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The windows faced the gardens, and the morning light was golden and warm and poured across the reading chairs like honey. She ran her fingers along the spines. Classics, histories, business books that probably belonged to Alexander. Nothing that looked even remotely interesting. “Where do they keep the fun books?” She moved to a different shelf where the light didn't quite reach. There were older volumes here—paperbacks mixed with hardcovers, spines cracked from actual use instead of just decoration. “This is more like it.” She crouched down, scanning titles. A thriller, a mystery and finally a romance with a cover so embarrassingly dramatic she almost laughed out loud. She reached for it an

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Rosie never thought the magick of love might be her downfall… But Caleb wants this unusual woman more than he ever imagined he would. Can he convince her his heart is true before he loses her forever? Awakening: A Paranormal Romantic Thriller Collection Genre: Paranormal Mystery/Thriller with Romantic and Visionary Elements Enter a world where nightmares exist. If you do wake up, you may find it’s not a dream at all… A MISPLACED LIFE Death is only the beginning… Alexa Hamilton is having a bad week. She just died.

a familiar voice drawled, “you got lost and stumbled in here looking for more romcoms.” I turned sharply to see Enzo leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, his eyes flicking to the books in my hands. He didn’t even try to hide the smirk spreading across his face. “They’re not romcoms,” I said defensively. He pushed off the doorway and strolled closer, plucking the top book off my stack without asking. His brow arched as he glanced at the cover. “Right. And this one about two rival bakers falling in love is clearly a political thriller.”

I was certain he could read me like an open book if he kept staring at me with such intensity. Looping my hands around his shoulder, I buried my face in the crook of his neck, and he slammed deeper and harder into me, not holding back. “Oh, my god,” ripped out of my throat, followed by a desperate, “Adonis, please.” His thrusts hit a knot inside me, and I knew I was close to something marvellous, yet heartbreaking at the same time. “Fuck,” he rasped, biting down my throat. “Are you on the pill?”

Title: The Lie Genre: Romantic Fiction Plot Idea: Aurora "Rory" Thompson, a successful event planner, falls for her client, Julian Blackwood, a charming and wealthy businessman. As their relationship deepens, Rory discovers a shocking secret: Julian's entire identity is a fabrication. Torn between her love for him and her outrage at his deception, Rory must navigate the complex web of lies and uncover the truth about Julian's past. Chapter 1 Aurora "Rory" Thompson stared at the sleek, black business card on her desk. Julian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. She had never heard of him or his company, but the hefty retainer f*e he offered to plan his charity gala was too enticing to res

Why the East Wing library after midnight? As an analyst, her brain was trained to identify statistical anomalies and irregular data patterns. Section 12 was a massive, flashing red warning light. A man like Elias Thorne did not create a legal penalty capable of bankrupting a multi-million dollar corporation just to protect a collection of rare, first-edition books. He was hiding something. Something dark, something deeply compromised, and he had built a forty-page legal cage specifically to keep her from finding it. A sudden, violent flash of lightning illuminated the entire office, casting long, skeletal shadows across the desk.

Why does he have to be so damn dangerously sexy? My hand moved downward again, slower this time. I slipped it under my shorts, fingers brushing over my already damp panties. A soft sigh escaped me as I started touching myself, imagining it was Ezekiel’s hands instead of mine. Imagining him fresh out of the pool, still wet, pressing me against the wall and kissing me like he couldn’t get enough. My fingers moved faster, circling my clit as heat built between my legs. I bit my lip to stay quiet, but soft whimpers still slipped out. The necklace felt cool against my skin, a reminder that he had thought about me. That he had picked this out for me.

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.