Mills & Boon Books Novels & Stories

Female lead books: -Sold To The Savage Alpha -Love, Lies, and Hidden Truth Male Lead books: -The Divorced Billionaire -From Squalor To Splendor Thanks amigos 😊

I answered without much interest, expecting some routine complaint, but the nervousness in his voice reached me immediately. “Sir, have you seen the news?” My jaw tightened. “What news?” There was a brief pause, and then he said, “There are reports everywhere that Sharon Miles has married Xavier Combs.” For a second, I thought I had heard him wrongly. “What did you just say?” “Sir, it is already online. The story is spreading fast.” I ended the call before he could say anything else and opened my browser. The moment the headlines filled my screen, I went still.

Vienne’s heart pounded as she stepped into the sleek lobby of the building owned by Geralt. Today marked her first day as his secretary, yet strict instructions from HR dictated that she first hand over her documents to formalize her employment record. She clutched her folder tightly, her fingers trembling slightly. The elderly woman behind the counter glanced at her papers—the resume, the clearances, meticulously prepared. “You may head upstairs now, Olivienne,” the woman said without preamble. “Thank you, ma’am,” Vienne replied, bowing politely.

Another kiss followed, higher this time and agonizingly closer to where she needed him. Emmeline's breathing hitched. Her nails dug into the silk coverlet beneath her as Zavian took his time kissing his way up her inner thigh with torturous slowness. The anticipation was killing her. Every kiss, every gentle bite, every breath of hot air across her heated skin sent jolts of pure electricity straight to her core. She could feel herself getting wetter, her body weeping and preparing for what was to come. "Please." Emmeline begged shamelessly. "I can't take much more of this slow torture."

Her fists were balled on her hips as she approached her—until she spotted it. A folder on the glass coffee table, spread neat, out for her. Shivering when she opened it. Her trembling fingers. And what was inside it that was held? It changed her entire world. The Evidence – A Love Built on Lies There had been pictures in the folder. Dozens. Axel and the other women. Laughing. Smiling. Trapped. Audrey's breath caught in mid-air. Her eyes blazed as she turned the pages, worse than the others.

Their love was a light in the darkness, a beacon of hope in a world that so desperately needed it. As for Isadora, their hybrid daughter, her future was bright and full of potential. Her story is yet to be told. TO BE CONTINUED Thank you for reading… Much Love :) BOOK 2 will be out next year, 2025

"What is this?" "Open it," I gesture. She squats down and pulls the zipper back. The sound of the metal teeth sliding open is loud in the quiet room. As the bag falls open, Jasmine gasps. She freezes, her hands hovering over the contents. Inside, thick stacks of one-hundred-dollar bills are packed tightly together, row after row of crisp, green paper. On top of the cash, several velvet pouches have spilled open, revealing rows of loose diamonds. They catch the light from the window, exploding into a thousand tiny, brilliant rainbows that dance on the walls.

Ahead stood a modern mansion of glass and stone — elegant, cold, intimidating. The car stopped at the gates. Security checked us with clinical efficiency before waving us through. Inside, everything smelled expensive: cedar, leather, faint cologne. The man led us through a wide corridor to a private study. “Wait here,” he said, and left. The door clicked shut behind him. Miles walked to the window, arms crossed. I wandered to the bookshelves, running my fingers along spines of titles that didn’t look read. My heart wouldn’t slow down.

Love rather than Leverage "Well, that's certainly a headline," Darren whistled, tossing the magazine onto the penthouse coffee table. *'From Contract to Covenant: The Vanderbilt Love Story That Reshaped an Empire'* blazed across the cover, accompanied by the now-iconic photo of Lucas and Sophia with the twins in the morning light. "The stock's up twelve percent," Susan reported, not looking up from her tablet. At three months old, Cat was dozing in her arms while she worked, a common sight these days. "And the wedding planning inquiries have tripled."

A single knock sounded on the door and then it was pushed open, revealing Miss Luca. God knows I had unanticipatedly felt giddy headed. My body felt too hot-- scorching. And my dick had begun to throb against the material of my boxers. "Miss Luca " I choked as if the words had being pried forcefully from my throat. I eyed her hungrily. She was barely dressed in a short tight dress inches above the knees and the bust low,exposing the immaculate top of the breasts I had imagined more than once running my tongue over. she also donned very high heels. God knows how I hadn't died that same second from a sudden heart attack.