Goodreads Choice Awards Book Club Novels & Stories

As I perused the books, I could feel Aidan’s gaze on me. The shop, much like the one downstairs, boasted an impressive selection. These were books to be enjoyed in the coffee lounge, not purchased or taken home. A smile tugged at my lips as I reached the romance novel section. So, Well Thumbed had these too. I wondered if they had hidden gems, perhaps something I hadn’t read or that Uncle Alex’s book club, Bound To Please, hadn’t discovered yet.

It is Divergent, insurgent, and Allegiant first edition series, the notebook, The fault in our stars, and Shakespeare books. "I didn't know what kind of books you like, so I just picked the ones I think you might love"a voice startled me, and I placed my hand over my chest. "You scared me, " "Sorry," there is a dark grey wardrobe just behind the door. And a matt on the floor, a white round table at the corner. "It's fine really, I think I will read them. It's been a while since I have read an addictive book, maybe I will find one in these books. Who knows"I shrug, and sit on the bed.

There is so much I want to say to him. “Lilah?” Charles calls, bringing me back to earth. “Yes?” “I asked you a question.” “Oh yes, you did.” I give him a brief smile. “If I had to choose a favorite book, I would have to say—” “The Hangmen series by Tillie Cole,” Beau says before I can. I turn to face him with my eyes wide and my mouth hanging open. I can’t believe he just said that. “How did you know?”

This story may be triggering for some. It does have bad language, dark sexual themes and scenes in a bdsm club. Please beware. Brandt "Boss, I've got a young lady out here that says there is an emergency and she needs to get her mother from inside the club.” I heard this in my earpiece. It’s Wednesday night and well, never a dull moment in a BDSM club, no matter what night it is.

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Patrick's face paled inch by inch as the recording continued, reaching the worst part. Our conversation in the storage room, my piercing scream, and the crack of my wrist breaking echoed through the speakers. Clifford listened with mounting rage, his fists clenched. Veins bulged on his forehead. My faint plea followed. "Patrick, it hurts." But his cold voice boomed. "Rita's reputation must stay spotless." The recording ended, and Patrick collapsed like a broken puppet, knowing he was finished. Clifford stepped closer, his boots clicking heavily on the floor. His voice was devoid of warmth as he declared, "Treason! The military tribunal will ensure your execution."

"Hey Elsa, If you were to pick between George and Jaden, who would you go for?" "Hahaha," Elsa laughed. "I see what you're trying to do there." Elsa replied. "C'mon now, just make a choice." Jane continues to persuade her. "Well......, I can't tell for sure what is wrong with George but he's cute tho although not as cute as Jaden. He's still our mate. Maybe we can help him." "I don't remember asking if we can help him. I only asked who you'd choose but since you've said it like that, I wonder what he's suffering from."

Or Sarah? Either choice carried consequences. Heavy ones.

he asked I let out a small breath. “Everything I walked away from.” I said there was a brief pause, "And everything I didn’t.” I continued “Do you regret it?” Mark asked, leaning in slightly. "No," I replied without thinking. "But that doesn’t mean it was easy.” I continued Mark nodded. “That’s usually how you know it was the right decision.” he replied I looked at him. “You say that like you’ve done it before.” I said “I have," he replied