Jj Mcavoy Books Novels & Stories

Honestly, I know this is not the best work out there and this is definitely not my best work. I will not ramble about how I started writing this book only for fun and how it became a paid story. No. I just wanted to stop by and let you all know that this book is actually a part of a series called PERFECT FOR YOU. Vincent and Joyce’s book is actually book 2 in the series. Richard, Misoo and Beau have their own book and so do Jordan and Aubrey, as well as Olivia Stanton.

Caitlin walked to it and held out her hands, relishing in its heat. Caitlin looked around, surveying the cozy room. It was dimly lit by candle sconces and bedecked with rugs and cozy, antique sitting chairs. What caught her eye most, though, were the bookcases: she saw at a glance that there was an abundance of riches in this small room. She was astonished. It was a treasure trove of ancient, rare volumes. She felt as if she’d stepped back in time, to a lost world. “I’m looking for a very rare volume,” Caitlin said. “I’m not even certain it exists. Vairo’s De Fascino Libri Tres. I am looking for the other half of a missing page.”

Tyler pov Hazel keeps calling, and soon we just let it go to voice-mail and listen later after Emma is asleep. "How many today?"Jack asks, going through files. He looks annoyed. "About fifty give or take. She asked for money because Kk promised them a few thousand to do things the other pets wouldn't. Miranda is still getting mental care, but her cancer was curable, "I state as I sign off on more houses to be built, Stanley and Hunter want to combine Growl Pack and Claw Pack with Savage so we can continue to help each other. I didn't want to at first, but Emma said it would show other allies we could work together. It will show Savage is more than a biker club",I loved when she said that and

She really does not want to leave, but if she does not go to M Country, then this matter is far from over. With the arrogance of that mafia boss, she might as well give him a lesson. After all, he is just new in their world, and her perception is still nothing compared to an elementary apprentice in the underworld of some masters. He's still considered a baby in the underworld, and his views aren't that gratifying at all.

She triumphantly smiled at the diamond ring she stole from Nicholas back in the club. " Gotcha." .......... Hi, if you're reading my book, thanks. And I hope you'll enjoy reading this piece of work as I enjoy writing it. So the next chapters will be on the protagonists POV.

" TBC Brian wants to go back to bed after what just happen....Men! Xoxo Ivy My book OATH BOUNDED TO A MOBSTER Is out on NovelNow. Go read! Chapter 1 Henley I folded my hands as I leaned on the coffee machine, the mop handle nudged my stomach but I didn't budge. I had long finished mopping and cleaning the top floor. I watched the other table that was filled with blondes girls, ordering and eating like life was just a piece of cake. Well...kids born with silver spoons don't worry about life, it was up to us to worry about life. Life? Sometimes I wonder if I had one to worry about.

"What do you know about your mom?" The realization hit me like a truck. I had been so focused on surviving, on healing, that I hadn't put the pieces together. "I need to talk to Rook," I said, turning away from the screen. "Be careful," Jess warned. "You don’t play games with the Mafia, Marlowe." I nodded, already formulating a plan. I'd talk to Rook and get what answers I could. “Thanks, Jess,” I murmured. ~~

Thank you everyone who's come back for Book 2!! My first book, written a few years ago, was the very first mafia romance I ever attempted, and I was beyond grateful for the love it received. So many of you enjoyed Vivian and Niko's story, and I'm thrilled to finally return with the next chapter. This time, we continue the journey through Michael and Amy's perspectives, now that they've grown into their own roles in this dangerous world. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

He sniffed his pits and found that they didn't stink so he didn't bother with deodorant, then he splashed his face with cold water, which helped to revive him. When he returned to the bedroom, he saw that his bed had been made. His eyes moved to the young man where he was standing between their two beds. "We have to make up our own beds before breakfast." The boy placed his hands on his narrow hips. He was standing like he was superman or Peter Pan. Troy wanted to laugh but that was probably the medicine. "I'm Jace. Jace Macadue." He was dressed in street clothes, wearing strangely patterned slacks as if he should be off golfing, and a black hoodie. He also wore slippers on his feet.

I have been dealing with so much shit that I don’t know how I am still breathing. It’s been one year since I took over the Italian mafia, everything is going well, Killian and I moved into a big house where the Irish and the Italian don’t exist. Here we are just a couple, a normal, regular couple. In here we don’t discuss work and we don’t mention anything from the outside. This is our safe haven and that’s how I want to keep it. No guns inside the house, no discussions about anything. Theo and Elliot spend more time here than anywhere else, its almost like they moved in with us.