Robyn Carr Virgin River Novels & Stories

Jordan Ford lost a bet, and I was forced to remove my makeup in front of everyone. The whole crowd goaded me on while his friends laughed especially loudly. “Don’t be a buzzkill. Eira already did it. “Come on, Clara! You’re not chickening out, are you?” Three years prior, I had saved Jordan from a car accident. Glass shards cut my face and left a scar that could barely be concealed with makeup. “Go on, remove it.” Through the smoke, his gaze met mine with nothing but casual indifference. I dragged a makeup-removing wipe across my face, again and again, revealing the ugly scar. “It’s just makeup. Quit being so dramatic. “You killed my mother back then. That scar is just a light price

she exclaimed, trying to talk me into it. I just chuckled and said nothing. I wasn't planning to care much about what she told me. However, when I got home and was just about to shower that day, someone suddenly called me. "Hello, is this Mr. Carlisle Cocksworth?" "That's me, and you are?" "My name is Sabrina Ryder. I'm Virginia's cousin." What? Did Virginia really introduce her cousin to me? I felt excited as I listened to Sabrina's voice. From my years of experience with talking and sleeping with women, I could tell that she sounded like a very beautiful young woman.

He didn’t answer right away, just looked at me, his gaze traveling over me. I sat on the slick, moss-dampened rocks and slowly, deliberately, pulled my dress over my head, letting the jungle air whisper against my bare skin. Cupping the frigid stream water, I poured it over my heavy, ripe breasts, watching the thin, damp fabric of my bra cling to the crests before I slowly, agonizingly submerged. A sharp, undeniable cry tore from my throat, the water was a shocking, icy plunge. Ram laughed, a deep, rich sound that seemed to vibrate in his chest, even as he was already stripping. He hauled his t-shirt over his head, revealing the bronze perfection of his torso.

he explained. “You mean a prostitution hub?” “I was trying to make it sound more fancy,” River quipped, a ghost of smile on his lips. I gritted my teeth. “I don’t like where this conversation is going, River,” I said, my voice laced with warning. “Relax. Ramona runs one of the most extensive escort services in the city. It’s the only way you can get inside the Viper’s Den without raising suspicion. I just need you to approach her and convince her that you want to join her agency.”

Who the fuck forgets to bring their own vibrator. I slid one finger down my dripping pussy, fingering myself. My clitoris to be precise, but it just didn't give me the satisfaction that Kael gave me. I had to admit I love rough sex. I just don't know why he didn't fuck me with his cock. Last night was pretty much one of the best nights of my life; I loved the way he handled me. But I didn't know if I could trust him. Trust him enough to give him my virginity. I wasn't sure if he loved me or just saw me as his obligation because I was his mate.

It's been such a long time and I'm done leaving him to enjoy his peace. "I repeat! Who are you?" He asked feeling a bit of uneasiness. I haven't even began. "Let me start with a little introduction. My name is Mia. Mia Alexandra Carson. Does that last name ring a bell or not?" "Carson?" He was deliberating "I used a fake face, entered school and your bullshit son thought he could make me fall in love and walk away. Well he succeeded. I'm the girl whom you and your precious daughter tried to capture at the school forest the other time. I've been the obstruction in your games. I'm Raven" I said all of this to him and earned a look of shock from him.

I hated the thought of splitting at all but his eyes found mine, and for a moment the whole van seemed to hold still. “We don’t get Nova back unless we cut the head off this snake,” he said. “I won’t leave her breathing another day with Vivienne.” The words were a knife because I agreed but that didn’t make it easier. Carter gave a short nod. “We’ll make it loud out here to buy you time.” Noah squeezed my hand once, then released it. The van doors slid open, cold salt air rushing in like a slap. We stepped out together. The dock stretched under our feet, wood groaning faintly, waves lapping black against the pylons. The stink of oil and brine hung heavy.

"I’m early. Speaking of which, isn't your own milestone coming up? I assume the party will be legendary." This Olivia was brittle. Anxious. Nothing like the poised woman Victor had seen at the wedding. Mateo shook his head. "Not this year. I’m taking Victor to the Vargas Private Island. Just the two of us. Total isolation." Olivia’s gaze finally snapped to Victor. Her lip curled in a silent snarl. Victor felt the heat of her envy, but he had a role to play. He reached across the table, lacing his fingers with Mateo’s.

"I need you to understand that if we're going to have any kind of relationship. I'm not like the other girls you've dated or hooked up with." I stepped back, feeling a mix of confusion and intrigue. The idea that I could be the one to share this experience with River was appealing, but at the same time, it was uncharted territory for me. River starts to walk towards the door. "Hold on, where are you going, River?" I ask. "Home, Rock. Your reaction just told me everything I need to know," she replies. "What do you mean?" I inquire. "You can't judge my reaction. I was just surprised to find out you're still a virgin. You're such a beautiful girl, River, and I thought you and Brody had at least

As long as forever… End of A Virgin for the CEO If you loved this story, please hold on to the next book in Eric and Yna's life together as man and wife in: The CEO’s Juvenile Wife... incoming!