlie is different from mine and Riley" "Just do as I say" "Okay". "One more thing Mike, are you having trouble with school?" "No". "Okay, then I'll read you a bedtime story" Ariana picked up a book, and Mike lay down on his bed waiting patiently for Ariana to start reading. *********

A friend of mine sent me an Instagram video. I clicked on it and watched as a couple playfully doted on each other. The guy fed the girl a strawberry with his mouth, then embraced her lovingly. I was about to exit the video out of boredom when the guy turned his head, and I froze. He looked just like my boyfriend, Julian Lawrence. Julian had been dabbling in social media ever since he graduated, though he was far from famous. His content mostly consisted of selfies, and I'd never seen him post any videos.

“Rom-coms don’t have me wanting to throw my phone at Jason’s face every five minutes.” Ava grinned. “That’s just chapter one. By chapter ten, you’ll be swooning.” I hung up on her before she could say “happily ever after.” As I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my phone buzzed. A notification. Jason Cole tagged you in a video. I opened it with dread. It was a TikTok of him holding up a carton of chocolate milk in the cafeteria, grinning. Captioned: “Bought her favorite. Boyfriend of the year, right? #spoiled #bestgf”

I whispered, turning my head to look at him. "I love you more than life, Val," he replied, kissing my nose. "And I love our baby." The grief was gone. The joy was so loud it drowned out everything else. We were finally, truly, going to be okay. I'll hold on to this moment forever. NOTE FROM AUTHOR:) This is the end of my amazing story, I had so much fun writing it. who was your favourite character? Mine was Penny, she was a really boss as bitch. watch out for more books. ♡

For the first time, I spoke gently, like a girl in love, and he responded in a tender tone I had never known from him before. If that was really nothing, then who had I been to him? My wrist ached where he held it so tightly, and suddenly I felt like crying. He claimed to be my boyfriend, and I allowed him to toy with me while keeping my feelings secret. When he said he wasn't, I had to pull back, behave as I should, and even help him with someone else's romance. Our relationship had always been dictated by him. I took a deep breath and lifted my chin, fighting back tears, and forced the lightest, most casual tone I could muster. "Jason, you're such a fool—you really got tricked. I haven't l

He looked up when I walked in, and his face lit up. “You came.” “You asked.” He smiled. “That’s what you used to say to him, isn’t it?” I froze. “How did you—?” “I read your book, Ava. The first one. The one about the girl who loses everything.” He set down his book. “I figured it out. The ex‑boyfriend. The best friend. The betrayal.” I sat down across from him, my heart pounding. “And you still wanted to have coffee with me?”