Romans & histoires Novel 14th Street

Heavy snow had fallen over the northern part of the city. Northern Capitoville, this ancient and bustling city, already carried a hint of cold before the snow arrived. The sky seemed slowly covered by an enormous gray curtain, overcast, oppressive, and silent. The trees along the streets trembled in the cold wind. Their bare branches looked particularly stark against the dim sky. Occasionally, a few withered leaves were swept up by the wind, spinning weakly in the air before slowly falling back down. The moment Cora stepped out of the airport, the cold northern wind gave her goosebumps. Fortunately, only the short walk from the plane exposed her to the wind and snow.

I found Brianna in the second-floor library, executing her domestic tasks. I stopped at the entrance of the room, making no sound. She was facing away from me, completely on all fours on the rosewood floor, stretching her arm to clean the accumulated dust beneath a heavy side table. The dark cotton uniform was pulled entirely taut against her full hips and thick thighs, displaying her form in a way that made my blood boil on the spot. My length hardened brutally inside my suit pants, pulsing with the visual memory of just a few hours ago. The sight of that voluptuous, clumsy creature cleaning my floor was a temptation that tested the limits of my sanity.

How idealistic of him. As for the house he mentioned? It was just a worthless secondhand house. Besides, Riverpolis had been shifting its economic center to the south over the past few years, which caused the houses in my area to fall. That house was really not worth that much money. He wanted to use my money to get himself a good reputation? This was a great plan, and it was clear that he was not the one who thought about it. I looked toward Joy, and she was startled. I could see the excitement she did not manage to hide.

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Title: The Lie Genre: Romantic Fiction Plot Idea: Aurora "Rory" Thompson, a successful event planner, falls for her client, Julian Blackwood, a charming and wealthy businessman. As their relationship deepens, Rory discovers a shocking secret: Julian's entire identity is a fabrication. Torn between her love for him and her outrage at his deception, Rory must navigate the complex web of lies and uncover the truth about Julian's past. Chapter 1 Aurora "Rory" Thompson stared at the sleek, black business card on her desk. Julian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. She had never heard of him or his company, but the hefty retainer f*e he offered to plan his charity gala was too enticing to res

The Calling Chapter 1 I am walking down the cliffy road, it’s dark out with only the street lamp to illuminate my path. I am slightly cold and very irritated at my current situation. I had gotten to my car only to discover the battery dead. Obviously the car would not start, could not even unlock the bloody door via car remote.

Every once in a while one would take away untouched plates. Something brushed my thigh causing me to tense. I then realized the hand was cold and sent Damion a glare. He ignored me keeping up his lazy smile facade he had going for him. Every so often he would sip from a glass of red wine seeming to savor the taste. Not wine, I realized with disgust it was blood. I suddenly felt nauseous and Damion's hand continued to caress my thigh lightly. Pervert. I squirmed, standing up abruptly staring at Eric, “May I be excused?”

She would usually do it herself but now that she wasn't here, Anthony felt lost. He decided to distract himself from thinking about her by watching some TV, but it got boring real soon. "Mr. DeMarco, sorry to bother you again." It was the housekeeper again. Anthony looked at her. "You are not bothering me. Is there something wrong?" he asked. "No sir, nothing is wrong. I just found this book lying on the ground. I figured it could be something important, so I thought I would give this to you," she said and handed him a red leather-bound book that looked like a journal.

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"Got the reality check, Elle?" She sighed as she looked at the flat upstairs. She then made her way down the road carrying her heels in her hands, she walked barefoot, "Do I have to sleep on the streets now?" She sighed as she hung her head. After a few minutes of self discussion, she made her mind and then walked to the bookstore, "Who cares if he'd get angry? Who cares? this is the world I created, me Arielle, the damn author, everything in this world is basically mine, so is his bookstore." She nodded. "As long as I don't have to sleep on the streets, I don't mind being shameless." She stopped in front of the door and squinting her eyes tried to look inside through the door, it was dark,