Love In Vegas Book Signing Novels & Stories

said the lady, interrupting the glances between Miles and me. I smiled wide and turned to the lady, holding my man’s hand and dragging him behind me. "We are ready!" I squealed happily. Miles and I were in Vegas. Oh yeah, we had a weekend getaway and decided to stop by one of the chapels to get married. Yes, a wedding just for him and me. Why? To escape our parents.

Carolina Monaro’s latest book. Atty. Wilgreg seemed so proud of his mother. He was there standing beside her, assisting her and even trying to smile and help some guests and customers who would like their books to be signed by Ms. Carolina Monaro, the author. Atty. Ninia upon seeing the busy CEO, decided to help, which was highly appreciated by Atty. Wilgreg. After the book signing, Atty. Wilgreg’s Mom treated them to lunch in an Italian Restaurant. Carolina Monaro loves Italian Food.

I look at her in the eyes, dreading the arrogance behind their colour. This doesn't change a thing!' I snap and shove her hand from my shoulder. Then, something unexpected happened. Not far from our location, I hear Tammy's purifying laughter. I burst in its direction, forgetting about all the wrongs of this world. She is alive! My mind fills with excitement and I cannot wait to hold her in my arms. I'll tell her everything and we'll take it from there. She and I are all the same. My steps are drawn to her chuckle, just as the lungs are to the air. I take a deep breath before calling her name, yet my eyes see them before I could form any sounds. One second and my entire life shatters into pi

Her gaze swept over me before she frowned. "Why aren't you dressed yet?" I held up the half- mutilated rose "Good morning to you too." "Kammie." "Bettany." "The signing starts in three hours." "And?" "And you're standing in your pajamas bullying flowers." Right. The book signing. The event Trey and Bettany had practically bullied me into attending after four days of self-imposed isolation. "Just give me a minute, Bett." I groaned, throwing the stripped stem into the trash can.

I’ll go visit him quickly and be right back. Morgan nodded calmly. But his idea of "quickly" meant disappearing without a trace. She didn’t care, though. After her checkup, she took a cab straight to the visa center to apply for her travel documents. Meanwhile, Luna updated her social media. “Feeling sick, but my boyfriend has been taking such good care of me. He even brought me gifts to cheer me up!” In the attached photo, a diamond necklace in the shape of a crescent moon hung around her neck—identical to the one Sebastian gave Morgan just the day before.

he said, and his grip on my hand tightened just enough to make me look at him "Because I'm still here, because I have been here since the moment you shook my hand at that brunch, because I have followed you across an ocean and into a villa where I drugged my own son just to be near you, because I have just bought a publishing company to get backstage at your book signing, and I would do all of it again without a moment's hesitation if it meant ending up right here in this room with you" I wanted to argue, I wanted to push him away and tell him that love wasn't supposed to look like this, that love wasn't supposed to feel like a trap closing around you, but the words wouldn't come because som

Caitlin looked around, in awe. “If we were to come here at night, especially on a full moon,” he said, “you would likely find a vampire wedding ceremony. It is a place of matrimony, as these rocks symbolize eternity. They are among the oldest elements on this planet. It is believed that their energy charges the union with a bond that can never be broken.”

My heart skipped a beat, and I was forced to remind myself that the man not only had a lover, but that the two of them were still in conflict because of me. “Believe it or not, I have reasons to believe that you are the ONLY innocent one in this story, neonata.” He whispered. He leaned in, taking me by surprise and it wasn’t until his lips touched my forehead in a gentle kiss that goosebumps rose over my skin, making my insides churn. He pulled away to look me in the eye, both our eyes melting in a gaze that I never thought possible, and he smiled. “You can keep the book while you’re in Vegas. And if there is anything else that you like, just take it. I’ll have the maids put them in your bag

He’d felt lousy for the last several days, but he’d promised Neisha he’d attend this event at Book Lady being held by friends of hers. Two local authors, a married couple named Michael and Tracy Delray, were holding a joint discussion and signing. They sat behind a small table with several of their books on display. Brad and Neisha had talked to them briefly before the event started. They seemed nice and passionate about their work. Michael, with his devilish goatee, was a bit more laid back; Tracy, with her fashionably short hair, possessed a sharp cynical wit. Their two teenaged sons were present, and they seemed uncommonly bright and sophisticated. Brad had bought a book from each of them

the man opposite me said, he had on a warm smile as he slowly pulled out a pink book that somehow looks like a dairy, "Miss if you don't mind will you help me sign this for my daughter, she is a hard fan of yours and wouldn't let me rest, please I hope you wouldn't mind," he said pushing it in front of me, I was taken aback for awhile but went ahead to sign with the pen lying on the table, I was careful to just write Demetria's name with a line over the written words with of course, a full stop, a classic. "I thought you never sign, you were hugely against it for fear people might forge your signature" Amber butted in uninvited