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Craving The Enemy's Husband

Craving The Enemy's Husband

**Bella’s POV** The stem of the wine glass was cool between my fingers, slender and delicate, yet strong enough to hold the weight of the deep crimson liquid inside. I rolled it slowly between my fingertips, watching the way the firelight curled around the glass, bending in ribbons across the smooth surface. The wine caught the glow in ripples of blood-red and for a moment, I just admired it, mesmerized by its stillness before the swirl. Smiles were for warmth, for kindness, for fools who thought such things had a place in this world. What I felt was a private acknowledgment of victory, the kind you didn’t share but savored like the last bite of something expensive.
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Sold To The Cruel Alpha

Sold To The Cruel Alpha

All neat and tidy, but my heart still felt restless. I moved swiftly heading towards the wine rack, I searched through for my red wine. It had antiinflammatory and antioxidants properties, this would calm me down. This was the best wine for my heart at the moment. Taking the red wine, I took my glass cup and poured myself a drink. I had great antipathy for my wolf. I saw nothing special about Isabella. Yes, she was more beautiful than her sister but that was all there was to it.
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He called me 'Mate'!

He called me 'Mate'!

I brushed and tried so hard to hide the redness on my cheek. "I will order the wine then." Mateo said as he took the menu from me. "You will love this one," he said, pointing at a name on the list. "Red wine?" I questioned. "This Napa Cabernet is concentrated and shows a purple color with ruby hues. "The nose presents shade-grown tobacco leaves and dried herbs hovering around ripe blackberries and currants over a spice-infused palate of polished tannins reminiscent of cinnamon and vanilla that extends over a persistent aftertaste."
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The Broken Luna

The Broken Luna

My body tinged from the contact and I had no desire to back out of his embrace. Axton reached out for the nearby wine bottle, his hand wrapping around the neck, skillfully pouring the deep red liquid into two crystal glasses, then extended one of them to me. I took the glass, feeling the coolness against my fingertips and brought the glass to my lips, enjoying the rich aroma that filled my nose with dark berries, oak and a subtle undertone of spice. The wine danced in my tongue caressing my palate as it glided down my throat. Axton poured cup after cup of the wine, barely sipping his.
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Who's the Substitute Now?

Who's the Substitute Now?

She figured he might have taken it off somewhere. "Do you need something?" Natasha asked with indifference. She didn't recognize him, and despite his attractiveness and apparent sophistication, she had no interest in engaging with him. Brian didn't seem to be bothered by her lack of interest. He smiled and pointed to the glass she held. "The wine you're enjoying is a 1997 Domaine de la Romanée-Conti. It has a truly unique flavor." Natasha glanced at the red wine in her glass, which was shimmering under the lights. Even though she wasn't a wine expert, she thought this wine was really tasty and had a unique flavor.
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The Man I Swore to Hate

The Man I Swore to Hate

So tonight, I’d give him something to look at. I spotted his cousin, Zetico, by the wine table, handsome in a way that wasn’t trying too hard. He had the same dark eyes as Romero, but none of the weight behind them. Just enough charm, just enough danger. I walked straight up to him and let my fingers trail along the edge of the table. “Is that the red from Piedmont?” I asked, eyeing the bottle. “I've always wanted to try it.” He gave me a crooked smile. “Still a little young for that, aren’t you?”
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The Carrero Contract (series book 3)

The Carrero Contract (series book 3)

I was always good at doing my hair without a mirror and it can’t get any worse than what I can feel falling around my ears. I return to watch him pour two glasses of red wine. He is obviously paying attention to the details, as red is my wine of choice and he rarely drinks it. He is trying to impress even if he doesn’t act like it and it tugs an involuntary smile to my lips. Amused by it.
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Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back

Ex and Son Beg, But I Never Turn Back

I watched as his eyes visibly widened once the notes hit his palette. Nodding, he set down the glass. “My god,” he said, a smile breaking out on his face. “This is the perfect wine to compliment our aged steaks. Our sommelier will be thrilled. We’ve been looking for a house red for a while now.” “A house wine?” I scoffed. “No, Intrigue is not a house wine. It’s a specialty wine. It deserves to be featured on a wine list. Not listed as a generic house wine.”
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Getting my ex-wife back

Getting my ex-wife back

Sometimes, she felt like fighting with him. Her nose was red from the sea breeze and her cheeks were also blushing. Her white skin was fair and looked snow-white and delicate against the blue sea, which was extremely beautiful. She gently shook the glass and slowly swallowed the red wine. Rayan gracefully held the red wine glass, and the scarlet liquid did not move in the glass. Jenna sighed that a man like Rayan was born to drink red wine, just as Hansen was born to drive. Even the posture of his fingers holding the wine glass was so beautiful that it was naturally noble. The blood-red liquid was shining in the glass, which was extremely dazzling. With his affectionate and gentle eyes, it r
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The Cry of a Lycan

The Cry of a Lycan

I could practically picture him leaning against that exact corner, nursing a half-empty glass until the small hours of the morning. It was his element, the comfort he had always turned to while trying to escape his misery, but truly he was wittering away. The memory left a bitter taste in my mouth, the exact flavor of the regret I had buried when I finally closed the estate doors on his impudence. I shuffled towards the floor-to-ceiling racks, running my fingers along the labels. It was an overwhelming sea of dust and centuries of bottles of wine. I knew Kael would know the difference between a ’45 Bordeaux and a souring vintage; he had an eye for the good stuff, a connoisseur of his own des
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