Fifty Shades Trilogy Novels & Stories

Zach looks at them, he grab his fist tightly in anger. "Hm yes, I have collecting all these books from last six years, so i have all eitions of the book" Paul said "Huh you lucky fellow , you have read all of the books" she questioned "Do you want to read?" He asked "Yes If I get a chance, I will sit whole day and complete the book, I heard that their love story has started with a lot of romance: That's why I am excited" she Laughs "Haha ok i'll bring the book to school tomorrow" he said

The conversation continued between Omar and Chairman Winslow as Omar introduced himself more to the family. Audrey smiled at herself as she admired the dress Keith had bought for her from Fenty. A knock was heard before the door gradually swung open revealing Dr. Trisha. "Wow, are you opening an extension of Fenty in your office," Dr. Trisha asked noticing the designer shopping bag in her office. "Nope, I got all these as a gift from mine," Audrey said blushing. "Mine, Who is that?" Dr. Trisha asked getting interested. "Well, my darling decided to spoil me a bit today," Audrey said. "Wow, your husband is one in a kind, he got you all these even though you are processing your divorce with him

I slid my sexy watch and my sunglasses on and headed to my office. Just like usual, everyone smiled at me, mostly the sluts of the workspace but I ignored them like the plague. They are not beautiful as compared to my Julia. She is above everyone. She is like the first fresh breeze of spring that blows in the air which makes you all up. I was sitting in my office, going through some work files but every time i close my eyes, I see her walking into my life. She walked through that door in a red, deep plunge dress which revealed every curve of her body, making her irresistible to eat enough. I want to jump on her and claim my possession on her.

CHAPTER SEVENTY – SIX ETHANS POV The covers slide down her body, revealing her nightgown that rides up her bare thighs. It’s a plain white one, not the red I was promised tonight, but, oh well—I didn’t expect her to wear it after the fiasco in the hospital. Her hair is slightly damp, which means she took a quick shower. I'm tempted to lie beside her like this, but I don't want any of the blood marring my clothes and skin on her. She can make me feel like I do have filthy hands, and those hands keep on tarnishing her over and over again.

"Beatrice Thorne is a vulture. She picks at carcasses. But she didn't have the genius to frame a Valerius for a car accident and keep it hidden for four years. She had help." He pulled a small, silver flash drive from his pocket and held it out. Elena reached for it, but his fingers closed around hers, pulling her hand and her body closer to his. "Before I give you this," Dante whispered, his voice dropping into a dangerous register, "you need to know that once you see what’s on it, there is no going back to your 'Ice Queen' throne. You’ll be in the trenches with me." Elena’s heart hammered against her ribs, but she didn't pull away.

Just like Zane, they had no clue about what happened in the walls of the horrid mansion I've spent the last decade trapped in. I wonder how they're dealing with it all right now? Even if I'll ever see them again... "Let's get you settled in." Luciano sighed as they both dragged my luggage in. I stepped in behind them and my jaw might've hit the floor when I saw the room. I might've been used to a big house but not a big room. Raul had me sleeping on what could pass for a shithole. It was a beautiful heather grey theme with silver colour for all of the furniture. Everything had what looked like real diamonds on them. From the diamond-embedded headboard to the door knobs. There were also LED l

It was the Triad’s night. Victor placed his hand on the small of my back, his long fingers splaying over the midnight-blue silk of my dress, guiding me through the threshold. The atmosphere inside the Obsidian Room was electric, vibrating with a playful, yet intensely suspenseful anticipation. The sprawling space had been reconfigured. The heavy, industrial suspension rigs had been pushed to the periphery, leaving the center of the room open, covered in a massive, circular expanse of plush, dark velvet mats.

Free, but also completely lost. Ally slid into the seat beside her, eyeing her with suspicion. "You look weird." Lily raised an eyebrow. "Thanks. That’s exactly what I needed to hear." "No, I mean different. Lighter. Like someone who just dumped ten pounds of emotional baggage." Lily sighed. "I think I did." Ally grinned. "So it’s official? You and Dr. Tall, Dark, and Controlling are done?" Lily nodded. "It’s over." "And Atlas?" Ally pressed, her grin widening. "Where does he fit into all of this?"

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I didn’t hesitate. I pulled Fifty Shades of Grey first (cliché, yes, but I needed an entry point), then The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty by Anne Rice, Story of O, a slim volume called The New Topping Book just to balance it out, and two anthologies with titles like Bound Hearts and Surrender to Me. The stack felt heavy in my arms, like contraband. I carried them to the my corner and hid them under the table. I sat down, and opened the first book.