Entanglement Novel Novels & Stories

“What is the title?” “One night-stand with the billionaire CEO.” “So it should be on the internet. Let us talk about it when we get back from the council building.” Titus added a bookmark to the novel before setting it down. As he exited the car, he moved towards the door. Without knocking, he opened the door wide enough for them to notice that someone significant was now present.

Chapter 24 My eyes were burning from staring at Christian's laptop screen for six hours straight, but I couldn't stop scrolling through supernatural legal databases. “Find anything useful?” Christian asked, setting a mug of coffee next to me along with a stack of ancient-looking books that smelled like dust and old leather.

“Now we are engaged.” And, that feeling only made her body twist. Her mouth gulping before her eyes looked down to her finger with the diamond ring on it. She was now engaged to another man that wasn't Stephano.

With the way she called him back he knew she must have something to tell him. "Have you discussed it with her?" "Yaya I will, I can't just throw it at her." "It's okay, I get you." He pecked her and left. Brielle was laying on the bed with a book in her hand when he entered the room. "What are you reading?" "Book." George grabbed the book from her and looked at the cover. He turned slowly and looked at her. "What" "You read romance novels?" "What's wrong with that?"

Then I offered her help and of course she refused it because of how hard headed she is and how she doesn't like depending on anyone. But later everything changed, Paris got home and almost gave me a heart attack. I had just gotten home, long day and I wanted nothing but my shower, food and bed. We, of course had our small talks like usual as I got ready for a shower, and before she left my bedroom to go make us food ready she just said, 'oh babe Amora said she is moving in with Nash' then she left.. for the first time in my life my body went cold yet my ears felt like they were blowing out hot air and my vision went blind. I felt like my body wasn't mine, I couldn't think nor even breathe fo

Sure it had something to do with business. "How have you been?" I directed the question to Bryan. Something flickered in his eyes for a moment. It seemed the question had made him recollect himself. Bryan and I might share something unique in common, but we weren't exactly alike. I liked women, he knew it. And with Isla, everything was changing in such a pace that I couldn't believe. It was unlike what I had ever felt for anyone. It wasn't just a random feeling, it felt like my heart had been tied to hers—Entangled. That was why despite how wrong I felt it was to be fucking Mason and Olivia's little princess, it still felt so right and so fucking good.

She was slowly slipping away from his fingers when he had barely held on to her. He glanced at the huge balloon beside her desk. A thought occurred to him. He pulled out his pen and popped two. “Stupid balloons!” *** Benjamin was so engrossed in his phone as he walked into the Grayson building, he didn’t see her coming until he bumped into her. “I’m so…” the words died on his lips when he looked up at her and into those blue eyes.

He was about closing the book when he glanced at Elora and picked up his pen to write “Perhaps, you must have come into my life as more than a maid, did the universe open our paths so we can meet on this lonely street? Suddenly, it is not dark or lonely anymore because you are here to hold my hand, you are a light!, Elora” Jaqen muttered as he put it down in the book and closed the book

She parades the campus with Mark as her boyfriend but yet, she's not ashamed to proclaim her crush on Landon, publicly. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to catch some sleep, but it just wasn't working. I rolled from one end of the bed to another, twisting and turning, all to no avail. A thought suddenly came to my mind and I grabbed a boring novel from my shelf, fixing my gaze on it. I read one quarter of the first page and my eyelids suddenly became heavy. The grammatical expressions were too technical to comprehend and in a few seconds, I drifted off to dreamland with the book opened by my side.

The atmosphere in the living hall was suffocating, thick with unsaid accusations and the simmering heat of unresolved anger. I took a small step closer to Alexander, feeling Gloria’s cold hand slip from mine. My pulse quickened as the urge to reach out to him grew, a pull I couldn’t ignore. Elena, my wolf, stirred within me, her emotions a swirl of desire and need. It took everything in me to keep my hands at my sides, to resist the overwhelming urge to touch him. To lose myself in him. But it wasn’t just Alexander. Elena’s pull toward Alphonce was just as strong, her silence confusing and maddening. She had always been drawn to both brothers, and no matter how many times I asked her why, sh