Romans & histoires Of Love And Life Three Novels

The current me was undesirable for any man, and my heart ached terribly. Still, I could not understand why Reynold kept me around even though he did not love me. He could have just told me, and we would have divorced. Yet, not only did he take away my ability to have children, but he even cheated and betrayed me, In the end, I didn't visit the doctor. Instead, I went home alone. The mansion was the home Reynold and I purchased when we got married, back when his career was just starting to take off. I could still remember us lying in bed, talking about the future. We had dreamed of having two kids—a boy and a girl—a perfect family of four.

Or maybe I just wasn't the kind of girl that people noticed that way. I glanced down at the book in my hands, tracing the edges of the worn-out cover with my fingers. I could use more writing to pass time. At least books didn't judge. They don't whisper about you behind your back, or remind you that you were sitting alone on dinner night while the rest of the world paired off like it was some teenage romance novel. I flipped the book open, trying to disappear into the pages, but before I could even focus on a single word, a voice cut through the cafeteria noise.

Celine closed her eyes and listened to the sounds of her home—the gentle noise of her family and the calm feeling of love that had lasted through everything and was still strong. For the first time, she didn't worry about what tomorrow would bring. Because today was enough. And in the quiet moments between laughter and happiness, they found what they had always wanted—not perfection, but lasting love. THE END....... *************************** BOOK TWO: "THE REID TRIOLOGY" Follows Caesar's story "CAGED BY THE BILLIONAIRE HEIR" but it is only on NOVELLAIR ( please check it out if you are into dark romance) THANKS FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT

Hi huns, Thank you so much for giving my book a chance. I hope you find the two books and two couples to your liking. I promise I will do my very best and I will keep on improving so you can live nine lives with me on different adventures. Book three will continue under this book. I hope you'll like it as much as I do. With love. JK

“Sad. They were just getting a good point in their marriage, their kids were moving out, they’re falling in love again… and she just died in a car crash.” Sighing, she buried her face in her hands. “I know, it’s stupid. They’re just made-up stories…” “They are.” Neo smiled at her. “But it doesn’t make them any less moving.” He stood up and left the apartment, returning a moment later with her book and two others. Leaning over the back of the couch, he kissed her forehead and placed the three books on her stomach. “Before you decide to give up on the story, you should read the next two books in the series.”

Abigail's POV - Days flow steadily, like a calm river winding its way through life's landscapes. I sit at my desk, penning down words that weave stories of love and heartache. Fragrance of Love, my most successful novel to date, brought the intoxicating aroma of success into my life. Now, I'm immersed in crafting its sequel, Fragrance of Love Season 2, hoping to give the love it couldn't find in the first part—a story mirroring my own life's journey, finding its path to happiness.

I love all different kinds of music, so there's a little something for everyone. 4. I write all different kinds of books. If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms: a. GoodNovel: Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed) Love in the Time of Quarantine: 4 short stories that look at what happens when you are stuck with someone you didn’t expect during quarantine. Lots of very graphic smut. (ongoing)

Love. Love. Love.

Still, I hope to keep weaving beautiful stories with all the people that I came to love in this world right up to the last page of life. THE END (book 1 of the trilogy)

The last thing she would want is to run into anyone in her state of undress. Joe waited for Zoya downstairs while she went up to her room to shower and change. When she came back freshly showered and dressed in one of her comfiest pyjama sets, over tea and biscuits she narrated the story of how she kissed a stranger in the rain and how someone who saved her from drowning turned out to be the same stranger. Joe listened with rapt attention, giving all the appropriate responses and after much teasing, they called it a night. As she went through her nightly routine, she settled into her bed with thoughts of love on her mind. This must be love, the one she's read about and dreamt about all her l