Novel & Cerita Lauren Asher Dirty Air Series Order

As dawn broke, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, filling the castle's passages with her giggles for the first time as he rushed her to bed. ### That concludes Aria and Troy's story...but obviously Aaron's is far from over. Read on to find out what happens next to The Casanova of Caines in the epilogue. Updates for book three, You, Me, Her and Him will commence directly thereafter. If you read books one and two and felt I did Aaron an injustice, please read book three. I promise you won't be disappointed. I more than made up for it.

Your enthusiasm and encouragement have inspired me every step of the way, and for that, I am eternally grateful. Now, I have a little secret to share with you about Book Two. Brace yourselves, for there will be even more plot twists and turns, secrets unraveling, and unexpected alliances forming. And, oh yes, a little spoiler for you - Ashley, our fearless heroine, will find herself facing a daunting punishment, but amidst it all, she will discover the unimaginable - she will fall pregnant. The tangled web of love, loyalty, and danger will grow even more complex, leaving you on the edge of your seat.

Seeing nothing but a dark sky above and an empty alley below, she carefully switched her footing and climbed to the next window below her. Her stealthy movements let her land fast and quiet wherever she placed her foot, and soon enough, she finally touched the ground. She looked around one more time and began to speedwalk to the north as her free hand began to crumple a small handwritten receipt, completely erasing traces of her ever checking in a southern inn. When she reached the end of the alley, she paused and looked up. The moon was bright; it was beaming. And yet instead of being comforted, coldness crept up and down her body.

Asher's men made quick work of cleaning the blood from the streets, houses, and cars. Exhaustion had long ago settled in my bones as countless hours had passed. My feet ached from the flats Breyona had given me, and the dress I wore was speckled in dirt and ash. I smelled like a walking corpse, and promised myself a long shower once we were finished. I visibly jumped as Asher placed a hand on my shoulder, the comforting sparks licking over my skin. "Let's head back, let the rest of the men finish cleaning up." Asher spoke lowly, his eyes still dark and troubled.

she said, her voice soft but carrying a weight that held him in place. Her gaze drifted to the small table near the chair she had left, and Dreon’s eyes flicked to the envelope resting there before returning to her. She walked on, her steps slow and purposeful, radiating a quiet authority, and his gaze followed her, sharp and lethal, tracking her every move until she disappeared from sight. ****** ◈THOMPSON'S EMPIRE◈ “Colliding with the biker, Ruby hit the brake, and we jerked forward, eventually hitting our heads,” Asher said calmly, adjusting his head to rest on Caleb’s thighs.

"I have a plan, Lilah." Abby said to my amazement. "A dirty but good one." "Mind sharing with me?" I asked, knowing she would. "Sure. So, this dirty plan is... Five steps to get Mr Kimber in bed." My eyes bulged open as I glared at her, shocked. "Should I still continue?" I swallowed hard, my eyes not leaving hers. "You're kidding, aren't you?" "At first, I thought I was. But after I scanned the idea, I saw it was good to go, so I figured out I should share it with you. Like I asked, should I continue?"

Only the muffled crying of the pups and the wind moving across the altar could be heard. A few final silver sparks drifted upward. They gathered together, rising toward the northern mountains, toward the valley where my mother rested. My father lifted his head. Tears slid silently down his face. Ash lifted from the altar and scattered into the night sky like falling snow. Covering everything. Burying everything.

CONTENT WARNING: explicit marital sex, light romantic dominance, brief mention of spanking fantasies CHAPTER ONE Lauren was sitting on the couch reading the latest ebook release by her favorite author when she heard the garage door opening. Smiling to herself, she tapped her finger to turn the page while she waited for her husband to come inside the house. He was home a little early, which was nice. She usually managed to make it home before him, but this time she'd only been reading for about five minutes – and she hadn't been expecting him for at least another thirty.

“There are so many people here. You’re embarrassing me…” Mother chimed in, “Exactly. Jacob’s living abroad now, living the high life. He’s long since forgotten all about you. You’d best stop looking.” No… My spirit hovered beside Agnes, desperate to tell her I hadn’t forgotten. Yet, to everyone’s surprise, Agnes smiled faintly. She brushed Ralph’s hand away and continued the video. On screen, I was still happily planning the future until Ralph pushed the door open and walked in. “What’s got you so happy, Ralph?” Covering his mouth, he feigned surprise, asking, “Wait a minute, did you actually think Director Levinson passed your audition?”