Penny Reid Books Novels & Stories

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“You look like a kid in a candy store.” “Don’t mock me. This is sacred.” She darted down an aisle, running her fingers reverently across the spines of novels. Reid trailed behind, occasionally pulling out a book to skim but he’s behind her each time. At one point, he stopped and held up a book. “This one.” Raees blinked. “What is it?” He handed it to her. “The woman on the cover page reminded me of you.” She turned the cover over, seeing the face, then she smiled, proceeding to read the title. It was a collection of poems centering on different topics, some love, some strength, some just stories written . “Reid…”

“Yeah. Reagan’s was easier because I had help, but I talked to Maeve today about the books that Asy got me and while we were on the phone, I went through what I had done to make sure yours had the right amount of intention specified.” I put the necklace over my head. “What do you think?” I ask Reagan. She frowns, looking at me. “It’s surprisingly sexy,” she says. I guess I won’t be taking this off any time soon. “What did Maeve say about the books?” I ask as we walk toward the back of the packhouse.

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I hold her head in my hands, looking for any sign that she understands what I’m saying. “The one with Alpha Reid?” she whispers, her pupils dilating and her breaths becoming shallow. I nod. “That was always my favourite. It was closest to the stories granny Gwynn told me. I tried to find other books like it, but the rest just didn’t measure up. That author only wrote two books and the other is more about witches than werewolves.” She licks her lips, still grinding her pussy in my lap. After how she reacted when she realised what we are, I’m surprised she seems to be taking this in her stride.

After Lucy finished speaking, she added a sentence. "Sir Fergerson asked him to pass it to you. It looks valuable." After she heard that Caleb had left, Penny no longer hesitated and drove to Dawn Haven Villa. When she returned to her bedroom, she frowned when she saw the book that was out of place. She read this book before going to bed every night and had always been organized with how she placed items in her room. Penny took her facial massager and put it on the dressing table before she picked up the book and took a look.

LYON'S POV I should’ve looked away. Hell, I wanted to look away. But there I was, half-hidden behind a rack of novels, clutching a stale cup of coffee and watching two kids roam the bookstore like they owned the place. They didn’t notice me. Why would they? The girl — Penny, I think I heard — was a firecracker. All chatter and excitement, bouncing from shelf to shelf like the floor was a hot fireplace. The boy trailed behind, quieter, more grounded. Eyes too sharp for his age as he sound cautiously to his sister.

"Oh, yeah. I remembered you called, saying that you and the boys with Lily's dad, Wayne, hung out that night at the bar while the girls and I had our little movie night with the kids." Rex and the boys helped out with Wayne Peters, fixing up homes for people without housing as a way to give back to the community. The girls and I were helping out by making goody bags for people without homes, filled with everything they needed to keep themselves hydrated, fed, and clean. We did a GoFund and asked the community to help, but it wasn't reaching our goal. But without the help of Grandpa, we wouldn't reach our goal. We could finish the project with his service and some of his friends. The mayor pr

We say our goodbyes and I toss my phone onto the couch next to me, looking around the room. It's quiet when Santos has the kids. Almost too quiet. And there's nothing to do. I've deep cleaned the entire apartment from top to bottom. I've done four loads of laundry and put it all away. I even threw dinner in the crockpot already, so my regular chores are done. I tap my fingers on my leg and the Kindle shoved between couch cushions catches my eye. Ooh. I could read for a bit. What is the name of that author I like? The one who writes about all those bearded brothers? Penelope Reads? Penny Reads? Penny Reid! That's it!

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