Perfect 10 Liners Novel Novels & Stories

The number that materialized on the screen was staggering. My fingers trembled over the keyboard. I thought I had chased a fairytale for ten years, but in the end, these cold, flickering numbers were the only thing I had left to hold onto. The transaction began. I checked the time. 48 hours until my flight. Just enough time. Enzo Moretti, this is my final gift to you. I stood up and staggered to the bathroom. The woman in the mirror was pale, her skin a map of his possession in angry purple bruises—all of them from Enzo.

Suddenly Allen's cell phone rang indicating there was an incoming message and it turned out to be from Zeyn. My Perfect Husband : Honey, you're ready, huh. Later, we will check your content and take a walk so you don't get bored at home. Allen smiled reading the message, even at work, Zeyn was still thinking about Allen. Zeyn is the perfect husband. Without waiting, Allen immediately replied to the message saying that he would get ready. And without lingering, Allen immediately went to the bathroom, he didn't want Zeyn to wait for him a long time later, especially since Zeyn was tired of working.

Perfect For Me Victor, for the first time, thought he might faint from her pelvic tightening around his hardened heart. When she released him, he plunged in and out of her flesh like a scandalous hummingbird seeking the most wanton of nectars. Dynasty felt a new and unfamiliar feeling that tore through her like lightning.

Strong, smooth fingers found the neckline of my nightwear, and in the darkness of the room came a ripping sound. Justing was really tearing off my clothes. It was my favorite pajamas, and that particular pajamas was expensive. But I didn't care, because the typhoon of desire rising inside me was strong enough for both of us. I didn't care that the pajamas had cost me a hundred dollars and that it was only my first time wearing it. The night around us was silent and dimly illuminated by my bedside lamp and the silver moonlight seeping in through the windows. I could feel a fire burning inside of me, and the sounds of our gasps were like music to my ears.

Thank God they chose a table far from the view of everyone, it's like a private place, I like it. Adal has been polite, chivalrous, and attentive with me, I like that. Who am I kidding? The man takes me out of my world of fantasies and makes them come true. I see Lucero and her lavender-colored dress, and I feel a little envy, she has that sexy yet sophisticated touch. I emphasize that it's good jealousy, not that I want her dress, on the contrary, my dress chosen by her can raise the dead; a red dress, with straps, V-neck, and let's not forget about the slit I have on my right leg, from my foot to my thigh, almost showing my pantyhose.

It was so sexy. Jeremy then mindlinked me, “do you want to keep her?” I mindlinked back, “yes.” We were royal lycans, so we were able to communicate telepathically. A lost art among the lycans and werewolves. Looks like we found our princess. Matthew’s POV

Their titles are; "Mr. Billionaire wants me Back" Which will be in both a mobo reader and a good novel And "His perfect Dare". Which will be available exclusively at a good novel. Thanks so much, for all the love. Please keep reading, liking, voting, and commenting but please only positive comments, not violent comments.

The crowd parted. Liam strode through. He wore a custom navy suit, his tie perfect, not a hair out of place. Even in this chaos, he radiated the cool authority of Wall Street. The room fell silent. Chloe immediately dropped the metal probe, her hand flew to cover the red marks on her neck. Tears instantly flooded her eyes. "Darling!" she cried, throwing herself at Liam. "You're finally here! I was so scared!" Liam opened his arms and pulled her into a tight hug.

Today, I'll let you taste what it feels like to lose the one you love. "One is the Donna who bled and fought for you. The other is the one you've sworn to protect. "I'm not unreasonable. I'll only kill one. "Whoever you choose to save, I'll stop their detonator. The other one, though…" He smiled viciously. "Boom. Off to meet God." "You wouldn't dare!" Anthony's eyes burned red as he raised his gun. "You can try me," Poison Scorpion replied calmly, his finger hovering over the button. "Let's see whether your bullet or my hand is quicker."

I turned to walk away, then he interrupted my steps, as he said, “was that a yes?” “What?” I asked. “If I stop hurting people, would you move in immediately?” He asked. Before I could talk, Ashley's voice echoed as she called, “Janelle! Janelle!” Damian was ready to move towards Ashley, but I moved closer to stop him. “Stop!” I said. He looked at my lips and smiled. “You have nice lips,” he said and turned. “I’ll be expecting a reply tonight,” he said. “Also Janelle…how well do you trust this couple?,” he said before walking away. Alex turned to me and said, “the car engine is back on, and still fully tracked,” he then bowed and followed Damian.