Novel & Cerita Thriller Romance Novel

said Rian who was just about to call one of the coffee shop employees, before Yara interrupted him with an order to her mother's employee to get Rian's experimental coffee from the refrigerator. "I'm getting ready to listen to her vent, she even wants to poison me," Rian grumbled. "This one is delicious, I swear. I guess I really have to break my heart before my coffee recipe can work." Rian received a glass of coconut milk coffee, the latest menu from Yara's experiment. After taking a sip, Rian nodded in agreement with Yara's previous words. "What's the reason he dumped you?" Rian asked curiously. "Shouldn't you be the one who dumped him? I've told you all along that he often takes advantag

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“I’m not as shameless as you! I simply can’t bear to see you acting all bold and confident while stealing someone else’s fiancé. It’s another story if you love Michael, but you’re just using him for revenge. Your twisted personality makes you jealous of others' happiness!” Infuriated, Suzy could not care less about speaking politely. “You’re calling me a third party, but aren’t you a homewrecker yourself? Do you think you’re nobler than me?” What was this about? Could people not tell right from wrong anymore? Even a homewrecker was starting to seek justice for another homewrecker. “I’ve never called myself noble and I wish you’ll not pretend to be that in front of me. I’ve seen many disgusti

only butler Dexter is allowed and he is responsible for its cleaning and management. DAVID thought ..that the" Food and romance bloom together at candle light dinners. Right from star stud skies roof-top to enigmatic indoor spaces the city of Pearls has it all. whether it’s simply savoring the local cuisine or sipping on wine while overlooking the exotica, nothing can beat the experience of having a meal and being ‘high’ enough to feel the romance." He wanted her to know how much she means to him and she will always belongs to him... AFTER SOMETIME...

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“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

The massive, black SUV was a fortress hurtling through the frozen Russian night. Inside, the world narrowed to the desperate, beating rhythm between Hades and Claudine. All the tension of the chase, the four days of running, crashed down into a single, overwhelming need. Claudine spun around on the plush leather, her eyes blazing with a mix of fear and relief. She didn't whisper; she demanded her anchor. "Remind me I'm safe," she choked out, hauling his large body toward her. The kiss was not romantic; it was a violent, hungry collision—a fight for ownership and survival.

My body arched to meet his, and with every thrust, something electric sparked under my skin. "Nathan," his name escaped my lips in a trembling whisper. I wasn't sure if I was begging him to slow down or go faster. Our breathing filled the room, mixing with soft moans and gasps. His scent surrounded me completely, and something deep inside me felt like it was breaking apart and reforming all at once. After what felt like forever, I noticed his movements becoming more urgent, more desperate. I could feel him growing tenser inside me. He groaned and trembled above me, lost in sensations I was only beginning to understand.

Her thighs trembled, and damp heat pooled in intimate places, because now she knew just how thorough his mouth and tongue would feel between her legs. So many carnal sensations collided inside of her, and she started to pant, right on the verge of climaxing . . . and how was that even possible from simple kisses to her neck?Incredibly erotic kisses, but still, getting this revved up, this quickly, was not the norm for her. “Rylan” she gasped, shifting her bottom restlessly against what she wanted the most. Him. Inside her. Easing the ache he’d ignited. “You’re making me so . . .” She couldn’t bring herself to be that bold and say something so explicit.

My childhood friend promised to marry me once we came of age — but at my wedding ceremony, he gave my wedding ring to my stepsister, Summer Hugh. At the time, it was Victor Lowell, the fearsome mafia heir, who saved me by publicly announcing he had loved me for years. In the five years we had been married, he would fulfill every wish I had, even those I mentioned offhand. I truly believed I was the center of his world. All that changed when I stumbled across a top-secret folder as I was cleaning his bookshelf. The very first page was a file on Summer, with three red words printed in bold, “Top protection priority.”