Make-out Paradise Books Novels & Stories

Everyone knows me as a gentle and calm wife. On our wedding night, my husband, Julian Chapman, sleeps with another woman. I tell myself that it's part of being married and that I should be understanding. He blows through the 30,000 dollars I brought into the marriage. I kept my silence. Then, he brings home one mistress after another. I pour them drinks myself. When his gambling debts finally catch up with him, he sells me to a brothel without a second thought. "This is my wife. She's quiet, obedient, and easy to deal with. Take her instead. Do whatever you want with her." I laugh. He has no idea that I had a reputation before I ever married him. They called me the Queen of Hell. I ha

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I placed the coffee down the floor and sat at the floor already while flipping through the pages of my favorite novel book. This book is about a cursed love, that no matter how cruel fate is with them they still choose to love each other, that only death could tear them apart. I remembered that this book belongs to my mother and was passed down to me. As I was about to flip the book to another page a white long envelope fell down. I closed the book and picked up the envelope. Selene, our moon. Does the letter belong to me? I had the urge to open it already because I don’t know. It was weird to find a letter like this.

"I can think of a few Elixirs to make with them." "No way!" Four put the seeds away quickly. "They are mine you greedy girl. In fact, I am going to plant them now." Four excused himself and scampered away quickly. "Hehe, that was interesting." Ren chuckled and looked at Two. "Alright show me your work." "Right." Two pulled out some things from a regular storage pouch, two rolled-up pieces of paper, and a handwritten book. "This is all I was able to learn." Regular Storage Pouch was able to store everything. But due to it not specially designed for certain things, deterioration happens faster to most items.

"I really don't understand what you're so upset about!" The knocking continued outside as Claudia called out coquettishly, "Nick, are you asleep? Nick?" Nicholas glanced at me and barked an order, "Don't go to sleep until I get back." When he left, I got out of bed and locked the door behind him. I didn't need him to come back. The night was long. I couldn't sleep alone in the empty room. I walked over to Nicholas' bookshelf as I was hoping to find a book that could make me feel drowsy and go to sleep. To my surprise, I found a yellowed notebook tucked in between the books on the shelf.

he added while shrugging his shoulder. I couldn’t help but only nod in response, ‘doesn’t the Paradiso go last out of this series?’ I ask myself before brushing the thought away. I look down at the book in my hands again, noticing that it was Paradiso, meaning that I only have the Purgatorio to look for. “Uhm, if you want, meron ako ng Inferno book, you can borrow it, kung gusto mo lang naman” I smiled sheepishly at the guy. He looks at me again, with his eyebrows raised up at my sudden statement. “I mean, medyo mahirap siyang hanapin since it needs to be translated, so I only find a few na nagp-publish ng book” I added while holding the book in my hand, looking up at him with a small smile.

I told him the place and closed my eyes. “We’re here,” I paid him and gave him an extra tip. “Thank you. Drive safely,” I remind the old driver. The old man looked so happy. “Thank you, Princess Luna! You really have such a good heart!” I made my way through my shop. It has a minimalist design, and I like it so much. I’m sure that I’ll spend more time here! This will be my safe haven. My one staff greeted me politely. “Good morning, Ms. Steele!”

I had to twist my hands in the covers to keep myself in place. He wanted to steal me away and keep me to himself. What girl wouldn't want an amazingly attractive, obviously rich, and powerful King to sweep them away to his hidden fortress and ravish them? Especially a shifter one. There were shifter novels through the roof in all the stores. On my e-reader alone I had tons of them. They were a secret indulgence of mine and not necessarily for the cryptids part.

Why had I become so quiet and obedient that I seemed like a complete stranger? The more he looked at me, the more panicked he looked. It was as if he were about to lose something precious in his life. I could not read his thoughts, and even the Perfect Partner System gave me no answers. Tears filled my eyes as I looked at him in despair. What could I possibly do to make him happy? In panic, my hand brushed against the divorce papers I kept under the pillow. It hit me. It must be because I had not asked for a divorce.

"Present. Like something came back." I said nothing. "I thought you should know that," she said. "From someone who was here before." She left. I stood in the entrance hall holding the box. Went to my desk. Opened it. Inside, wrapped in tissue paper, was a book. Old. Hardcover. The spine cracked and the pages yellowed at the edges. I lifted it out carefully. *Paradise Lost.* Milton. A first edition or close to it, too old and too carefully preserved for me to be certain.