The Sweetest Thing Judith Mcnaught Novels & Stories

My heart is broken. Judith looks over my shoulder, seeing the pair embrace, frowns, then looks back at me. “Of all people, why her?” She asks. “It doesn’t matter now, does it? Such a wonderful guy with such a horrible-mannered girl.” I shake my head. Per usual, the sound of midnight rings through the room. The last chime brings a scent of unbearable sweetness, much like standing in a candy shop with fans blowing all the different sugar sweets into your face. Immediately I cover my nose with my hand. “Do you smell your mate?” Judith asks, getting closer to me. Nava sees the reaction and immediately springs to my side. “Is it your mate?” She asks.

"Those of you saying Madam isn't with Mr. Fordham are just jealous! Look at the vibe and body language. If they're not together, I'll livestream myself washing my hair upside down!" "Madam truly dotes on him. Honestly, I'm jealous." "This is too sweet. I need to binge some romance novels now. A relationship advice livestreamer and a wealthy heir, what a combo." "This is way more pleasant than watching her scumbag ex flaunt his lover." "Exactly! Who actually thinks that a mistress and a cheating man showing off online is sweet? Anyone praising them must have a warped sense of morals." "Like father, like son. Jonathan's father cheated too. Last I heard, he's no longer with his mistress either.

Judah never told me anything about his past. "You see, he puts on this tough guy act and he's got all these walls built around him. But, deep down, he’s a sweet kid and he has a really good heart—" "Ma, are we done here? Blondie has other places to be!" Judah chimed in suddenly, cutting his mom from her train of thought. I didn't even notice him coming back inside. "Oh, of course. Sorry for keeping you here for so long," Jenny smiled sweetly at me.

But James was lost to her sweet blood. Not once did Grace experience any pain, but the pleasure, oh, hell, the pleasure…exactly as she’d imagined, beautiful, sweet, pure in the most erotic way. The missing piece to the puzzle of her life. Heaven. It was heaven.

he said. While the two talked about the security of the place, Jojo and Nill were busy opening the bags that he had come with. “My favorite,” Jojo said, looking at a packet of salted potato chips. She liked them so much. Finn hadn't forgotten about it when he came. Finn saw the expression on her face and smiled. He liked seeing her happy. “Do you think they will be safe?” The old man asked. He had seen how well Finn treated Jojo. So he knew that he loved her very much.

Then, without planning to, I ask a question that surprises even me. “What is your favorite thing?” She turns her head toward me, clearly caught off guard. “My favorite thing?” she repeats. “Yes.” She thinks for a moment, then answers softly. “Quiet mornings. When everything is still and no one needs anything from me yet. Just coffee and silence.” The answer is simple, but it hits me harder than I expect. I glance at her again. The streetlights catch the side of her face and the way the dress clings to her body. I keep my eyes on the road and tell myself again to focus.

After last night’s argument with Noah, my stomach felt tight coming here , but I wasn’t about to let him intimidate me. Judith was already waiting near the entrance, smiling like she’d just seen her best friend. She wrapped me in a quick hug, her perfume strong and almost too sweet. “Elina! It’s so good to see you again,” she said warmly. I smiled politely, even though something about Judith always felt… calculated. “You too. How’s work been?” “Oh, you know, busy keeping Noah from working himself to death,” she laughed. “You look great, by the way.”

Hello lovely fans. Thank you for always supporting me. Let’s see what happens today! Once the apple of her parents’ eyes The heir to the pack Petra’s angel goddaughter Now Warinth’s new friend Because of her bravery She leaves her protective cocoon And our angel is taken Straight to hell! PenaciousShewa

he muttered to himself. "Who's she?" Ethan asked Ava who was chewing a gum, as he watched Snow walk towards the stern girl. "Oh she?" Ava looked towards the direction they had gone. "That's Judith; she's our M.D corp," Ava revealed. "She's so....," Suzanne searched for the right word. "Beautiful?" Ashley offered, smiling again. "Not that," Suzanne shook her head. "It's just that she's--" "She's stuck up, that's what!" Luke said and snorted.

"The girl Max suddenly can't shut up about." Max stared at him. "Jude." "What? I'm just being friendly." I looked at Max. "Do you talk about me?" "No." Jude laughed. "That's a lie." Max sat down. I sat across from them. Jude was interesting. Unlike Max, he didn't try to hide what he thought. His eyes were observant. Sharp. And at that moment, he was studying me. "So," he said. "So?" "Nothing." I smiled. "That's Max's line."