Hooked Book Reviews Novels & Stories

I had always wished to get into his library, but he was always around to monitor my every move if I insisted that I wanted to use the library. Furthermore, I walked slowly as I pushed the door a little and got in as I smiled at the beautiful books which were carefully placed, just as my hands swayed through the books. Something caught my attention. It was a small hook that was hidden inside another book. It wasn't easily discovered except if the person was really observant. I looked closely again, staring at the book, as if I thought I wasn't deceived by my eyes. I raised my hands slowly and reached out for the book that was kept on the right-hand part of the shelf.

I know another place where I would like her to turn that red. "A random hook-up." I narrowed my eyes at her. Did she just call me a random hook-up? "Mmhmm." Francesca was clearly enjoying this. "Was he any good?" The tint on her cheeks deepened to a beautiful cherry red. Those cheeks looked so kissable right now. Wait, what am I thinking? The lips looked kissable. Not the cheeks. "He was... okay," I smirked. There, she had done it. . . . ___________________________________

***** Warning: This book is rated 18 guys, there are words that some of you might find offensive so be warned. Also, the male protagonists of this book aren't all lovey-dovey at first, he's cold and aloof since it's his personality as a Mafia Boss. If you are not comfortable reading the book, I'll advise you should drop it. Don't forget to comment as it encourages me to write more, thank you!

Robert also knows I’m not allowed to eat these, but he’ll keep my secret. I flick through one of the magazines in my hand, taking another bite of my chocolate, as I walk back to the check-in counter. Boom! “Jesus Christ!"I scream out in shock. I crash into something solid. My gaze goes to the floor where my chocolate and magazines now lay. Shit! I was enjoying that. A pair of shiny black men’s dress shoes stand beside my poor unfortunate chocolate bar. A delicious manly scent surrounds me, invading all my senses. Nope, not a wall. My gaze travels up his expensive grey suit pants, past the matching tailored jacket and baby blue shirt and tie, until I reach the face of an angel.

Today we all celebrated that i was awake and thankfully alive. Author’s Note Hey Guys, We have about 2 more chapters to go before the ending of ‘hooked up’ Thank you for reading

I hissed. I began unbuttoning my blouse, trying to keep my body from getting burnt. I was grateful I had a thick tank top under. It stopped me from just wearing a bra out in the open and burning my entire body. I threw the blouse on the back seat and turned the air conditioner on. When Jules saw what happened, she had an alarmed look on her face." Oh my gosh, Hannah, are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. It just burns a little. I'm going to go get his coffee again. I'll be back." I said, hurriedly running inside the coffee shop for the second time.

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Only if their daughter had joined them. _____ (Thoughts) Not all the endings are happy, but are not sad either. Apparently, I wanted to show the three phases. One, when the mother dies giving the birth to a baby, two, when both are alive and the last, if the mother is saved but not the child. Although reactions vary from person to person and I only showed what I perceive. So that's the ending of HOOKED! This story did not had a cold arrogant and rude billionaire but a hot handsome, sweet and understanding lead. Someone who makes the heart flutter and cheeks blush, rather than just sending shivers down the spine.

Arian's pov I never thought a book club meeting could feel like a battlefield. Today, we are reading The Art of Forbidden by Linda Lively, and from the very moment I flipped through its pages, my face had been hot. The story is about a powerful president who was secretly in love with his male secretary, and if that wasn’t bold enough, the prose was filled with intimacy, longing, and heat. Naturally, everyone thought it would be for people to take turns reading aloud. But I wasn't really in the mood to read, not after what the police said to me.