Deep Love Books Novels & Stories

Warning -) All are my books. List of Completed books BOOK 1 LINK -https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/21000001955 Spoiled billionaire's innocent Bride. *completed* Deep romance , heart break , happy ending.Story of a cold hearted billionaire and a sassy beautiful boy ."Do whatever you want to do , call me bitch , slut, whore ,or whatever ,just remember i just want you .i will always have whatever i have wanted ." -JustinRay grace being a popular the most hot eligible bachelor in town .The cold and hot ceo . He hates bitches who loves to spread their legs just for anyone .will the two

Lily sat at the coffee shop, sipping her latte and scrolling through her phone. She had always loved this place – the cozy atmosphere, the smell of fresh coffee, and the sound of the barista's steaming milk. It was her safe haven, her escape from the chaos of her life. As she looked up from her phone, she caught sight of James walking towards her. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him – tall, handsome, and charming as ever. He was her best friend Sarah's fiancé, and Lily had been secretly in love with him for years.

Curiosity was eating at her. With an effort, she made herself focus on the other titles. He had books on negotiating, battle tactics, history, agriculture…boring. Didn’t the man read any fiction? There was a book on stained glass that looked mildly interesting, but she kept scanning the shelves, hoping for something more enticing. Her search was rewarded. There, right in the middle of his shelves at eye level, was an entire shelf of books devoted to lovemaking. Wiley’s eyes boggled as she read the titles: An Illustrated Guide to the Sensual Arts. A Woman’s Climax. Emotional Need and the Sensual Virgin. There were dozens of titles.

Kissed down her body. "Again?" she asked. "Again." I made love to her slowly. Thoroughly. Celebrating. When we finally finished. Both utterly spent. We lay tangled together. Sheets twisted. Bodies sticky. Happy. I reached for water on her nightstand. Knocked something. Her laptop. Screen lit up. I glanced. Couldn't help it. Document open. Title visible. "Teaching My Virgin Lover: A Memoir by Dr. Delilah Santos" I stared. Read it again. Making sure.

I knew that I would obey her like the law until the end of my life. She was my queen, my universe, my world, and my everything. I didn't know what would happen to me if she ever left me, but I think I might go insane. We may have started our relationship in a forbidden way and ended up in pain, but this time, I'll do my best to make sure that our new beginning will end up in euphoria. I am Dashiel Davin Carter, the Psychopath Professor of Marra, and I am her Psychopath Lover. And now, I could hereby say that the class has officially dismissed. The End.

“Yes… I like you… I like you a lot. “My phone is full of your photos. I have all your likes and dislikes written in my notes. I’ve pinned your chat to the top for over ten years. Every time you message me, I get so happy that I can’t sleep all night. I have also written many love letters for you. I’ll show them to you someday, okay?” Yvette had known Henry for eight years. This was the first time she saw him look so openly in love.

I begged her with lots of crying n drama to convince her to move in with me. Aarti, a real beauty, she is an artist And me, I am the agony aunt of our group, I have done my degree in management and I am working as a personal assistant to the CEO of Carter Industries. My love life? You need to read this book to know. ______ Hey Readers, I am starting with my first book at Goodnovel I want to thank all of you for giving me love and confidence to start with this story. Hope you all will like this one. Thanks

The fact that she is such a powerful person became one of the reasons why I admired her. As we continued to talk, I became aware of this unresolved connection that existed between us. It was as if we were two sides of the same whole. It seemed as if we had a connection that extended beyond our superficial similarities in look. It felt as if the departed souls buried in the cemetery were attempting to communicate with us in some manner by increasing the volume of their eerie mutterings. I was unable to escape the notion that our paths were destined to cross, and that our lives were somehow connected to one another in some kind.

I knew where it had always been. Love. More than I could have ever dreamed, I was crazy and deeply in love with him. The sensation of every puzzle piece clicking into place at once gripped my throat, causing me to gasp. It felt like an unwavering, visceral truth to me. I had no idea that I would feel anything other than want for him. desire I’d become adept at concealing. I hadn’t expected to find him captivating, enchanting, and enigmatic. I hadn’t expected to want to sleep with him, wake up with him, and be with him always.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.