Hold Me Book Novels & Stories

And they did. Thank you for reading TO HAVE AND TO HOLD. I hope you’ve enjoyed the Brutal Vows series. If you missed any of the individual stories, you could start with NOW AND FOREVER, Dario and Catalina’s story. Then, TILL DEATH DO US PART, Alejandro and Mia’s story. BOUND BY A PROMISE, Dante and Camila’s story. Next, QUEENS AND MONSTERS, Reinaldo and Jasmine’s story. The final book of the series is TO HAVE AND TO HOLD. ~ Aleatha

Who wouldn't want to meet the great CEO? As my heart beats increasingly high, I make myself ready then walk my way to meet the person that I loved and missed so much but need to leave and forget so he can be happy, without me! Brace yourself Arianne! You don't live for yourself anymore. For your dad and your children, be strong! Don't let anybody see you being weak! I kept on telling myself as I make that walk to meet him. I quietly enter the room bowing my head. “Ohh there she is, Ms. Miller!”

should I try to call out to him. I decided to let the loner be alone and I settled at a bench and started reading.... After Matt I cannot stay idle... I need to keep engaged.... otherwise the memories become too much. I was woken up by a gentle shake to my leg. "Hello!! ..... you shouldn't sleep outside... you'll catch a cold" said the stranger who had woken me up. I looked at the time in my mobile phone it was 9.30 pm, I must've been more exhausted than I thought.

Daniel takes a book off the shelf, and I turn to face him. "What do you like to read the most?" he ask. "A bit of everything, I enjoy gaining knowledge," I shrug. "Take this; consider it a memento from me," he says, holding the book out to me. I raise an eyebrow. I take the book from his hand and look at the cover, which depicts a couple embracing. I check the title, which reads: "Farewell to Humanity." "Thank you." "You're welcome." I say nothing more and head toward the path I memorized leading to the bedroom. I lie down on the bed and stroke the book's cover. I start reading and don't know how much time passes, but when I come to, the day has already dawned.

You can find it by searching on my name❤️ Hope you will enjoy the book and don't forget to leave a good review after. Much love/ Melan

The book is called JERICHO (For obvious reasons) Follow my In$t@gr@m account of you want to read any of my kindle books or paperbacks : the handle us @authorkyliegopal.

A cloud of dust billowed out, and I realized that I was holding a book. “What is this?” “It’s Alice’s journal. I believe it contains the answers you are looking for.”

The others are not. If you are pursuing on finding out what became of her well this is the clue. In Milan, where flowers bloom beside a cup, There’s a little café where coffee wakes you up. Its name sounds floral, its tables smell sweet, But one painted bouquet there refuses to be beat. The flowers look furious, their petals full of rage, As if they’re glaring angrily right off the page. They won’t say a word, yet somehow you know They’re the angriest blossoms you’ll ever see grow. What café am I, and what painting am I looking for? Good luck lil sis. Love always and forever Stormie Mae

On the day I got married, my father-in-law personally fastened an obsidian bead bracelet around my wrist. He looked at me and said, "Moses, from today on, you're one of the family. I'll treat you like my own." I had grown up in an orphanage and had never truly had a family of my own. Because of those words alone, I willingly married into the Zeigler family and wore that bracelet for six straight years. Even after it rubbed my wrist raw—leaving it swollen, ulcerated, and oozing with pus—I still could not bear to take it off. Everything changed the day I stopped by my childhood friend's antique and jewelry appraisal studio for a small get-together. The moment he saw my wrist, he turned grim

I ended the call immediately. “Mom,” I said curtly, walking up to her. “The book, hand it over,” she ordered. “What book?” I asked, pocketing my phone and getting ready for the worst. She gripped my hand, pulling me a bit up and smiling widely. “You have the book, don’t you? Hand…it… over,” *******