The Sweetest Thing Judith Mcnaught Novels & Stories

The man looked at Judith with narrowed eyes. "Ah, hearing you talk like that sounds very interesting. Tell me, darling! What offers do you have?" said Santiago. Judith looked at the man intently, right in the eyes. Then she took a deep breath and said, "I'll give you what you want most in your life." Judith paused her words for a moment to see Santiago's reaction. As Santiago's expression showed a deepening interest, she said again, "Eternal water."

She was the first to speak and her voice sounded like absolute music to him, the mixture of piano and violin, emotional and peaceful. “I hear you are a lover of wine, Pinot noir or merlot?” and that had done the trick, they had conversations about wines, champagnes, alcohols. Judith had done her research, the best way to win a man’s heart? Over take his passion and make it yours. The two danced in each other’s arms for held different conversations. Nicholas had learnt her name was Judith Alia, he had heard a lot about her but never for once had he thought, he’d have her in her arms. He had heard how much she loved her privacy and how much of a thief she was, oh but not of the bad kind, she c

Olivia thought she had her future mapped out. Four years ago, she fell in love with Noah—the charming college football star she believed would someday become her husband. After graduation, she left behind everything familiar to build a life with him, chasing ambitious careers and dreaming of the forever she was certain they shared. Then, in a single devastating moment, everything falls apart. Heartbroken and questioning every choice she's made, Olivia returns home and to the family that has always loved her unconditionally. But rebuilding her life means confronting a painful truth: somewhere between loving Noah and chasing their future, she lost pieces of herself. This time, she intends

We both leaned in at the same time and took a bite. The moment the hot sauce hit my tongue, I grinned. It was exactly as good as I remembered — sweet, tangy, with that perfect little kick. But Nyla’s reaction was even better. Her eyes widened dramatically, and she let out a little surprised moan as she chewed faster, fanning her mouth with her free hand. “Wow, it’s actually really nice!” she said, nodding enthusiastically, still chewing. “Even with chips! The sweetness hits first, then that little kick… it’s like my mouth is dancing!”

Xavier's pov “Anything else?” she asked, eyes on me, not the table. I shook my head once. “We’re good.” The waitress hesitated, then smiled wider before walking away, hips swinging like it was part of the job. Mockingbird by Eminem played softly in the background at the bar. Soft yellow lights washed over polished wood and leather seats. Josh sat across from me, one elbow on the table, fingers wrapped around a glass of Macallan 18. Same as mine. The bottle sat between us, already half empty. I hadn’t noticed when the waitress poured the last round. She was good at that.

Next to her was a younger woman who was also pregnant like me. “How did you find out, Ma’am?” Peter asked the older woman. She could not help but smile. “Because you look sweet,” she replied quickly. I shut my lips tight. Those few words made me slow down, but only for a moment. Sweet? Where is the sweet in there? “Where did you find your husband? I also want someone a husband as handsome as yours?” Suddenly a woman chuckled. I think she was with the pregnant woman who was in front of me.

I said softly and I saw Sinead's eyes dilated. "Miss Natasha, I don't understand, did you grow up in this orphanage? I thought you were from America." His eyes darted from the orphanage home to me. I shook my head softly and averted my gaze. "Never mind." I lean back to my chair. "Deliver them in the boot and if you are asked who is delivering it, tell them it is Natasha Wilbur." I knew none of them will be familiar with that name, they will only know she is a musician and not their Malinda Kristen.

Ahead of the table another mat lay but well decorated and coated. Mark Slater felt sugar for that moment. He thought of having the most precious thing in his world. He had always waited for an opportunity to pounce back or even surprise him like this even with consequences but it happen by chance. He had always wanted to reconcile with the land of Ura and make a treaty but approaching the matter was not promising.

" If you aren't associated with our enemies we will let you go .My name is Ruth by the way " "So you were following me " I stated and he gave me a sigh, " why ? I asked again , " We needed to make sure you weren't a threat " I wrapped my hands around myself and cried silently . ~&~ I had passed out in the car , I was given a nudge to wake up . I woke up to see a two story building , I realised it was a club . **

he asked me. “I don’t like sweets,” I replied casually and headed straight to the school cafeteria for snacks. “Do you know the sacrifices I made just to reach you, Josh? I followed you to the university you attended. I watched all your games. I always supported you in everything. And because you don’t like chocolates, I learned to bake for you. Do you know how happy I was when you first accepted what I baked for you? And I was almost fainting with joy when you first mentioned my name,” Bam cried to me. “And you know what? I knew that you only gave everything I gave you to your friends. For me, that was okay because what mattered was that you accepted them. I was already happy with that, Jos