Novel & Cerita That Sik Love Book

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The plan was a solid one, one which was bound to be a success. The only problem I had to deal with was Arya and the annoying girl who always followed her around. How was I going to get rid of the two? I had to find a way and find one quickly. So I excused myself from Paige's company and went to my 'beloved' sister's tent. She was reading the dead old witch's spell book as usual. I stood behind trying to get a glimpse of what she was reading. It was a spell on how to find true love and my eyes widened at the ingredients needed. I snatched the book from her hands and dumped it into a bucket of water she'd placed near her bed. She let out a scream and rushed to save the book but I grabbed the h

She wanted answers. But I hid. Then I met Brinda. “I do not love you nor will I ever love you. Get that!” I spat. “Well then, do you want your precious little lover in exchange for The Black Book?” She asked. A wild laughter tore through my throat. “Do you believe that I am gonna believe a crazy bitch like you? Seriously? You telling me that you kidnapped Brinda is absurd.” “So, you admit she's your lover, hun? Love. Sweet. Love.” She punctuated very remark with caution, her tone filled with mockery. “If you want to see her alive, get the fucking Black Book out.”

he answered, and this just made me even more curious to ask him more questions. “Even though you can order it, but then it would take days for it to get here and you need it right now, so you had to come here,” I answered, giving him an explanation, and he nodded in agreement, immediately locking in. “What’s the name of this book?” I asked, and he swallowed. “Just an old classic historical romance book; Rebellious Love by Maura Seger,” he answered, and I slowly nodded. “Okay then,” I said as I took slow steps away from him.

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Siku called his name in a whisper, her gaze expressed, anger, desire and pain. Peter took the glass from her hand and placed it back on the table. She was immediately broken, collapsing into his arms. Peter wrapped one hand around her waist and with the other, he lifted her head to stare at her face. He lowered his head and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Siku responded to his kiss wrapping her hand around his neck and surrendering her body to his. He carried her to the bed, whose sheets she had removed, and laid her on it. He took his clothes off and stripped her of her clothes too. They two locked their bodies, enjoying each other in passion.

I just wanted to torture you, but I didn't expect this reaction from you. My love, are you serious? Yes, I won't give up on you. We just need to talk more about everything you told me. Yes, but not now. Right now, I want something else. He lifts me up and takes me to my room, where he gently places me on the bed and unbuttons his shirt that I'm wearing. He starts kissing me and slowly moves down, kissing every inch of my body, making me moan with desire. This man has a supernatural power over my body that I can't explain, and I can't be without him. I can't be without his touch. I know there's a child involved, but I know he will love and take care of his child. But no one is obligated to ge

When I stepped outside, I found Debra kneeling on the ground, trembling like a leaf. "Please, White Lion, don't kill me!" Seeing her in that state, I couldn't help but smirk. She looked up, frowned, and said, "Julie? What are you doing here?" Edward turned to me. "You two know each other?" I shook my head. "Never seen her before." Edward's eyes immediately filled with killing intent. Debra flinched at the sight of his razor-sharp claws and screamed, "Sister! Please don't let him kill me! I came all this way to save you!"

It needs timing and sometimes, even that isn’t enough. But… second chances? Those belong to the brave. Thank you for reading, for feeling, for staying. And tell me? Do you believe some love stories deserve a second ending… or should some doors stay closed forever? With love, Silly Hearty. And please, please🥹 read my second book, it is called Second Chance Mate: The Biker Alpha Who Claimed Me Twice

After that, I would stroll through Roselle Street, but I always felt lonely, like I was missing something. That was until I entered a bookshop and saw Jonathan reading in the corner. He was surrounded by tall piles of books. He set every book he finished reading on one side before moving on to another. He seemed content in his world of ink and paper and looked like nothing could intrude on his peace. I grew curious and asked the old man who ran the bookshop about him. The old man clicked his tongue and replied, "That young man has come here three days in a row. He sits here from morning until nightfall, and he even skips meals sometimes."