First Colleen Hoover Book Novels & Stories

It was one of her favorite novels; VERITY BY COLLEN HOOVER. Not long before Christiana's life took a drastic turn, she borrowed the book from one of her workmates and had only read five chapters of the book before she was kidnapped. But she couldn't deny that only the first chapter of the book got her so hooked that she couldn't put it down. And now, the silly women ended up forgetting she was supposed to only take a peek and leave. She became so engrossed in the novel she was reading that she didn't hear the bathroom door creaking open. Well, not until...

The thought made her pulse quicken, like she was holding a secret that wasn’t meant to be found. She hesitated only a moment before sitting cross-legged on the floor and flipping the cover open. Inside, in messy handwriting, was a title scrawled across the first page: “Collected Stories — From Women, For Women.” Chloe blinked. The handwriting was feminine, rushed, and almost secretive. She turned the page and read the introduction, scrawled in looping letters:

* Nadia's breath caught painfully in her chest as she read further, the letter continuing past the line about Colleen into something Nadia hadn't expected at all. *I want to be clear — Colleen was not acting alone, and I don't believe she was the one who first conceived of any of this. In the weeks before I died, I traced the earliest transactions back further than anyone else has managed. They lead to a woman named Eleanor Sinclair, a business associate of Colleen's husband long before any of this began. I believe Eleanor recruited Colleen's husband initially, using him as a convenient face for a scheme that was hers from the start. If something happens to me, look to her first. Everyone el

I nodded and he smiled. “Pack up nice clothes. Miami is not all that friendly. I would know that cause I grew up there.” He warned and I nodded. “Great. So, what were you saying?” He pointed to the book I still had in my grip. I looked down at it for a moment before glancing back up at him. “I didn't know you read.” I mentioned as I placed the book on the table. All your perfects by Colleen Hoover. “I used to read a lot. But lately, I haven't read a good book. Coleen is a very wonderful writer. And this book is a bomb.” He said, shocking me. He must have noticed that I was shocked with the way my lips parted slightly and my eyes widened.