Novel & Cerita Nora Roberts Romance Novels

#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

Thea sneered, "Nora, you are truly a cunning rabbit. Cunning as a fox, Thorne took away one of your burrows before, but you managed to escape with your tail intact. Now you want to pull the same trick again, but I am not Thorne. There is no way I would allow you to have another chance to rise from the ashes." "You were very cruel." "Could you be heartless? For money, your hands were stained with so much blood." Nora's elegance and luxury could no longer be sustained, and she broke down, shouting, "I didn't plot to harm Robert just to take over your medical team. It was Robert, damn him, who forced me to return all the businesses to the Miller family. Why should I? Those were all the territor

I pleaded, desperately peeling his hand off mine and swiftly walking away. As I hurriedly made my way towards the office I had been directed to, I couldn't shake off the nagging thought that if that guy was indeed a worker there, how could he afford such an extravagantly expensive car? Pushing the question aside, I made my way to the receptionist. "Hi I'm Nora Roberts, I was told to resume today" I said to the beautiful blonde lady who looked nice. She returned my smile and searched through some files as she spoke "Oh you're the new Personal Assistant to Mr Nathaniel Lockhart"

The glass walls were now covered in heavy blinds, the once minimal decor replaced with a plush leather recliner, a small side table with an assortment of oils and towels, and a discreet fridge in the corner, stocked not with water bottles, but with labeled glass jars awaiting their fill. Nora stood in the center of the room, heart pounding, wearing nothing but a silk robe that Roman had left folded on her desk that morning. The fabric kissed her skin as if it were complicit in what was about to happen. Her breasts, full again, throbbed with anticipation. She had only just arrived that morning, but already the ache had returned. It was as if her body had learned to respond to their presence,

she grabbed my Rosa’s face and tugged to the two sides checking her out. Rosa pulled away and pointed at me “ Who is he, Nora? I know this man. I've been seeing him in my dreams. Oh, Lord no, this is not happening. Please take me out of here. Who is he?” She sees me in her dream? Ignoring her tantrum, I gently nudged a puzzled Nora to the side, and took Rosa’s two hands, dismissing the way she cringed. I looked her deep into the eyes just like before, and from the bottom of my heart uttered the words just as I had, a century ago.

Standing up, David turns to walk away, leaving her alone to gather her thoughts. Nora finds herself alone in the confines of her small bedroom, her gaze fixed upon the walls as her mind drifts into the memories of the Nashville brothers. Despite their undeniable handsomeness and the allure of their dreamlike qualities, she struggles to fully believe that she will soon be wedded to one of them. The stark contrast between their privileged upbringing as the wealthy children of David Nashville and her own humble origins as the daughter of a gardener weighs heavily on her.

"I am totally fine, I just need to go to bed." "Don't worry, we will get home soon. Do you want me to get anything for you?" Richard asked and Nora shook her head negatively. She has lost appetite, what's bothering her is just Carson's comeback. She could still remember the sweet memories she had with him two years ago. He was her first love even though he was kind of aggressive towards her but she was so blinded by his love that she cared less about it. She never knew she fell madly in love with a criminal who kills, sells drugs and does all kinds of criminal acts.

She pushed all the books to the floor,kicking away all the rubbish and settling down on the chair, resting her head on the table. “E-excuse me.” A small voice called out by her side. She opened her eyes to see who it was, a cute girl with glasses. She remembered her from her past life. She was one of the people that were nice to her and tried to warn her but she ignored her. Her name was Nora. In the future, she was an excellent script writer who was so popular but she married a bad man who beat her and later she ended up dead with her wrists slit in her bathtub. It was all over the news. She would try as much as she could to protect her in this life.

"They really treat you that badly?" "Worse," Nora muttered, looking down at her hands. But she quickly shook her head, forcing the sad look away. "Anyway, I am not going to ruin a good day by complaining about the Alphas. Besides languages, what else do you do for fun?" "I read," Clara answered, gesturing toward the massive shelves lining the walls. "A lot. Mostly dark romance and mafia thrillers. Anything with a ton of drama and people making terrible decisions." "Shut up," Nora laughed loudly, clapping her hands together. "Are you serious? That is literally my favorite genre! I write short stories sometimes, and they are always packed with completely unhinged mafia bosses and crazy plot tw

Nora was stunned and didn't know what else to do seeing herself in the arms of a handsome man looking deep into her soul, she is a woman and prompt to react to such a romantic movie. He smiled at her and moved closer as she blinked her eyes, "Quiet now, tell me the truth, do you find me handsome? Did I make your heart move a bit?" He knew his trick around ladies. Nora slapped him hard on his face and got herself free from his grip raising her voice, "Don't ever come this close to me, I am not like other ladies, do you think you are handsome? How pathetic, you are not as cute as my friend, okay, and leave my sight."