Jennifer L. Armentrout Books In Order Novels & Stories

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

Karen's boots echoed on the floor heavily as she walked inside the doors of Reservet Comfort Lodge. Everyone turned their heads to look at her as they all gasped. The first time she walked in, she didn't attract much attention because she was in disguise. That time, as she walked in there for the second time, she walked in as Karen Milburn herself and not Maris Kates. Everyone was aware of the cruelty that Alpha Rasmore had done to her. If he had the guts to break her in front of people, then why was she supposed to hide behind Maris as she planned to carry out her revenge?

Save his ass, then destroy those mother fuckers who dare try and harm so much as one hair on his head! Amber dusted off the dirt and grime from the incinerator as she got to her feet. She had shit to do and not a lot of time to do it. Her first objective was to fuck up that bitch Courtney. She hadn’t had to beat the shit out of a hoe in a couple years, but it was just like riding a fucking bike. It would come back to her easily, especially now, in this fucked up situation.

The second thing is that the sound of the river is gone, and the only occasional noise is the crackling of some fireplace, which could also explain that flickering light. And the third thing was that I was without a blouse. Making a magnanimous effort not to groan or growl in pain, Lariel opens her eyes and looks down. All that covers her breasts are her upper underwear, a tight white band, while the rest of her developed and muscular belly is exposed. On the side of her abdomen, a kind of poultice of strong-smelling leaves and herbs covers the wound, and the throbbing pain seems much less. She barely has time to assess her surroundings. At the entrance to the cave, the blond wizard soon app

Not waiting to behold the fallout, I scramble out of the dining room, fleeing back to the nursery. Once back in the room, I ignite a taper from the room's only wall sconce. I make my way to my dark cell, lighting the little oil lamp on the nightstand next to my sleeping pallet. The small oil lamp sheds enough light for me to open my newly acquired trunk and grab another woolen tunic. I change and performing a cursory exam of the fading burn marks on my thighs, relieved that the soup is not any hotter because this is a time where I could die from a splinter.

Janessya states. I whip my head around when she says Sapphire’s name. I knew she would see Lina, but I had no idea they were coming here. With the look on Arlo’s face, I don’t think he knew that Lina was coming here tonight, either. We follow Janessya to where she saw them at. My breath catches when I lay eyes on my precious jewel. Her hair has been curled and is flowing freely down her bare back. The shimmering silver dress drapes her body perfectly and is backless. It stops mid-thigh. The killer heels she has on makes her legs look fucking long, and my hands twitch to touch them. Riley walks over to her, and I can tell she is surprised to see us. I see the look of surprise when s

Another book she couldn’t find anywhere—until she realized that it was on display in the front window, for the Occult Exhibit; she guiltily unlocked the glass, slid it back, reached in, and removed it, making a mental note to replace it as soon as possible, before anybody noticed. She was beginning to feel a little better, a little more in control, as she filled her cart to overflowing, with 15 leather-bound books on the subject. Satisfied, she’d wheeled it back to her desk, cleared her other books, and covered it with these. That was hours ago. It was after lunchtime, now, and Caitlin had not stopped reading for a second. Her back and joints were stiff, her eyes were hurting from the non-st

I smile at her. “Go, open it.” She insists happily. “I thought about you when I saw it so I instantly bought it right away.” I started opening the paper bag and saw a notebook that seemed like a journey or something and a cute hand-knitted slipper inside. “That is a Mamentos Before Child Pregnancy Journal so you could write down everything you want to.” “Oh Gwyneth that’s so sweet of you. Thank you.” I said as I examined the journal before throwing myself to her. “This means so much to me. Thank you.