David Baldacci Stand Alone Novels Mga Nobela at Kwento

It may not be the best in term of editing, but I truly cherish this book and I promise to go back and re-edit both part one and two so it'd make a smoother and more enjoyable read for incoming readers, as well as those who'd be rereading. Thank you for staying, patiently waiting and finally dropping at this destination with me. This is the final drop of Dawn Meek, and Ryder Smith, our very first couple. If you're yet to read my other books, you can check out SIN AND HATRED WITH BENEFITS. They're both completed and I assure you'll love them. If you're into brother's best friend, you can go for SIN and HATRED WITH BENEFITS if you love enemies with benefits, but I'd recommend to read both, haha

I'm sorry,I was just too shocked that you made such a ridiculous statement." Layla said patting her chest. His gaze was too scary. "Don't think too much. I just want my grandfather to stop arranging blind dates for me." He said while caressing his wrist. His eyes look deep and Layla wasn't able to read emotions from his face. He was really good at hiding his emotions. "Fine. But I want to carry out revenge on my ex boyfriend and stepsister. I want them to suffer a fate much worse than mine." Layla said while clenching her fists.

Alice shook her head while holding the person's hand, "Zora, she refuses to help Dylan. How can she be so heartless? Despite Dylan being so good to her before, this woman clings to Colin and ignores Dylan. She even seems to want Dylan dead. He's still so young; if he really goes to jail and comes out, his future will be ruined. If I had known, I shouldn't have let him come back to Assyria. It would have been better if he stayed in Australia." Zora approached Alice this morning, accompanied her to see Dylan, and then brought her to meet Eranthe. She had initially suggested that Alice appeal to Eranthe, intending to cause trouble for her at the company, making her subject to gossip and critici

Anna fastened it around Margaret’s wrist with tender care, the brilliant blue stones catching the light as the elderly woman admired her granddaughter’s gift. Daniel continued reading from his list, but I barely registered the names and gifts. My thoughts had turned inward, memories of that day at the auction house playing through my mind like a movie I couldn’t switch off. Anna’s cold fury when she’d realized I was deliberately bidding against her. The disappointment in her eyes that had cut deeper than any words could have. I was so lost in my thoughts that I almost missed the announcement that made the entire garden fall silent. “From Mr. Marcus Murphy,” Daniel’s voice rang out, “a histor

Britney had fiercely opposed every single offer, guarding her grandmother’s legacy with tooth and nail. Now, looking back with a bitter, analytical eye, Britney realized that was likely the exact reason Alex had wormed his way into her life. He had recently started a small construction company—and it didn't take a genius to figure out that Alex's sudden affection might have had less to do with love and everything to do with acquiring her valuable property.

Her fierce appearance was enough to make some men's hearts skip a beat. "Oh, another chick," the thugs behind the bald man laughed, their eyes greedily raking over Mag's body, clearly uninterested in the knives she held. They were already fantasizing about the pleasures the night would bring. Despite being a widow, Mag was only in her thirties, her figure still curvaceous, igniting their twisted desires. The bald man, intrigued, sniffed the air. Both women were spicy; it had been a long time since he'd encountered prey like this.

~Zion’s POV~ I didn’t fucking tell her offense numbers 2, 3, and 4. What is this? Why the fuck did that bitch kiss me? Now I’m in trouble. I hoped this cold water would cool me down, but suddenly the urge to ride solo rushed in like lightning. But then an idea flooded in, and right now I am going to ride solo right in front of her. Water was dripping off my body as I came out of the bathroom and headed to the room without a towel on. My cock swung from my right thigh to my left. I saw her heated face and smiled. It’s fucking working. I then stood not far from her, making sure she could see everything that was happening. She was currently reading a book. I could tell she was currently using t

His jaw was tight, and his knuckles white as he looked at the road ahead of us. “The Underworld owned my soul the day my parents helped Balthazar reclaim his throne. The day I stood around and let my sister be stripped of her choice to choose her future. It owned my fucking soul the moment I realized that to get anywhere in this world. You have to live in the dark and take what you wanted.” My voice slowly rose with each word.

Alice looks around impatiently, “You want money? I can give it to you, just tell me how much.” My eyes widened slightly. “If you want a letter of recommendation for another college, the best one, just tell me, I can get it too…. I can even make the rumors go away if you want it…. Just make Jasper lose.” “You're serious.” I mutter, more to myself than to Alice. Her hands are restless, touching each other, as she turns her green eyes to me, with an impatient look, as if her goodwill is running out. “Just tell me what you want!” She raises her voice, stretching her fingers and open palms, “What do you need to disappear along with Jasper????”

I can’t believe that one night could change my whole life forever. A one-night-stand with Lysander Hitwell of all people? Why does it have to be him? Why can’t it be just someone who’s average… normal? This wouldn’t have happened if he wasn't so powerful. If he doesn’t have a sacred bloodline to protect. I heaved a deep sigh. We have the tickets. One-way. Rich booked them, and all we have to do now is leave the country. But it doesn’t feel that simple. Not when I know Alpha Reginald could still find me.