Christina Lauren Beautiful Series Novels & Stories

Touched and angry at the same time. Touched that he'd cared enough to think about what I'd want. Angry that he'd been planning my imprisonment. I pushed those complicated feelings aside and kept browsing. The fiction section was extensive. Mystery novels. Thrillers. Fantasy. Literary fiction. And romance novels. A whole shelf of them. I pulled one out, curious. The cover showed a shirtless man with tattoos and a woman in a provocative pose. Very dramatic. Very over-the-top. I flipped it over to read the back.

LISA My entire body went cold. For a second, I nearly lost my balance. Elena’s eyes never left me, not even for a blink, as though she were dissecting every breath I took, every thought I tried to hide. “Who wouldn’t fall for Zayne?” she said too calmly. “He’s handsome, one of the most handsome men you’ll ever see. Powerful, wealthy. The strongest of them all. Caring when he wants to be, brutal when necessary.”

She folded the sheet into the false spine of the book and closed it. Then she turned off the light and lay in bed, staring up at the ornate ceiling. Beneath her calm, her mind churned. The Mendez estate was a fortress. But even fortresses had fractures. And Avyanna, patient and precise, had begun the slow, quiet work of finding every one.

Chapter 250: Epilogue. **Christiana’s POV** Bryan and I sat nestled in the master suite of the Salazar mansion, the golden glow of the bedside lamp casting flickering shadows that danced across the walls like whispered secrets. His gaze hadn’t left me for what felt like an eternity, his eyes tracing every curve of my face with a reverence that made my heart stutter. It was as though he were committing me to memory, as though I were a rare relic he feared might vanish.

Instead, it accentuated her simple yet elegant beauty. Her beautiful eyes gleamed as she smiled shyly. All the roses around the entire fortress seemed dull in comparison to her. She was the only one whose beauty overshadowed everything else. Lauren had been eating well, taking her medications, and resting. With Landon's company, she worked hard to nurse herself back to health. However, it was now winter in Bernardia. Despite her efforts and the thick, warm coat over her shoulders, she still staggered like a delicate flower whenever the wind blew.

Thank you. My Beta Beauties Lauren, Lindsay, Sasha, Ashley, Ciara, Tyla, Amisha (the blurb queen!), Amanda, Alaina, Shi Ann, and Ana. You took the time to read my story in its worst possible shape and give me your honest feedback. I can’t even properly express my appreciation for that! Thank you. Julianna Ratcliffe Thank you for letting me borrow your name for my heroine just because I liked it! And then thanks for not getting upset at all when I changed the spelling of Ratcliffe to Radcliffe in my book because I’m such a Harry Potter fan!

He got out from the room. "Is she beautiful?" Landon asked curiously. "She is." Jonah answered and that made me turn my eyes to him. "Then Calista will be jealous for sure." Justin smirked. "Don't be childish, she moved on and you should too, D." Trevor said and I shook my head. "We're not talking about this no more." I said and Wesley came back with a black folder in his hands. He was busy with his phone and he sat down again. We ordered our food and then Summer came. She walked into the room in a white tee and short denim skirt. She looked simple and beautiful.

Maddox growls in my head. She has the brightest ocean blue, which is made more enchanting by her long black lashes and perfectly sculpted eyebrows. Her button nose and defined cheekbone make her look so innocent. Her plump dark red lips are begging to be devoured. Her silky smooth long black her is tied in a high ponytail. A hint of pink reaches her cheeks and I swear I have never seen a more beautiful, alluring, and enchanting woman. She looks like something out of a dream, or fairy tale. She does not belong in a place with so much violence and death.

“Why am I here Judge?'' Taylor's voice was tiny. “Because I want you to be? And stop calling me Judge. My name is Christian and it's Christian I want you to fall in love with.” *** “I was glad you called.” The dark haired beauty ran her fingertips over the back of my hand. They danced across my skin.. “You have the best boutique for what I am looking for, Vivian.” Keeping my voice even , I moved my hand away. I knew what she wanted. And maybe in the past I would have been glad to service her. Hell, before I had given in to her dark sultry good looks but those days were over. There was only one reason she was here , sitting on my champagne and giving me bedroom eyes across the table and it wa

] Who wanted to read those! Just as she was about to refuse, Christina had already sent back a long list—all links. Just from the titles alone, it was obvious they were steamy billionaire romance novels. Christina, how old are you to still be obsessed with billionaire romance novels!