Modesty Blaise Novels Novels & Stories

A/N :- The 'Flames of Obsessiveness second series' consists of 10 books, including three stand-alone novels. You can explore my profile for the three Stand-Alone books from the second series. This second series continues the stories of the children of the Kashyap, Grey, Miller, Rathore, and Khanna from the 'Waves of Possessiveness first series'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •Book 1) His BLIND REVENGE Tropes :-

Caroline’s image of things was much more of a political woman but she made me smile with her bravery and fight for what was right. “I just hate how to mean she is to you now. I just want you to have the very best day tomorrow. It truly will be beautiful just look at all the love everyone is putting into everything.” Sophia with her kind and loving manner. “Kellina you are the bravest priestesses I have ever known. Thank you so much for the kind words about my dress. I just wish I could do more. I hope the dress will be alright.” Poor Clara who I ended up comforting more than her but I didn’t mind because I saw all the work she had put into every last detail. She truly was a kind sp

Shun pressed his lips tight and looked away. He tried to distract himself by pulling out some books under the table. Most of it were about managing business, and some are fictional that Shun wasn’t really that interested. Not until a black thick notebook caught his eyes. Shun’s brows furrowed and he took it. As he opened it in the first page, a blank page welcomed him. He flipped it on to the second, to third, fourth, and his eyes slowly widened with amazement. It’s a sketchbook filled with dress designs. Different themes and styles and all of it are beautiful. Shun blinked and touched the page of a autumn colored dress. It’s so beautiful...

Clara Vale lived on the 12th floor of an old, rundown building in downtown São Paulo. At 32, she was the undisputed queen of bestselling erotic romances. Her books sold by the thousands: Fuck Me Until Dawn, where the protagonist was destroyed by a mafioso with a 23-centimeter cock; Fireman’s Dick — the irony of fate hitting hard now — and her most recent one, Emergency Orgasm, which had spent three straight weeks at the top of the charts.

Maybe this was God’s way of easing my pain for all the things he made me go through. **** I was inside the library skimming past the row shelves when I felt footsteps approaching in my direction which was odd because it was already midnight and it was highly unlikely for someone to be here. Turning around, I gulp in surprise when I see Blaze standing a few distances away from me wearing a plain white V-neck t-shirt with Black jeans. Even in such a plain outfit, he looked sinfully hot, and my core throbs with need standing under his hot stare. I try to disguise my aroused self by rolling my eyes and focusing my attention back on the row of books in front of me as if they were the most interes

Blake helped collect everything, including their clothing and rushed into the cabin as the first raindrops hit the ground. “That was close; made it in time,” Blake said, laying the basket on the floor next to the door. Looking around, there was a table and bed beside a fireplace. In front of the fireplace was a cozy rug as if it was planned for them to lay on. Blake’s eyes rose when he saw this, and he looked at the blushing Elsie when she noticed where he was looking. The whole setting is from a romance novel, and Blake is the main character trying to seduce the naive young woman, only this time, their roles are reversed, and the young woman wants to seduce the handsome man.

Not knowing that the girl she spoke off was the same girl she was scheming against. Blare finally released her from the pain of the piercing hills and Camilla grunted morbidly. "I can't believe am seeing a bunch of useless colledge student here at the party." Ellison Blare said feeling pompous. Blare was a nassochist and proud all because, she managed to court the second wealthiest man in Valeria after Samson and now that she stand a chance, she felt like humiliating anyone who stepped on her toes, except that she was the one doing otherwise.

Their jaws were tight, fists clenched against their knees, as if the only thing keeping them from lunging across the table was their father’s fragile condition. I shrank into my chair, hands gripping the napkin on my lap. The Blakes weren’t as perfect as the glossy magazine spreads made them seem? Behind all the smiling photos and sparkling events, their family was fractured. Who would have guessed there was a mistress I'm the background no one even knew about? Mr. Blake’s gaze sharpened despite his weakness. “What brings you here?” “I missed my children,” she said smoothly with a smirk “So I came to see them.”

I suspected he was masked with mistletoe, so I checked the study first. A wise choice because of the Savagers. I got in and found Justin admiring the books. “You can't be in here,” I asserted but he didn't flinch. He continued looking through the shelf. “I said —” “I heard what you said,” he spoke abruptly as he picked out one of the books. “Have you read it? The story of Alpha Dante by Crystal L. It's such a nice read,” “Get the fuck out,” He grinned, excited by my outburst. “You are so fierce,” he walked up to me, keeping the book back on the shelf. “I love that,”

“Morning, Nickson. You slept so soundly and I didn't have the heart to wake you up. You want coffee?” Blakely left her magazine on the sofa and headed for the kitchen. Her appearance looks fresher and neater. Faded blue jeans wrapped tightly around her long legs. Her appearance looks cute with an oversized ivory-colored sweater and her hair is tied carelessly with a hairpin. Nickson never thought that Blakely could be so charming in the simple clothes she was wearing. And most of all, Blakely smiled at him instead of looking angry or gloomy for his action last night.