Romans & histoires Colleen Hoover Romantic Thriller

And the knowledge that Ragnar saw more in him than he could say left him restless, captivated, and aching for more, even if he didn’t dare voice it. The office remained quiet, papers still rustling, pens scratching but the air itself had changed. It was heavy with unspoken thoughts, secret longings, and the slow, simmering tension of two people who couldn’t or wouldn’t speak the truth, yet were bound together by the magnetic pull of something far too dangerous to name.

She was glad that he didn't die, but now, she was back to square one. Xiher has sent the Alpha away from the Manor and would not see him. The back door opened and her Mate walked in, Lady rushed into the arms of her Mate and Colleen immediately wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against his body. Lady inhaled deeply to ease her racing heartbeat before whispering in Colleen's ear, "I have missed you, My Love," To which Colleen pulled her away from his chest and cupped her face in his palms, pressing a kiss upon her lips.

Hannah and I… We had never been a thing, and we would never be a thing. Ignoring his jab, I diverted the focus away from Hannah’s favorite subject. “Anything on the CCTV yet?” “Pizda… Yebanaya suka…” Nikola let out a long string of curses in Russian and alarm shot through me. “What?” I barked. “What the fuck is going on?” He lifted his blond head and his arctic blue eyes met mine before he answered. “The gunman was just spotted in the Sterling Memorial Library building on the same floor as Arianna and Francesca. The police are on their way there.”

When Austin opened his arms to her, and she eased into his embrace with the most radiant of smiles, Marybeth had an overwhelming urge to step between them and separate them. It took her a second, maybe two, to realise that the sharp pang in her heart at seeing her husband fawn over the other woman was actually jealousy. Something she hadn't felt in a remarkably long time. At last, the three of them remembered her existence. They turned to her, with Austin smiling apologetically at her as he made the introductions, "Žena, this is Colleen Van Holt, the brains behind Indigo." "Congratulations on your new collection," Marybeth said, stepping forward as she held out her hand. Colleen, though, stu

"I'm not asking you to love me. I'm asking you to trust me. There's a difference." I looked at his hands around mine. Warm. Calloused. Real. "What do you get out of this?" I asked. Damian smiled. It didn't reach his eyes. "I get to watch Julian Thorne burn. And I get to do it with the most dangerous woman I've ever met by my side." I thought about my mother, sleeping in her hospital bed. I thought about Julian's thugs in the penthouse. I thought about the recorder hidden in my bra,the evidence backed up on three servers.

She moved toward the small writing desk near the window, reaching for pen and paper with hands that trembled slightly despite her outward composure. She had barely written the first line when her phone, resting on the side table, lit up with an incoming call. She glanced at the screen, and whatever color remained in her face drained away entirely. "What is it?" Damian asked. Colleen didn't answer right away, staring at the screen like it might change if she looked at it long enough. Finally, she turned it toward them, her hand shaking now in earnest. The caller ID displayed no name. Only a single word, one she'd apparently saved it under years ago, back when she still believed she could cont

“ Yes. And what do you mean by you are not on honeymoon? I asked her as soon as the meaning of her words sank in my brain. “ Yes, actually. We came over here to ask about Austin. Since this was where he spent most of his childhood. And guess what, we found some interesting about him. Gosh! That guy is a psycho“ Lilian said bitterly as her voice hardened in anger. “ Are you okay? Michael said you left his office angrily and you've refused to pick his calls'' Lilian said, sounding concerned. I miss her so much. And to think, she forgo her honeymoon because she wanted to find evidence on someone who tried to take my life. Even until the end, Lilian is still risking everything for me....

dominating the space, holding my hand tightly, making me believe I was strong enough. And he wasn’t here, because of my fear, because of my choices, because of everything. “She wants a murderer by her side, holding her hand, with an out-of-control wolf hovering over three innocent lives!” Colen exploded, his voice hard and cutting like a knife. His gaze burned with indignation, and I shivered, shrinking my shoulders while gripping the sweat-soaked sheets tightly. A groan escaped my lips, deep, raspy, full of pain and frustration.

"I don't want anything from that room. Nothing." "Are you sure? Your belongings..." "Burn them. I don't care." I take the key card she slides across the counter. Our fingers brush, and I see pity flash across her face. I hate it. I hate that my humiliation is obvious, and that strangers can see the pathetic woman who got cheated on during her anniversary vacation. So sad! "Is there anything else we can do for you tonight?" "Make sure Bryan Hale doesn't know my room number." Her eyes widened slightly. She knows who he is then. Probably helped check us in, probably thought we were the perfect couple with our perfect suite and our perfect expensive romance package.

“I told her I was happily married and I was never going to give her any money and then she threatened to release a sex tape of us.” “Of who? You and me or you and her?” Raina asked. “Of me and you Raina.” He whispered. “What???? How????” Raina asked in shock. “I don’t know how she got it. She sent a video of us making out in the elevator during our honeymoon in Dubai. She has information about your past which she wants to use to ruin our reputation and since she’s friends with people that work for different magazines and newspapers, she plans to tell a lie, making it seem as if I took Alexa away from her and you’re only with me for my money”