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I added softly. "Do you still love her?"

she said softly. She could no longer speak with Jake's sticky stare after she uttered the soldier's name. She closed her eyes and waited for the lips to touch hers again. Next words come out on her mouth is the moan as there's f finger penetrated her most hidden underwear. She has the feeling of waiting to enter her womanhood. "I need you," Jake whispered.

She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.

Claire said sadly. "Can't you see you're being selfish now Claire? I have always cared about you and how you feel now I'm asking you for a simple favor to stay away from Raymond cause I love him" Thelma said in anger. Claire shook her head "love isn't like this, you can't force a man to see you or love you Thelma, it doesn't work that way." Thelma chuckled folding her hands "now the love doctor wants to lecture me on how love works."

Chapter 1 Prologue "Eat me tonight, baby" Theola moaned when she was creased in with pleasure from every side. Rolf kissed every part of her body with the utmost desire to eat her whole. He did this till he got down and fondled her mini stick. She let out a louder moan. He continued to do so until she begged him not to cease. He then rose to her ovals and fondled them masterfully. Theola was all in need of him at that moment. "I want to feel you inside, Rolf". He then plugged in his huge rod and they both rode at a steady pace. She held his hand to her neck.

The queen looked at the bracelet in the velvet box, whose color had faded, even though it was no longer the original color of the box. This bracelet was a gift from Benedict when they were lovers. Cassia loves Benedict very much, but she is greedy for something bigger than just being the wife of a hero and a pillar of the royal family known as the sword master.

Her head ached badly and she just couldn’t take it anymore. “ Yes, I cannot live without him because, I have fallen in love with Lucious. I love him” °==============° Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Alpha Lucious His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

Quinnel said suddenly and all eyes turned to him. "Uh, Navaeh, what is your worst habit?" "I tend to walk to and fro when I'm nervous and I also always eat the meat that is meant for the toppings of Pizza." She replied and everyone chuckled. "I eat the cheese as well." "What's the last book you read?" "That would be... Alpha's Gifted Mate." "Oh? Sounds interesting. I like the title." "It is." "I've read that book! It's good." "Me too." "I didn't expect you to be into supernatural fanfictions."

The last thing she would want is to run into anyone in her state of undress. Joe waited for Zoya downstairs while she went up to her room to shower and change. When she came back freshly showered and dressed in one of her comfiest pyjama sets, over tea and biscuits she narrated the story of how she kissed a stranger in the rain and how someone who saved her from drowning turned out to be the same stranger. Joe listened with rapt attention, giving all the appropriate responses and after much teasing, they called it a night. As she went through her nightly routine, she settled into her bed with thoughts of love on her mind. This must be love, the one she's read about and dreamt about all her l

It made his chest ache, in a way that was full and grounded and indescribably human. “You know,” he said, finally breaking the quiet, “I didn’t fall in love with you because of how strong you are.” Sophie turned, eyes narrowing playfully. “You didn’t?” “No.” He walked toward her, slow and steady. “I fell in love with you because of how gentle you are. Even when the world hasn’t been kind back.” She blinked, caught off guard by the softness of it. He stepped closer until he was just inches away. “Your strength is what people see. But your softness—that’s what I stayed for.”