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Hazel said, her voice full of encouragement. “Men never care if you love them truly and stay loyal,” I muttered, still bitter. “Exactly,” Hazel agreed. “Maybe if the perfect romantic heroes from books were real, I’d consider dating again.” I chuckled. “Right? I’m reading a romance novel right now where the male lead is ridiculously hot.” “Ugh, don’t tempt me! I’ve added a few more book boyfriends to my list,” she said dreamily. “I miss our coffee and book talks, girl,” I sighed.

I stretch in bed and roll onto my side, reaching for the book I left on my nightstand last night. It’s a romance novel. One of those dramatic ones with glossy covers and unrealistic men. The story is about a woman in her forties who falls in love with a billionaire ten years younger than her. The plot is ridiculous, but I like it anyway. The woman has been divorced, cheated on, and overlooked, and now suddenly she’s being adored by someone who wants her for exactly who she is. I like that for her. She has suffered enough. I sit up against my pillows and read for a while, flipping pages slowly, letting time pass without watching it. Outside, I hear a car horn and someone laughing. My phone bu

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She picked it up and opened it. It was a romance story. The kind with soft words and long looks and people falling in love even when the world was hard. Liera sat on the edge of the bed and started reading. She smiled at some of the lines. She did not hear Ryke wake up. Strong arms suddenly wrapped around her from behind. Warm lips touched the side of her neck. “What are you reading?” Ryke asked. His voice was rough from sleep. Liera turned the book so he could see the cover.

I sucked in my breath just by the mention of the book. I never read dark romance novels, it always grosses me out, the male lead is a pure shitty devil while female lead is always a pure kind hearted angel. The book I love to read is in which there is a bubbly bakery characters. Those kinds of books make me reach my dreamland. Dylan and me.. Oh god!! I sighed. Concentrate Naomi. I kept the statue back on its place and plopped down on the couch and rested my long legs up on the coffee table.

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

Hotel Room Chapter 6 Jake's hands sliding up Jannis's arms sent shivers down her spine, causing her breath to catch. With an equally intense look, she tilts her head back and meets his ravenous gaze. "Jake, I want to eat the forbidden fruit tonight. I want to feel the forbidden love's sweetness." Whispered confessions laden with need and love fill her voice as Jannis comes closer to Jake, her curves molding against his strong torso, and her hands find a firm grasp on his chest.

he asked, taking another sip of his coffee. "A book," was her dry reply, without even looking up. Nic gritted his teeth. "I'm aware of that. What's the title?" he asked, with less patience than before. "How to kill someone you don't like in two days." Nic had to laugh on the inside. She really was a funny piece of work. She still had yet to learn her manners, but she would. He would be damn sure of that. He walked over to her and snatched the book from her hands. Before she could protest, he read the title to himself. '100 Greatest Love Poems of All Time'. He handed the book back to her and walked to the bar area and sipped some more of his coffee.

The restaurant had quieted down, but neither seemed in a hurry to leave. Ava leaned forward, smiling. “Okay, seriously? Have you read romance novels? Mr. Big Bad Nico?” Nico smirked, refilling her glass. His fingers brushed hers on purpose, lingering a second too long. “Don’t tell anyone. I like the ones with ridiculous plots. The dumber, the better. Makes me feel like my life isn’t the most fucked up one out there.” Ava laughed, a real, unguarded sound. “God, you’re such a liar. I bet you only read business books and torture manuals.”

Anna shook her head and said, "No, I will forever remember that." Ryan opened the bag containing the books inside the bag and read what Anna bought, "A Whirlwind Romance With Mister Knight." He handed her the book and proposed, "You start." They got comfortable on the couch, and Anna began to read the story. At first, it was the usual exciting tale of a girl meeting a beautiful man, but as the pages turned, it became sensual.