Cardan Greenbriar Book Novels & Stories

I quickly place my backpack down and unzips the top, taking out a book with a girl dressed in a long white gown and a white rose tainted with blood in the front cover to pass time faster, the title reads 'White Rose' by Grace Angel. I open the page where I had left off, and forget the world exists as I read away. I'm at the part where Chase is visiting Jennie's grave, and he is still so hurt over her death that he yells. Screaming at the grave, he tells Jennie he hates her for leaving him. Unable to comprehend why she had died. Just when I'm ready to turn the page, my book is snatched away by Amber, making me look at her, confused.

Crystal felt like a pain in her back. She always felt a pair of familiar eyes staring at her in the dark. She coldly removed Eric’s hand and turned to face the card table. The bunny carried a black cane with a triangular diamond at the top. She pressed the cane, touched the dealer, and the center disc began to turn and send out the cards.

For Ana and their unborn child, he would play the part she demanded. The following morning, sunlight filtered through the lush canopy of the garden, casting dappled patterns across the manicured lawns and blooming flowerbeds. Dew still clung to the petals of hibiscus and orchids, sparkling like tiny jewels. Carla sat once again in her favorite wicker chair, a porcelain cup of coffee in hand, enjoying the peaceful serenity of her estate. Fernand approached along the gravel path, his heart pounding against his ribs. Doubt flickered in his chest—Could he truly do this?—but he pushed it down and stepped forward with measured confidence.

This book is very close to my heart so I hope it does justice to the wait. Please let me know what you guys think in comments! Once again, Happy Valentine's day to everyone, especially my fellow single people and I hope this book brightens your day a little more. Jake Carson “I will burn her house down. I am going to kill her.” I see Danika’s eyes turn red as she screams in fury. She was angry. The wedding card had just arrived and apparently Danika’s mother is getting married and she is getting married in the exact same place where Danika wanted to get married.

Clear? His maddening voice echoed in my head. It was clear, all right. It was clear that Alexander Grayson was Satan in a Tom Ford suit. I forced my lungs to expand past the burn of my anger. In, one, two, three. Out, one, two, three. Only when my blood pressure settled back into semi-human levels did I open the door to my new room instead of hunting down the sharpest knife I could find. As promised, a business card with Alexander’s assistant’s number and a black Amex waited on the nightstand next to a red velvet ring box. When I popped open the lid, a six-carat diamond winked back at me.

He unfolded it. The card was quite thick, but there had been no indication it could be opened. The two sides separated like book covers and the Commander read what was written inside. There must have been quite a lot of writing because his eyes remained on the card for an inordinately long time, his eyebrows climbing further and further up his hairless pate until the monocle fell out. I didn’t know what Grayson had written about us, but I really wished I had one of Cordibar the Tremendous' smoke bombs on me.

Her heart thudded in her chest as she untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside was a book. A rare first edition of Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice, its leather-bound cover delicate yet immaculate. She gasped, her fingers brushing over the gilt lettering. Nestled beside it was a small, cream-colored card. She picked it up, her breath catching as she read the elegant script: “For a literature enthusiast. —N.B.”

I don’t knоw whеthеr thіѕ ѕоmеthіng tо be relieved аbоut or nоt. “Sо аrе уоu saying уоu suspect Nеоn hаѕ Aрrіl, and іѕ keeping hеr іn tоwn tо tаkе оut some fоrm оf revenge оn Blаkе Andеrѕоn, or mе?” [Next POV from 'Carrie' in Chapter 43] ******** Author Note: Have you read my 2nd Series "Forbidden Love Stories (Book 2)" on Goodovel. It is more sensual and has many hot steamy romance scenes and episodes which will make you curl your toes in excitement.

As the headmistress prepared, I felt a tugged on my wrist and that's when I turned my gaze back to Killian, as he glances back at me and smiles, "Better read what your card says, babe. If it's archery then welcome to my grounds then," The card suddenly felt heavy in my hand, the weight of uncertainty keeping me tethered. Urging me with his words, I felt my hands moved and flipped the card back only to read the words that might answer all of my queries starting from the courtyard's haste that the booby girl has initiated on. ╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ Greetings from the Olympia's Cup, Ruby Fridays.

It’s like they prefer me to be annoying and helpless. There’s another whoosh and rustling of leaves surrounding us. They sound so close. They appear so close. The tall sticks of corn sway from the force. “What did you say was in here?” I ask on a hushed whisper. “I didn’t.” Carden replies. “This way.” He says as he heads off to the left. “You couldn’t have found a bigger path for us to walk.” I whine as more corn smacks me in the face. My grumbles continue. Gibberish and useless noises flow from my mouth before Brit lets out a loud, annoyed heave.