Thug Love Books Novels & Stories

Rest I can guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books; if interested, do give a look over them: Can't help falling in love (Book 1)-Completed Purchased by the Mafia (Book 2)-Completed Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3)-Completed My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen (Book 4)-Completed ***** Her Unloved Mate (Book 1)- Completed My Bride is not a human (Book 2)-Completed Her Chosen Mate (Book 3)- Completed Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Book 4): Completed

Hi everyone, This is my love letter to you, *Giggles* Thank you so much for reading this book. I went through a wild emotional ride writing it. I love you all so much and I appreciate your support. If you enjoy my writing and are wondering what to read next, I got you. Mafia books on this platform: Take me I'm yours ( stalker romance) His secret wife (Marriage of convience) Werewolf books on this platform: The royally screwed Luna

He made a low, approving sound in his throat. “Such a good girl,” he murmured. “So wet for me already.” Then his fingers slipped beneath the lace. He didn’t rush. He stroked along her folds, slow and teasing, gathering her slickness on his fingertips before circling her clit with the lightest pressure. Once. Twice. Then firmer. Steady. Relentless. Bria’s voice cracked. The words blurred on the page. “…Catherine and Heathcliff are bound by something darker than love, something that—”

it's mafia book ,with pain betrayl , twist and cliffhangers, you will surely enjoy the book. Read with some jazz music on. hope you enjoy it. "lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins " "This 365 days will a hell for you my love " "This 365 days will be haven for my husband " "AUGUST 1" *daily updates* Chapters start from next page hd hc hv hb ih ii 9ib uv bv yi vi yc ug 8g ni 8o go hi uh no 8g ou n8o df gh bh bh gv c fr ft fg vg v vg vg gy gy gy

No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. The Forbidden Love Series will be slightly different from the ones I've written so far. The stories in this series are not connected to each other. They are each stand-alone stories, and all of them feature forbidden love. A Short Synopsis: Twenty-four-year-old Serenity Parker had always been in love with her older brother's best friend, Alexander Dawson who was two years older than her. Soon she found out that he was too interested in his underground fight clubs and

Love! A strange feeling. For some, the reason to live. For some, a painful memory. Just like the feeling when the first drop of honey touches the tip of the tongue, love can prove itself sweet. And just like bitter gourd, it can be too bitter at times. Love is really a strange thing. If it wants, it can make your heart prosperous, and if willing, it can ruin your life •••

At this point, I was fully satisfied with the thug I met. He was smart. I had seen it. Katlego would never get a hold of him. And this made me happy. It told me a tale of a free man who had his ways all the time. Whether straight or crooked, I was loving the roller coaster ride.

Maybe that makes me sounds like a psycho but it's truly the only time I feel anything. I go back to the frat house several hours later feeling very unsatisfied. I head up to my room and lock the door. I open my laptop and find myself searching Violet Shaw on F******k. I find her page but it’s blocked. I try i*******m and her profile is thankfully open.

Even if he is accused of stealing identity, then he can easily escape because there is no flaw in his identity. Now when she does not find anything worthy, she starts reading books there. There were different types of books and mostly were related to psychology, criminal psychology, law, economics, technology. There were also the magazines and newspapers which she found fresh. •• Opening the door of his car, he stepped outside and just walked inside the mansion after his men and the dogs greeted him.

The glossy jacket of a hard-cover library book sitting on the table with a paper marker sticking out of it caught his eye. Idly, he picked it up. Leeann must have got it to read during all those long hours -at the hospital. He’d never noticed his sister reading much except romance and mystery paperbacks. As he scanned the title, his blood began simmering. ‘What the . . .?’ he muttered. ‘Leeann!’ She appeared in the doorframe, her face reddening as she spotted the book in his hand. ‘Finding Your Family ?’ he asked, waving the book. ‘Who - I’m afraid to even guess - are you searching for?’