Novel & Cerita No More Drama Book

“What are you doing out here all alone anyway?” Ryleigh crossed her arms over her chest. “Enjoying my day off. Having a sandwich. Reading a book.” His eyes flicked to the discarded paperback beside her. The cover gleamed up at him—Moonbound Desire. He raised a brow. “Really?” “Yes, really.” She snatched the book and moved it behind her. “It’s relaxing.” Damien chuckled, slow and deep. “That’s not what that book’s about.” Ryleigh’s face heated. “It’s none of your business.”

In the meantime, if you haven't, you can be reading my other books on this app accordingly: - The Falling [Vol 1] & The Falling Of Us [Vol 2] (CEO & Family Drama) - The Retired Gang Leader (Mafia) - Hurt Me Again (Friends into lovers type of thing? I'm not sure lol but its definitely Angst) - Yes, Mr Daniels (Office Romance) Hope you do enjoy them. Stay Safe! Love ya!

“But between my ex-wife, Maya’s ex, and them weird ass frat boys next door? These motherfuckers pretty much ruined the whole trip.” Knox laughs. “I get it. I had my own drama.” “With Alex?” “Yeah,” he says. “With Sienna’s ex and some crazy motherfucker related to my sister's husband.” I whistle low. “Yeah. I heard about that.” “Crazy people,” he mutters. “But karma handled his ass.” “That’s true.” We sit there talking for a while before Knox suddenly leans forward. “So lemme ask you something.” “Shoot.” He peeks toward the doorway dramatically before lowering his voice.

"Where the hell did you disappear to? I'm done with all this drama. Get your ass back here!" Meanwhile, I was too drained to fight or raise my voice. I didn't want him anymore. Neither he nor his home belonged in my life any longer.

The solid floor beneath me felt as if it instantly collapsed and melted, transforming into bottomless, icy, and bone-chilling quicksand. I am being silently and irresistibly swallowed and sunk by this quicksand, falling straight down into an abyss with no light, no echo, and only boundless cold. My world completely plunged into darkness. “Bleiz!” “Quick, call a healer!” ... Overnight, my family produced another new joke. Yesterday, I left my mate behind at the mate bond ceremony, and today I’m desperately trying to get rid of my mate. My room is already a complete mess. I’ve smashed everything that could be smashed to pieces.

But relaxation wasn't what I had in mind. I stood up and walked over to the bookshelf, running my fingers along the spines of the books until I found what I was looking for. The worn leather-bound volume felt heavy in my hands as I carried it over to the coffee table and opened it to the marked page. The intricate illustrations of whips, chains, and other BDSM paraphernalia made my pulse quicken with anticipation.

I hold my gun up to Stefano when he reaches for his. "You hurt him and I will shoot you," I warn. Stefano looks like he's about to explode but all he does is turn and walk away. Martina follows after him to get him to come back but he leaves the house. Everyone goes downstairs to help Martina but I stay here to hug Damian and relax. "Why is there so much drama? I just want to relax," I mumble and Damian kisses my head. "We can relax when everything is sorted with Alessandra and also now with Enzo. His dad will come around eventually," he says and I scoff.

I really want to tell you all that this book is really interesting, mind blowing something you would fall in love with as we continue. "I am writing this to tell everyone who stopby to read my book, I appreciate your efforts ,and I promise you all are going to love the journey with me and also With the MAFIA SLUT. stay alert for the wedding because drama begins from there.ride with Dennis and Ella. enjoy the slow burn of this story. pls don't blame me for Ella's character she would get better with time. ❤️❤️❤️❤️💋💋💋💋💋gold ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

His face was full of sympathy. “Miss Walker, your sister has passed. You're Mr. Davidson’s partner now.” I gave him a faint smile and stepped aside to let him go. I had hoped more than once that Justin would see me as I was. However, time couldn’t make Justin love me. I dragged myself inside, exhausted. Justin was sitting on the couch, laughing and chatting with Sandra. They were flipping through a photo album filled with pictures of Stella as a child. They weren’t worried that I had been left alone at night, stranded on a deserted beach. All they cared about were things related to Stella.

Noelle I wasn’t ready for the chaos that came with being Damian Blackwood’s wife, temporary or not. I knew it was a lot to stomach all at once, but once again, and whilst standing in the midst of it all, I realized that whatever had gone down at the ball the other night, was only the chip of the iceberg.