Romance Book Of The Month Mga Nobela at Kwento

“What are you reading?” I picked up the book, showing him the cover. “It's a romance novel. I've always been a fan of the genre" A faint spark of interest lit up his eyes. “Oh, really? I enjoy Romance too. Have you read any Sarah J Mass?” I smiled, an “Of course, I love Sarah. One of my very favorites" Damon's lips curved into a genuine smile. “Mine too.” “I put the book back down again and turned fully to him with a sad smile, “how are you taking the whole thing? The news about Isabella?”

I’m tired of them already and I haven’t even spoken to them since that day they came. Dinner scent drifts from the kitchen, a mix of meat, herbs and something sweet. It should tempt me, but it doesn’t. My stomach knots instead of growling. All I want is silence, the house empty with just me inside, that should make me feel better. The book in my hand feels heavier than it should. I couldn’t find any book in the library that talked about fated mates no matter how long I looked, finally I saw this book that tells a story about the moon goddess and her love, hopefully it says something about how she created the fated mate bond…..fingers crossed.

I smile sweetly at him. His eyes widen. “How is that romance?” “Well, becuase she falls in love with the new guy, and he loves her. Oh, and be warned, there’s two endings. Happy and sad. Decide the characters fate yourself.” I wink and he sighs. I watch as he opens the book ‘Tainted heat’ By Billiejo Priestley, and begins to read. It’s almost low level smut. I didn’t want to give him something where it goes too indepth, I can save that for next time.

Till the next time With love Purva Narang (Your Author)

he smiles pressing his forehead on mine. "You love that book the black tulip by Alexandre Dumas. You always fascinated me with your faves and likes of the works by humans," he trails his finger on my jawline. "So, would you take this stupid ass Alpha as your boyfriend and mate?" he ask again and I could hear nervousness in his voice. I pull him down to me "yes I would love that" he was to kiss me but I stopped him. Our face just inches away from each other "I don't want to hear you calling yourself stupid ass Mate" my nose brushing against his.

Sending love and well wishes to you all xx A trail of water dripped behind Bellamy as he emerged from the shower, a towel hung loosely around his waist as he ruffled another towel through his now damp curls. “Whatcha reading gorgeous?” he nodded to Thea. Placing an intricately carved silver bookmark in between the pages, she placed her book down on the bedside table. Letting out a contented sigh, she stretched her arms and legs out on the bed. “It’s called ‘Her Fae Lovers’ by one of my favourite authors, Jane Knight.” A sleepy smile danced across her face as she dragged her eyes over Bellamy’s wet, exposed torso. Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten unde

Here is a list of my current books: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Hint of Misunderstanding (Werewolf Romance) Thank you again. Happy Readings

He was outraged. "Isn't that true?" Hannah wasn't intimidated at all. Meeting his eyes, she scoffed and quipped, "You're well aware of why you're dating Ms. Sorsby. How absurd of you to demand her to fawn over you when you've been leeching off her. Do you really think you're Prince Charming?" Cedric was undeniably favored by fate as he was the protagonist of this book. However, did he still expect things would stay the same once realization dawned on Diana? She was no longer the sacrifice for his and Misty's romance.

If this is a story you really want to see continue, then I'll bring it to your screen by January/February. But fear not, MM lovers, there are two new MM books coming out this month, possibly this week; Moonlit Halls:My Brother, My Mate{ already have 40k words, so yay for mass release. Trust me, it got everything you want, pining, forbidden crush, jealousy,} And the other one...well I haven't decided on a name, but I'll reveal it as well in the new book.

I said, walking carefully around the room, studying her. The book she held in her hand looked like a romance that my mother read when I was small. She didn't move when my shadow fell over her, but jumped up when I snagged the book from her grasp. "Hey!" she shouted, jumping to reach it above my head. I turned my back toward her, and smiled at the page. "Reading smut, just as I thought," I said, lowering it so she could cradle it to her chest. "It's not smut. It's romance," she said, closing the book. "Not that I expect you to understand romance."