Novel & Cerita Romance Novel Novel Hi Novel

There's no way I'll ever fall for his charms, no matter how hard it may be to resist him: him and that damn smile. I run a hand through my already messy hair and snort, "No, that's not what I meant." As if on cue, the cocky attitude is back, and Nero opens his arms as if waiting for me to run into his embrace. "And this is no way to greet your future husband. Where's my kiss?" The question throws me off guard.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Hold Me Close (A Heron’s Landing Novella) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2016, 2017, 2020 by Iris Morland Cover design by Qamber Designs

Urban didn’t come back to life nearly as much as Sam or Dean have, but he gave it a valiant effort! I hope you can tell I binge-watched Game of Thrones, too! Much of that series inspired the making of One True Love. I have this strange quirk of wanting to have at least one hero and heroine named for every letter of the alphabet. And I didn’t have a heroine whose name started with a V yet, so that’s how Vienne came about. I chose Vienne above every other V-name out there because of the heroine in the book The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah (that heroine was named Vianne). The Nightingale was the first book my family chose for the book reading group we started together, so that has special mean

"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."

On a cold rainy night, She finally got his attention. It was raining really heavily and it was so cold outside. Ronnie had made a post about how cold he was because of the rainy night and cold weather and she couldn't help commenting on the post the minute she noticed he had made the post. "Wouldn't like company on such a rainy night?" Love had commented. Minutes later, he texted her privately. "I would certainly love the company of a pretty girl like you to help keep me real nice and warm."he teased in the text message.

"Officer, Isabella had stomach cancer, Sophia admitted it. She threw away Isabella's medicine, causing her condition to worsen because she couldn't take her medication in time. Aiden's kick was a fatal blow to Isabella. If it weren't for Aiden's hint, how dare those servants in the villa disrespect Madam Huo when he hadn't divorced Isabella yet?" "And those inmates inside the prison torturing, abusing, and mistreating Isabella, it was all Aiden's orders. Aiden accused Isabella of intentional homicide. But Sophia fell down the stairs herself, everything was unrelated to Isabella, including Lucas's corruption and bribery, which was all Sophia's scheme!"

I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

I couldn't help but wonder why he would even had dreamt of walking close to me. But I felt good about it, from the smile on his face I could tell, he meant well. "Hi" He said to me in a charming voice. I was still flustered and was feeling embarrassed. I could barely opened my lips to say anything. The only thing I wanted to do, was to run as far from there as possible. But then again, no backing out till I get rejected.

Author's note Hi guys i hope your enjoying the book so far i Know there are a few grammatical errors and spelling mistakes in the book please bare with me as this is my first novel and i'm getting a feel for the editing ect. Thank you guys again for following the book and i hope you'll leave a review! DanahLouise x

Even the host had forgotten to speak. Matthew handed the roses to Christina, but feeling a sudden chill, she leaned back subconsciously, not taking his flowers. Matthew’s smile was warm as jade, and his voice was like the breeze in a spring rain. “Christina, I like you.” Christina could not help but shiver and rub the goosebumps on her arm. “Mr. Henderson, what do you like about me?” “Does one need a reason to like someone?” Matthew immediately began to flirt again.