Precious Hearts Romances Series List Novels & Stories

The ballroom glittered with a thousand golden lights, each crystal chandelier reflecting the wealth and power of the people beneath them. Cassandra Blake smoothed the silver satin of her gown, the fabric soft against her palm, a reminder to keep her mask in place. In this room, a smile was currency, and hers had been perfected through years of necessity.

Quietly, I asked, "Joan, do you know why I got my hands on Jonathan's riches in my previous life? Yes, my obedience played a part, but knowing all their dirt was another. "Jonathan had AIDS. His dad got it from one of Jonathan's parties as well. I never let Jonathan sleep with me in our whole marriage. When I found out about his… condition, I agreed to have an IVF baby with Jonathan to keep the Pearson bloodline running. The riches? They were for my baby. "I suggest you focus on the Pearsons. Coming after me is just going to be a waste of your precious little time." Then, I smiled, went back up the stage, and held hands with Gilbert. Our fingers were entwined.

When he is near me, I forget to breathe… “Tell me, Princesa… how many hearts have you broken?” he murmurs. My head feels light, and I struggle to understand those sexy words he speaks in Spanish. I shake my head. “I doubt I’ve broken any…” “I highly doubt that…” he murmurs, a small frown on his face. “What about you?” I ask softly. “None.” “That’s a lie…” I whisper, gazing into his liquid gold eyes. “Trust me, I might have the looks, but there is nothing to love.” For a split second, it’s almost as if I’m looking into the hollow eyes of the boy who looked broken long ago.

His mind went into a tailspin; he realized what was happening. His mind flashed back to the messages he'd received from **Jade** and **Jasmine**—both confirming dinner for exactly the same time. Muttering under his breath, he ran a hand through his hair as the full weight landed on him. He had been juggling these relationships for some time now-smooth talking, making sure none of them knew about the others. But now, all of them were trying to introduce him to their various "lovers." And of course, *he was all three men*.

Using the same dressing code, Rehab was busy pointing out so many things. And Delis was buying it for her the way she wants it. Till got to a place where she saw a diamond ring. And she was about to point it again but Delis interrupted. "Rehab... enough please, do you want us to squander all the money here?" "Come on you have bought enough so let's leave here please," Delis said to Rehab. "Don't worry sweetheart I got your back, just get me the ring" "That's not even where I want to end, come on you have the money"

How can she throw away everything we ever had as if I never loved her more than life itself? I loved you, Jessica. Sadness quickly replaces my anger as the thought runs through my head. She was the only woman I loved besides my mom and she betrayed me. The dark classroom where I'm sitting seems to swirl into an abyss as my dark thoughts start taking over. Jessica is marrying someone else like we meant nothing. The revelation shakes my core. All this time, was she just faking it? The sound of the door opening and closing brings me out of my thoughts and I remain still as the silhouettes of two girls come into view.

Nobody asked because they normally do this when some customers request privacy. Inwardly scolding herself, Eliza felt hypocritical. Who is she kidding, she likes Matan’s kisses. They make her feel special unlike her previous blackguard of a boyfriend. Matan’s kisses make her long for something more. Miron doesn’t even know how to kiss. His kisses felt sloppy and icky and they didn’t make Eliza long for more. Remembering this, Eliza was afraid that if she let the kisses continue to something more, what might Matan think of her then? He might think her a loose woman and might break their engagement. She couldn’t let that happen. She must remain as chaste as possible if she could still be calle

“How can you find your equal when you can’t indulge in any carnal activities without marrying the woman you compromise. You are not allowed premarital activities, aren’t you?” “Ahh American, there are ways of finding passion without your extensive knowledge. Like Ami and Mabel, I know they are passionate women because of the way they treat their interests in a very passionate way. Take Mabel for instance, when she teaches self-defense to our other staff, she does it with passion. Ami draws with passion as well. Both of them are like my sisters, however. I feel no connection with them besides a brotherly feeling. It is just a puzzle for me why Ali let her go but I can see that Rain might be t

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Three years of believing George loved her. She ran down the stairs and grabbed her purse. The roses lay scattered on the floor like her broken dreams. At the hotel, Monica cried until dawn. Every anniversary gift, every I love you, every promise about their future - all lies. Her phone rang at 8 AM. George's lawyer. "Mrs. Winston? This is Attorney Morrison. I need to serve you with divorce papers." "Already?" "Mr. Winston wants this handled quickly and quietly. He's prepared to offer you fifty thousand dollars as settlement."