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For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade. "The wedding's next month," he said. "Nora needs a bridesmaid." Nora Hunter. The girl who had shown up out of the blue three months ago, 20 and all sunshine with her blonde hair and blue eyes, clueless about the shadows in the world. Francis had welcomed her into the mansion, showered her with jewels, and paraded her around at every high-society event. Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else.

Raquel's POV Where do writers get their inspiration? This is the most common question I have been asked for years. I am Raquel Peterson, one of the bestselling authors of romance novels. I am not in a relationship with anyone so people are puzzled where I get my inspirations. I had my first book published when I was twenty and since then I have twelve more books published. I may have found what the readers love and I was able to create a fantasy that they all fall for. My books weren’t merely on paper but were made into movies and TV series.

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📚LA COLÈRE D'UNE FEMME AMOUREUSE 📚MARIAM SÔ 📚MA VIE 📚MA BELLE FAMILLE 📚OBSESSION CACHÉE 📚PAMELA PARDONNE MOI 📚 Du Paradis pour L'ENFER 📚 La femme de Ma galère 📚 TOI et Moi Pour la Vie ( En Pré commande 📚 Corazón separables ( Coeur inséparables) À paraître 📚 Le Trône ( À paraître) 📚 Le Procès ( À Paraître) ✍️Auteur : Judi le Romantique Plume✍️

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Peyton frowned at her. "I'm saying take as much time checking out your flesh-and-blood guys as you do creating the make-believe ones." Grace gave her a sympathetic smile. "I get the feeling sometimes you think it's so important for a romance author to have the perfect guy that you don't spend enough time looking below the surface." Was the woman right? Was she so desperate to show the world she had a guy better than the ones she created that she leaped before she looked? Well, that was a depressing thought.

A coffee addict and cat lover, Iris Morland writes sexy and funny contemporary romances. If she's not reading or writing, she enjoys binging on Netflix shows and cooking something delicious. Stay in touch! irismorland.com Iris Morland’s Mermaids Newsletter Facebook Twitter BookBub Goodreads Instagram

For those who are looking for a dark romance about a very morally grey alpha with black cat vibes where the MMC makes the FMC earn her freedom, read Buttons and Lace now. And for my romantasy readers, I also write dark fantasy romance under Penelope Barsetti. My newest release is The Death King, a necromancer intent on revenge...and will unalive anyone who touches his woman.

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

“Uhmm, do I have a wolf or something? How do I know if he's my mate? What's if he's not my mate?.” Aunt Dolores smiled, “All of those questions would be answered by you when you sign the contract.” We stood together in the herb garden as the morning sun climbed higher. The scent of lavender and rosemary wrapped around us like a blessing. My scar had cooled beneath the habit. The slickness between my thighs remained, a final echo of the night before, but it felt distant now. I had made my choice. I had closed the door on ShadowKing and opened another toward something that might heal me instead of breaking me further.