Romance Novels Colleen Hoover Novels & Stories

Information was power, and I would gather every scrap I could. But beneath the political talk, I felt Ronan's presence like a constant heat. His hand remained on my thigh, stroking slowly, possessively. Every so often, his fingers would creep higher, brushing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. I kept my face neutral, even as my pulse quickened. By the time the council dispersed, I was trembling with a mixture of anger and arousal. Ronan leaned in, his lips brushing my ear. "You did well. I'll reward you tonight."

Please be prepared. My heart raced as I opened my system inventory and found a pair of red heels inside. I selected 'claim', and in the next second, Ximena appeared right in front of me. "Hubby?" she called out, and I smiled at her. "Ximena… Welcome to my world."

There were racks of clothes. My father was standing by the window, talking into a phone. He looked at me and pointed to a chair. "Sit. We don't have much time." I sat. A woman with a headset walked over to me. "I'm Abby from the PR team. We need to move fast. The morning news cycle starts in six hours. We need the “Proof of Romance” package ready by then." "Proof of romance?" I asked. My voice felt dry. "Chloe is in the dressing room," Abby said, ignoring my question. "She’s ready. We’re going to do three sets of photos. One casual, one semi formal, and one official.”

’ face. They probably think I’m talking to Rome. And I’ve ignored every text from Rome since the pre Halloween party. It’s 12:35, when he calls. I swear for the first five minutes he didn’t call I freaked out. “Hey.” “Hey” I whisper. “So um…. I was on your page on I*, and I saw a photo of you and this girl…..Vanya? Who’s she?” “She’s my friend. Why?” “Does she know that?”

She knew these people from nowhere and they've already done so much for her. "You're welcome, dear. I also brought some books for you to read. I felt you might be bored." Clarice said as she brought out some novels from a bag. There were about four of them so she handed them to Raina. "Thank you so much. I'm sure I'll enjoy them." Raina said as she checked out the novels one by one, paying more attention to the title, synopsis, author of each book. "Hope Adriana did not cause you any trouble? and thanks for the clothes." Raina said as she noticed the beautiful dress her daughter was wearing.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

It was so hard for her to accept or to even think that so ruthless mafia can hold back his desires and didn't for once touch another woman. Without realising a small smile appeared on her lips feeling so happy and special. The man who resisted the temptation of so many women was crazily wanted to have her. Only her. Because like he said. For him. She's the only one. His love. His princess. His queen. Her smile widened even more while entering the bathroom happily. Meanwhile. "Damon are you sure. Because this plan is seriously too much dangerous." Ryan said while Ken and Maxwell nodded their heads in affirmation.

N/B: This chapter contains Somnophilia/NonCon. Somnophilia: sexual fantasy involving someone who’s asleep or unconscious. If this isn’t your vibe, please skip. Cole Pacing in front of her door, I exhale a nervous breath. It’s early in the morning. I had gone for a long run to burn off the anger and shock from last night. Once it faded, I realized she was right. I was a coward. Harper had done the one thing I’d dreamt about from the first day I met her, she’d been brave enough to reach for what she wanted, and I had shamed her for it.

"All right, let me tell you about Colt's charm. He's a really popular guy. There is hardly anyone in the whole university who doesn't know him. Let's not talk about the past. Just last year, there was a junior girl who was quite decent-looking. She was a bit shorter than you, and not as pretty. But she was okay. "One day, when queuing for food in the cafeteria, she accidentally bumped into Colt. Without any hesitation, Colt kicked her out, quite literally. She couldn't get up for a long time. It happened right at the entrance of the cafeteria, in front of the students and lecturers. She lost all her pride that day." During the summer break, while I was recovering from my injuries, I read qui