Novel & Cerita Kieran Valentine Diary

I asked myself as I flipped the book. “Dear diary, it’s me again, Valentina, I’m going to write the scholarship examination, wish me some luck!” she drew a smiley face on it and I flipped to the next page. “Dear diary, Mom had her usual panic attack, Ron got so angry and broke my arm I guess this is a gift for passing the exams.” What in God’s name? Who the hell considers a broken arm as a gift? “Dear diary, school isn’t as I expected it, the kids don’t like me either.” I flipped and continued to flip, but there was not a single happy incident in this book.

Under the pressure of everyone's advice, Valerie eventually dropped the plan. 10 months later, however, Eugene Dyer's mother, Susan Turner, passed away. She died with her eyes still open, muttering about the shame of never holding a grandchild, saying she would have to face the afterlife with this regret. Susan was Eugene's last remaining family, and just a few days after her passing, Eugene took his own life in his cramped apartment. Before he died, he sent Valerie a long letter. In it, he admitted that while Valerie was not the only one who could have given him a child, she was the only one he truly wanted to have a child with. If only she had been willing, Susan might have passed on in pe

the lady called Tonia replied. Who were this people and why was I instructed to stay here? I took a step forward to throw the door open when I heard a statement that stopped me in my track. “Isn't it dangerous? You know he killed his ex fiancée right?” one of the girls piped up. “ Because she tried to poison him. Kieran won't do that to me because I won't try to kill him,” she shot back, feeling quite confident in her words. “But he hates women! That's why he got a breeder,”

Harper's POV I pin Liam against the wall in front of my class room, his shoulders in my grasp. The corridor was clear, but anyone could pass by at any moment. My heart pounds at the danger, but that only makes me more aroused to him. He's my star pupil, always so obedient in class, but now his eyes widen in shock and lust. I lean in, body against him, and whisper low, 'You know we've been waiting weeks to get here. Let's do it.'

Or, it may be something that I can work with him on, to get him to accept just like when it happened with Asher and Dan, and maybe even enjoy, but I chose my diary instead of confessing to my husband. It was locked down, the boys and I were on a little break and the only cock I had in my hot pussy was David, my husband. I wanted to explore, but I couldn’t since I'd vowed to the boys that I belonged to them alone. Without the boys, I turned to my diary to pen down how I met my husband.

If they only knew that three days ago she was standing in the pouring rain, her personal bank accounts wiped to zero by Damian Vance after three years of being hidden in a basement room at Vance Jewels. She didn't care about what people thought of her. She had already survived Damian’s abuse and walked away from that ruin. But Killian? Killian’s entire public persona and his corporate standing rested on his untouchable nature. The moment the media realized his touch aversion didn't apply to her, they would dig into his private life and turn his weakness into a weapon. "Valerie." A deep voice broke through her thoughts. Killian stood in the open archway of the private study. He wore a tailore

His voice is raspy and I admire the way his eyes eat me up. "What's your name?" "Dane." I watch as his adam's apple bobs up and down as he swallows. He's nervous being in my presence. "How old are you?" I ask him full of curiosity. "Twenty-eight." "Do you have a girlfriend?" He scratches the back of his head. "Mrs Diamandis, I don't-" "Do you enjoy eating pussy?" I cut him off. Licking his lips, "Yes." His irises take on a lustful appearance.

Chapter 2 Alex’s POV “What’s that one?” I asked again, my finger still hovering near his on the trackpad, heart pounding from more than just the way his hand gripped my thigh. “Real Story? Come on Damien, you can’t drop something like that and expect me not to wonder.” Damien’s eyes narrowed but that hungry look stayed locked on me. He pulled his hand back slowly, fingers dragging along my leg like he hated letting go. “It’s nothing for you to worry about. Just some old notes. Private shit.”

Penelope his mother a sleepless night. Kieran is thirty but still looking dashing like a twenty-two years old boy. He traveled to Fresno for an interview for his best-selling movie titled, 'Insanity." “So Sir Kieran, your fans have been wondering who the lucky girl is, they feel you are just too handsome not to have a lady in your life.” The person interviewing him on-air asked. “Sorry to disappoint you all, but I don't have any special lady in my life and I don't think I will be having one.”

"Who cares? They're getting married on April 8th anyway. That's two weeks away. Even if she found out today, the revenge would be just as sweet." Kieran claimed to have been worried sick, but he was actually setting off fireworks for his fiancee. It felt like my heart had been sliced open, bleeding out in the dark. I wiped my tears, carefully climbed over the sleeping Kieran, and grabbed my phone. The moment the screen lit up, a missed call notification popped up. It was from Kieran. I choked back a sob and deleted the log. Then, I opened my email. I stared at the draft I had written days ago but never had the courage to send.