Christian Fiction Books For Women の小説・ストーリー

"CONTRACT MARRIAGE" Will she give into Christian's demand or her masterstroke will change the dynamics of the trap he set for her? What will happen when Christian and Mishka's entirely different worlds would crash? Will love find its way through the web of lies, deception, and mysteries? Find this book on Goodnovel: My Indian Wife ***

If you're looking for new books/authors to read while waiting for Charity's book to drop in August of 2023 I highly recommend these women who have come to mean so much to me. Miri Googag, has "The Alpha's Guardian series," and 8 other completed book on GoodNovel with one on going story- The Mates Gamble. Allie Cartsen's- has 2 stories on GoodNovel. "A Prophecy of Crowns and Harmony" and "The Alpha's Penpal"- both stories are completed. Onyx Queen, is not only an amazing cover designer who has helped revamped the entire Silver Run Series photo covers, she has a couple books on GoodNovel as well. "The Lycan King's Feisty Hostage." and "The Dragon Prince Thief."

she said, opening them. I stepped inside, and my breath caught. The rooms were stunning—silver and midnight blue everywhere, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the forest, and a private library filled with ancient books. And a bedroom connected to Christian's through an adjoining door. “These rooms have been empty since Christian's mother died,” Maria said softly. “Fifteen years.” I walked to the library, running my fingers along the spines of books about pack law, Luna duties, and werewolf history. One book in particular called to me—

She may have been famous, but she has also been chastised by a large number of people. She published a nonfiction book titled "An Illicit Affair and What Wives Can Learn from Mistresses," which became a trending subject online and garnered conflicting reactions from the public. Because of her book, many people assumed she was romanticizing infidelity. Furthermore, a large number of Christian organizations signed a petition to prohibit the sale of the said book. However, due to tremendous demand, bookstores across the country continued to sell them. "She's really going to have a talk show on our network?" she couldn't help but exclaim.

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The smell of her perfume went straight to his cock, and he could feel his pants beginning to strain against the hardening tool. "Well... I've been doing a deep dive on the role of women in the church. I know scriptures recommend women be silent, but I think when women are overcome and filled with the fire of passion they should be able to express it as loudly as the want. What do you think?" She asked innocently.

“For training.” I smiled despite myself. “Tell her thank you.” The maid hesitated. “Actually…” “What?” “She said not to thank her.” I frowned. “Why?” “You’ll understand later.” Strange… very strange. That evening, I wandered into the library again, this time not to read but because I wanted silence. I returned yesterday’s books. The librarian smiled nervously. “I found something else you may enjoy.” He placed a slim volume before me. It wasn’t about kings or bloodlines or prophecies. Its title read; Forgotten Women of the First Kingdom.

I sighed in frustration before picking up the call, after a few absent minded replies, the call ended and I was once again pulled into my never ending fantasies. Having two ladies at the same time, taking them over and over again until they beg me to stop, has always been one of my many fantasies but years of being swamped with company work had made me forget about it until a few months ago, when the urge was once again reignited. From the first time I laid my eyes on Camila and Vivian , I have been fighting demons and my self control has become a joke. Every damn day, they show up in skirts that could not legally be considered professional clothing, shirts that clung to their curves and hee

Elizabeth’s POV I had finally reached out to Christian through one of his ever-faithful workers, the same ones he kept sending to deliver gifts I hadn’t asked for. A few days ago, he sent me fifty pre-release books. Romance novels, of course. Top-notch titles that weren’t supposed to hit shelves for months, yet somehow Christian had gotten them early. I’d binged through almost every single one. They gave me a peace I hadn’t felt in weeks, curling up in their stories, forgetting my own. But what unsettled me more was how he knew exactly the kind of books I loved. That man noticed everything, even the details I thought no one else did.

"Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover." "Sin." She gasped. "How do you know about those?" "I'm not telling. I have to reserve some level of mystery. I can't believe you read those. Cathleen, you naughty girl." She sucked in a breath, her eyes flashing. "Fictional men are so hot." I raised a brow at her. "There's something about a man doing absolutely deranged things to get and keep his woman. And the groveling." She groaned. "The groveling might be my favorite part."