Star-crossed Series Book Novels & Stories

Luke breaths out, his head turning to face me. I turn to face him. Our eyes are staring deeply into each other. My breathing has now become short puffs. "It's fine. I'm sorry I slapped you." I apologize. His stare is piercing and my mind is clouded, unable to focus on anything but him. His heated eyes fall down to my lips and he deliberately grazes his fingers against my own. And it's like a sudden pull as he hovers over me in a swift move. His lips hungrily capture mine.

Watch out for “Striking Blow.” (Strike Zone Book #2) This is Pearl and Antonio’s story. Filled with international intrigue and subterfuge. Striking Blow Colombo. Sri Lanka. Pearl needed directions—a map—a freaking GPS back to herself. Finding her worth again meant starting with a physical transformation. For starters, the blonde princess staring back at her in the mirror wasn’t real, and it was time to pack “socialite barbie” away in a dark drawer; time to step away from the two-hundred-dollar haircut and her designer lifestyle.

Emma let out a defeated sigh but decided to wear it after not finding any other suitable option. As she stretched her hand back to open her zipper, it hit something firm, followed by a waft of warm breath, sensually caressing the nape of her neck. Fear rushed through her veins, rendering her body motionless. He's here! "Husband and wife don't hide from each other," he whispered, his voice growing huskier as their bodies drew dangerously close. She inhaled sharply, and an enticing blend of his luxurious cologne, laced with a subtle note of alcohol, enveloped her senses.

“You’re perfectly safe here Aria. No one is going to touch you against your will. I will not let anything happen to you, I promise.” Slowly she lifted her eyes to me. “Ok.” Again her voice sounded defeated. “Good girl.” Patting the back of her hands I stood and moved towards the dresser. It had been stocked with the basics and I was sure I would find something suitable for her to wear. I was halfway across the room when I felt the air behind me move. But I didn’t have time to react before some hard and sharp ,hit me solidly on the side of my head. Blearily I half turned , blood blinding me to find Aria on her feet. A bloody stiletto in her hand and dripping my blood onto the rug.

Book 2: Random Wetness: Blurb: What would you do if, in the middle of a wild party, just trying to dance your heartbreak away over a colleague you secretly crave, then a stranger grabbed you from behind, bent you over so fast and started fucking. Just when you wanted to raise your voice, you started enjoying the pleasure….you leaving you too weak to stand? Yeah. That happened to me. Crushing on the dangerously handsome Kaelon Draven, who doesn’t even know I exist, has driven me to some very reckless choices: Like hiring a smug love doctor to cure my obsession. Like disguising myself as a man just to land a job in his company.

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. This is the third book of the Temptation Series. All the books under this series can be read as standalone books. This series deals with a series of passionate love stories of the Donnelly brothers with spin-offs, all having captivating plotlines to keep you interested till the end. Story Summary Twenty-two-year-old Alyssa Van Every is in a dilemma. Her close friend, Sienna, is marrying billionaire, Lucas Donnelly who, along with his brothers, happens to be her older

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Marretje adds when she sees me stare longer than necessary at the books; little does she know that I have less interest in reading. I have my hands on the drawing in no time, my fingers neatly trailing the stained, softened edges of the paper. Something about the rough sketch etches a feeling of familiarity with it, but I am not certain if Katelyn once showed it to me. Without warning, my head pulls back and my hands freeze, a bright white light flashing in front of my eyes before I could blink twice. My neck seems to snap from the force that is. I am lost—somewhere in a cold acre full of ice and snow, so much snow that I struggle to keep my legs steady.

There was no mistaking it: he was staring at her when he said it. Scarlet’s heart raced. She glanced over at Maria, wondering if she’d seen it. Luckily, Maria, nervous, had her head buried in her book, looking down, too nervous to look up at Sage. She hadn’t seen it. But Scarlet had. Sage was reading his lines to her. Scarlet. “Saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss,” Scarlet read. She couldn’t help it: as she read the lines, she found herself looking back at Sage, reading them to him.