Christian Historical Fiction Romance の小説・ストーリー

After a pause, Benson sat onto the chair beside Mary and, adjusting his stray hair, resumed, "But she'd be barking up the wrong tree if she goes down that path, because in no circumstances will Christian marry her!" "Why?" Mary asked. "Because he's never acknowledged any women as his lovers, except for the one he loved deeply years ago. That woman seemed to hurt him bad, and he's never dated anybody since then... Jessica might be able to keep him interested for a little while longer, but there's no way she could truly win his heart!" Benson responded, sounding positive. As Mary listened to Benson's words, Christian's sharp-contoured face appeared in her mind, unapproachable, poised, fascinat

Like always. Christian frequents the resort as it's one of his properties, and he does come to stay over anytime he has a business within the area, he liked the environment as it's one of his favorites so he thought it would be nice to have his honeymoon there. During the time he does come by, Sandra has been crushing hard on him, she has read too many novels and her favorites are novels and stories about how a billionaire fell in love with someone inferior, like a maid, and how they went through ups and downs, she has dreamt and wished that could happen to her and so anytime that he is around, she'd do everything to get his attention and even work double shift just to have a chance or a mom

she decided, needing a distraction from the silence. She changed into a soft, sleeveless beige knit dress that fell to her mid-thigh. She got comfortable in the center of her large bed, propping her laptop on a pillow and scrolling through a streaming service, her boredom making her restless. She needed something immersive. Her cursor hovered over a popular, steamy historical drama known for its explicit scenes. “Perfect,” she chirped, clicking play.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

For further clarification, books in the CEO’s secret includes but not limited to the following The CEO’s secret: Sebastian and Aurora The CEO’s redemption: Lucas and Pearl The CEO’s curse: Derek and Fajra The CEO’s seduction: Henry and Amara The unexpected abduction: Lyla and Victor The imperfection series; Imperfection: Greg and Pearl(Nigerian based) His Majesty: Richard and Vanessa Beautiful faults: Harry and June The Passage series(an Historical Chinese romance) His Personal Maid; Sylvester Wu and Desire His Betrothed bride: Xiang Chu and Kim His forgotten bride: Lu Wei His Queen: Queen Naomi’s love story. (More information on these books will be given in the last chapter of this book)

“That is odd. Oh well, we can solve that mystery at some other time. To be honest, I haven’t had the chance to read the entire manuscript.” Because I keep falling asleep and dreaming the entire manuscript. “I have to admit, the title intrigues me. I’m very familiar with the story of Purim, of course, and I’ve done a great deal of research on Vashti, but there are absolutely no references to her ever having a daughter, not in the megillah, or any midrash I’ve been able to find. While I believe you have a unique niche market in Jewish historical fiction, we’re really not the right publishing house for the novel. We don’t publish religious genre, I’m sorry.”

She had lived in Conifer for as long as everyone could remember, and had been airing everyone's laundry for just as long. “I never liked that Barbara,” she confided in me as she put corn flakes up onto the belt. “Always too high and mighty for her own good. I never really understood why Ray married her, especially since he mooned after Audrey for so long. Barbara was never any good for him. In fact, the other day-”

Danny said, and Christian looked at him, furrowing his eyebrows. “Are you out of your mind? I have a girlfriend, you remember?” He asked, waving a hand in front of Danny. “Oh, of course, you don’t!! I love Lia and I’ll marry her one day, and even if Lia was not in my life, still I would have refused to marry that gold digger bitch.” Christian spat furiously. “Why are you calling her bitch again?” Danny asked in a tired voice. “Because that’s what she is. You tell me who marries an unknown person in today’s world? Of course, a gold digger bitch like her.” Christian yelled in frustration.

That smirk should have told me to back away; that smirk should have told me I’m in big fucking trouble, but instead, my common sense fizzles up and dies when he pulls me into his arms. The scent of his gorgeous cologne makes my head swim and I’m sure he knows what it does to women. He splays one hand on the small of my back while he tangled the other up in the hair at the base of my neck. “How about we seal that deal with a kiss, Red?” he asks, but before I can even answer him, his lips are on mine. We kissed once before at the wedding, but that one disgusted us both. But this kiss… Christian’s lips are soft against mine, his tongue working its way into my mouth, and I reluctantly give in. H

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.