Novel & Cerita Michael J Sullivan Books In Order

Her bottom lip was split. “What the fuck, Sylvie? Who did this to you? If Pope finds out someone hurt you then he will…” What the hell was going on? Why were the women in our lives being attacked? Why was Sylvie running away from the man she had dedicated her life to when she knew he would protect her? “Go away, Hansel, I'm fine. It's fine.” She sounded like Gretal. Almost word for word. “Did someone hurt you like they did Keeley? Is that why you are running?” I had a feeling I was being a fool. Like I was missing something important but I just couldn’t put my finger on what.

Alissa couldn't see the sign from where she was. “You coming?” Michael called. So she walked quickly to where they had disappeared behind bookshelves. “If you want to purchase books on how people behave within society, I would recommend this.” He produced a green and yellow book titled, 'Introduction to Sociology'. “Or if you wish to more look at the history of how society became. I'd recommend this.” He pulled out an orange book with 'The Basics of Anthropology' stamped across the middle. “Thank you,” Michael said, dismissing the worker.

Nanny Rita said it contains some cute stuff from her high school days – a phase in her life that brought her so much trauma. She breathed deep before opening the bag. It contains old slum books and a diary with broken lock. She smirked thinking that her mother could have forced to open it. She must be disappointed to see nothing juicy about the things that she wrote there. Her younger life was boring and predictable until it wasn't. In fact, each page of her diary contains almost the same events. As she randomly went through each page, she noticed a paper inserted within its pages. She almost dropped the diary upon seeing that paper from way back. It's still obvious that it was once cru

Wolves of The Dark Moon Series Book 1- Alpha Rick (chapters 1- 81) Book 2- Alpha Black and His Luna (chapter 82 onward) Book 3- The Beta’s Obsession (coming soon) Olivia The pain. It's too much.

"But what does this have to do with Michael? Why did you disappear? Why didn’t you come to us sooner?" Michael’s face twisted with shame. "Because I thought I could fix it. I thought I could stop it by writing the book. But I was wrong. The more I wrote, the deeper I got, the closer I came to uncovering the truth. And then... then I started seeing things. I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t think. I could feel it—the presence. It was like it was watching me, waiting. It’s been trying to take me for years, but I didn’t realize how close I was to the edge until it was too late."

Hello, everyone, I am Nite Lucent, the writer of the book. Thanks for reading my book His Love. I have enjoyed writing it and I hope you loved it too. Everyone who has read the book knows how there was an atrraction and infactuation between Michael and Riley. So, now, I have decided to write the story with Michael Whitaker and Riley Bianchi as main characters and the sequel will revolve around their lives and Jordan and Adrian's ofcourse. I hope you will read it and love it too. The book2 will go live from November. I look forward for your responses, reactions and thoughts about the book. You can also read my other stories. To know more about my works, follow me on Instagram @NiteLucent.

Lillie Damon stared out the window of her cabin. The lightning in the midnight sky illuminated the forest on Slaughter Hill. Wind hissed through the forests. Thunder rang with a loud explosion that echoed for miles. She was determined it was a suitable midnight to cast a spell upon her suitor Paul. She went into the shower. Lying down on the counter was a comb that Paul used to comb his hair. Lillie picked up the hair from his comb. Lillie stepped onto the back deck and cleaned the soil off the underside of his loafers. She continued into the backyard and ignited a picture of him and picked up the ashes. She was squatting on the floor with torches all around her. The gleam of the torches pro

Hello once again people i am here with my new book, if you haven't read my previous book , check it out and all the old books are completed., Second book - Greatest regret (it on soulmate) Third book- Rich jerk innocent bride.(it on billionaire man and poor girl setting) And this one on (Mafia) . enjoy

Jack Sullivan stared at the bright light at the end of the tunnel. He looked straight into the damn light, walked toward it, and was so glad to be rid of the pain, he couldn’t have cared less that he was dying. Time stood like seawater trapped in a tidal pool, disconnected and unmoving. But after a while, he realized he wasn’t alone in the void. Shannon? No, not his sister. But someone definitely there. And the fact that he wasn’t alone brought him some peace.

Birdie stepped out of the room and came back with a glass of water for me to calm down. I drank the water halfway through the cup and took a deep breath before speaking again. As I explained everything from meeting Liam and falling in love, and ending up having his baby, I wanted to be sure Birdie understood. I know she would. Birdie was like me when she had her son but the difference between Orlando and Liam; one is a crook, and one is a boy who seems trapped. Not physically but verbally. And somehow, I could never reach him.