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Gwen asked her. Maya sighed. "Maybe books are not for me after all," she said as she huffed out air. "Miss, what are you looking for? I have all kinds of interesting books," the man under the umbrella said warmly. "From fantasy, love, down to true and historical romance," he added with a smile as he brought out stack of books from under the stall. "I have it all, Miss," he said, smiling widely.

“Except you could make do with some company but in return, I must fix up this whole messy appearance for you.” I sighed and stared at my reflection. I did look terrible and I hadn't taken a shower for the day. Like I said, I wasn't a morning person so no judgments. “Fine,” I said. “We have a deal.” *** It was a pity only six of fifteen books were actually good. I was going to murder Beta Miles for recommending sock as romance books. This was one of the reasons I detested romance and I'm sorry, not sorry but I consider people who read romance books, funny people.

Biting my nail, I opened my Kindle app from my phone and scrolled through the romance novels. I’d never been a huge romance reader, more of fantasy and sci-fi, but it wouldn’t hurt, would it? To gain a little experience? I giggled to myself and opened up the first one with a buff guy on the front. I’ll just read a few chapters.

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.

Joy: yes you were invited, don't forget to go cherry: of course hunter: of course there are foods Zane: Dead hungry Cherry: such a pg seen by all Bryle joy: go to my wedding 3months from now bryle: okay congrats! joy: thank you When I finished replying to them, I fell asleep again because I was so tired. A/N: sorry for the wrong grammars

Hello readers!!! Just before we begin, it is important to let you all know that this book is a collection of 10 amazing romance stories all by BLAZE NUKKO. The end of each story only leads to the beginning of another love journey. Here is the sequence for the collection: 1. Marrying My Best Friend's Fiancee 2. Pure Lust 3. Mr Handsome's Addiction 4. All For The Baby 5. A Virgin for His Desires 6. Claimed By The Greek Lord

Hello, My Lovely Readers, I want to say thank you to everyone who saw this book to the end. I know it is very different from the other stories that can be found on this app. I enjoyed creating the world around Nyxara's nightmares, and I hope you enjoyed it as well. Thanks again for reading. Solange Daye

Love, Your witch mother" My stomach churned as I read the words. The second letter was a recipe for sweetened beef buns—my comfort food. I almost laughed at the absurdity of it all. Seduce Nolan. Become his queen. I felt the weight of the plan settling over me like chains. It was the only way out, but I didn’t want it. I didn’t want to manipulate anyone—least of all him. But the alternative was worse. As I sat there, fighting the rising panic, I heard footsteps in the corridor. I snuffed out the candle and pressed myself against the door, trying to quiet the storm in my chest. His scent filled the air before I heard him. Nolan was just outside my door.

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

I run my fingers over the titles, my heart aching in a way I cannot quite explain. Ten books. Ten brand-new, beautifully bound romance novels. Enough to last me the rest of the month, maybe longer. I arrange them on the table, one by one, my mind racing as I try to make sense of what this means. Why would Jaydon send me these? Why now?