Hes Into Her Book Set Novels & Stories

I could've never imagined something so grand for us. "Speak," she demands as she lights a candle then sits on the edge of the bed, staring at me. Oh, man. She was pissed. "Althea–" "Let me stop you," she interjects. "What the f*ck were you doing in Theo's room, Hera?" "Okay, don't cuss at me," I say calmly. "I finished dinner with Elysia, and she recommended a book that would be helpful to me. She told me Theo had it last and to swing by to borrow it. Except he wasn't in his room."

It looked impossible to find what she was looking for. "What are you doing here this late?" the voice that came behind Zoe scared her and she turned immediately to see Henry not standing far from her. "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" "I wish I could." Zoe breathed out through her mouth. "I am looking for a book titled..." " ‘How to become a better mistress?’ I know just where you find that." "There is a book titled that?" Henry nodded. "I recommended it to every of my mistresses."

Hastily, she turned the book back to the front and clarified the author she just read and it was truly the same author that created the book ‘In the Gods Own Hands,’ the book she got from her birthday. And now, thinking about it, everything seemed clearer. “He gave me the book!” she said in realization. A scowl painted her face. She placed the book back on the table with a heavy force and tightly clenched her fist as another awareness dawned on her, “Damn you for toying with me again.” Oddly enough, a strong gush of wind opened the pages of the book on its own and the page stopped to where it showed a picture of the emerald necklace that used to be the Vhillana heirloom.

Her Chosen Mate (Book 3) *** 1. Can't Help Falling in Love (Book 1) 2. Purchased By The Mafia (Book 2) 3. Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) 4. My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen (Book 4) 5. Loving A Mafia (Book 5)- Upcoming **** 1. Chosen By An Alpha (Stand-Alone) No One POV . A loud wailing could be heard from a child who was crying because of the hunger, but her father, on the other side, was busy in fucking someone else. Tears came out from a four-month-old infant due to suffocation and hunger.

Why wasn’t he richer than Charles? After staring until she felt better, Hana tucked it back into the suitcase and wiped her eyes. There was work to be done, a story to be completed. She dragged herself to her worktable and resumed work on the book. Taking Cara’s advice, she had split it into a duet. It wasn’t going to be a single book anymore, but she didn’t know how long of a series it would be. The second half of the duet was already completed.

She ignored me, breezing past to the stone platform with her spellbook clutched between her arms like a prized possession. “You’re late, Hera,” I said, turning to look at her. “If you’re trying to use one shortcoming of mine to excuse your many shortcomings, Kaela,” Hera opened her spell book and carefully flipped through. “I’m afraid to say it’s not working.” “We had a little hiccup,” Shawn said, walking towards a nearby tree and sitting on one of the large roots. “And Kaela should have her field day,” Flynn said. “Don’t you think? I mean, we were early today.”

I shrugged, finding a spot to sit. I smiled, leaning my head back against the wall as I watched the two would-be priestesses shuffle through my collection of books with awe. “I haven’t even read this one! How did you get it?” Hesione asked, holding up a book. I cocked my head to see what she was referring to. “The works of Socrates?” I asked.

I grab one specific book to bring back into the kitchen. "Look," I say, flipping open the book to the marked page I had made. "That's Hecate?" Seth asks, staring down at the picture. "Yes, she's beautiful and terrifying at the same time, I know," I giggle. "But look at her crown," I add. Seth looks at me and raises his eyebrow before examining the photo again. "It kind of looks like a crescent moon," he observes. "Exactly!" I squeak, closing the book and setting it on the table.

Hera switched the topic after she sensed that it led to a dead end. “Arthur’s book?” Cyril asked. “Yup, I had it with me today and then I got bored in history class so I went to check it out.” Hera even pulled the book from her bag and showed it to Cyril. “That book club really did change you.” The girl shook her head before turning the book to a page that she marked. She once again showed it to Cyril before reciting the same passage that she underlined on the page.