Elle Kennedy Books Novels & Stories

Kennedy is a very smart cop. I need to get out of here. I've been pretending to be Cinderella in the goddamn castle with her Prince Charming when, really, I'm Persephone and Moon is Hades. The orgasm he gave me was the pomegranate seed. There is no orgasm on earth strong enough to keep me within the walls of Moon's hell.

My Beloved Readers, Thank you for supporting me with Kaleb's story. For those who have not read my other books, please find the list below: Book 1: Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return Book 2: Flash Marriage A Billionaire For A Rebound (Kenzie's Story) Book 3: I Kissed A CEO And He Liked It (Kyle's Story) Book 4: The Devil's Love For The Heiress (Kate's Story)

Ethan excitedly dragged Claudius down the hall and into the kitchen. …. Kennedy has been attached to Timothy all day and refuses to let him out of his sight. Colton smiles as he looks onto the balcony and sees Kennedy curled up in Timothy's lap as he reads to him. "Can we get some more books like these? I like them. I can read these." Timothy asked through the link as he held the book up for Colton to see.

It wasn’t something I could control; it surprised me how easily she started undressing in a room full of people, and once I realized what Kennedy was doing, she was already standing in her black thong and lacy bra. Her ass. Wow. Was that real, or had she done work there as well? If she had, it wasn’t obvious. “Are you going to stop staring at my ass and help me study?” Kennedy asked when Alain was out of range. There was the woman I have come to hate. I grabbed the books I had brought and began repeating parts of the lecture we just had, explaining the bits she might have missed or were tricky. Alain came back and helped Kennedy into an outfit—that wasn’t really an outfit at all. It was just

Before Ronald could come up with a comeback, Camila stated with caution, “It’s my birthday, guys. Be nice and remember that this is a library, not a park.” I simply watched them settle their issues, wondering if I was just like them when I was their age, but I got my answer within a second as I recalled Katie being the outgoing and confrontational one. I, on the other hand, was just like Kennedy, who had gone quiet since the argument began. Kennedy was relieved when the argument ended and he said, “I got you a book from Kyle’s hidden reading section in his bedroom.” You’ve got to be kidding me! How did he know I had a hidden section in my bedroom? I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw how hap

Kennedy and I don’t get the chance to talk alone until past midnight when the light goes off under Una’s door, and Annie’s bedframe finally stops creaking from her nightly tossing and turning. We’re sitting in the dark living room, side-by-side on the sofa, doing our usual thing. Kennedy is playing some shoot-’em-up game with human teenagers online. I’m scrolling on my phone, putting things into shopping carts and taking other stuff out. Kennedy’s cross-legged in baggy athletic shorts, a generic white T-shirt, and the retro red-and-blue striped tube socks I bought her. Her chin-length, silky straight hair keeps falling in her face, causing her to miss shots, and every time, she cusses and bl

“Does it really look that good?” Braley cackles. “YES. Like, if you weren’t married to that sucker, Zade, all the men would be trying to be your boyfriend or husband right now.” Clover laughs again, shy. “Okay, well… hopefully my husband is gonna like it.” I can’t help the small smile that presses into my lips. Kennedy, her sister, was raised with Clover though not her biological sister, is five years older, and she's a little rough around the edges, an inner-city schoolteacher with thick curly braids and Afrocentric energy. I’ve always liked her. She’s blunt but loyal.

"Misha, this is Kennedy. My lead accountant. He handles the tedious details of my smaller holdings." Accountant. The word was a slap. Every "business trip" Kennedy took, every "million-dollar deal" he bragged about, it was all Ian Kingston’s laundry. Kennedy was a fraud living on Ian’s leftovers, and he had tried to kill her to protect his pathetic, stolen life. "Wife?" Kennedy gasped, his knees literally knocking together. He looked like he was about to pass out. "But... she’s... Misha?" Valentina felt a surge of lethal, venomous adrenaline. She saw the sweat beading on Kennedy’s brow.

HALLE KNOX The Blazing Sun Hits My Body as I was laying down on the beach chair outside of the pool relaxing and enjoying my quiet evening by myself. I was reading a book called,Then she was Gone By lisa jewell,I don't usually read stuff like this but Kenna got it for me as a gift a while ago and told me that it was worth reading. so today i decited to start the book and i coundnt put it down since then its so interestig and addictive.

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?