Uris Novel 18 Novels & Stories

Cole's PoV Tuesday 22nd January 2019 ********************************* I wake up this morning with a spring in my step. I happily go downstairs and eat my breakfast with my dad and Adam. I even make conversation and wish them a good day! The reason I'm in such a good mood is the one and only Nathan Murray. I stayed up late last night texting him and it was amazing. The conversation started off slow as we both were cautious of what to say but by ten o'clock that night I found out so much about the man I've been lusting over. We share the same taste in music—our favourite band being Queen—and we both love Italian food. We then decided to FaceTime and sleepy Nathan is definitely a sexy sight. H

I'll announce the release of Volume 2 on my @I*******m and @F******k. https://api.goodnovel.com/book_info/21000010838/Werewolf/The-Luna-s-Revenge-Volume-1 Enjoying the book so far? Connect with me on I*******m- (Ulric Efukor_._The Author) and on my F******k page- (Ulric Efukor_._The Author) to get sneak peeks at the next chapters in the next volume, check out the trailer and keep up with updates. Here's my email address- ulricefukor123@g***l.com.

It's finally here! Finding Us, formerly known as ‘Crazy About Boys | Finding The One’ when it was originally written on Wattpad, is a New Adult Fiction novel, which is a subgenre of Romance. Since there isn't a New Adult Fiction tag, I'm forced to use the Romance tag. However, there isn't much of a difference, except the aforementioned explains the book better.

“My granddaughter has suffered a lot in the past; her story is not so simple. I only hope you can overcome everything that is yet to come.” With that, and before the alpha can reply, a click at the door and a strange presence make the hairs on Uriel’s neck stand on end. He turns slightly but recomposes himself before fully turning, keeping his eyes fixed on Connor. His mind races, searching, probing deeper, trying to penetrate his thoughts, but he can’t. Why? Could it be…?

“ Why? “ They seemed so eager to know so much that I was suddenly shy. “ Oh, you're shy of the men; now go out, Hanson and Kenan. “ Jules pushed the two men out and shut the door. Leaving me with Her, Uriel, and a half-asleep Polinette. “ You said you didn't know Orion before he rejected you, but your wolf couldn't accept the rejection!?” Jules let out a happy squeal at the prospect of remembering every detail I'd told them. I nodded. “ Are you sure you didn't mate with Tristan because a part of you loves Orion even though you didn't have anything intimate or closeness before he rejected you?” Uriel asked, crossing her legs to show interest. Looking at her, she really resembled my mom.

So basically, the places in this book are made up even though the book is nothing like fantasy, it's just your average billionaire erotic BDSM romance involving a Billionaire, obviously and a naive little do gooder woman who thought she was all that, so don't go looking for my made up places okay sweeties? Okay that's done! Get ready for a slow burn and watch Rachel Rivers lose her head. Let's get into this story that I am so glad to share!!

Anita would spend hours browsing the internet until finally, she clicked on a link that changed her life. "mmmm, what is this, on my feed?" Anita mused as she slowed her scrolling to a stop, on the top of her feed there was a novel that was recommended to her by one of her F******k friends. The cover displayed a man and woman that were intimately intertwined, and on the woman's wrist were chains, and in the man's hand, there was a red riding crop. The novel instantly caught Anita's interest, she was not a virgin but she was innocent still in many ways so seeing the cover of this book piqued her interest so she gave it a chance, and this one fateful moment in time ended up opening her eyes to

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

Self care was a high priority in her book. Speaking of books, she wondered how her new, beautiful blonde friend was getting on with her manual covering the basics of art. If Hollis hadn’t shown so much interest in their doodling, Whitney would’ve sworn she’d only jumped at the chance to borrow the book so they could see each other again. The idea alone had her heart racing as she carefully stepped out of the stand up shower and onto a freshly washed sunflower printed bath mat. Recalling how giddy she’d felt when Hollis disclosed her sexuality at the bar made Whitney cringe for a second.

The burden of their secret pressed against her from every direction, rendering each inhalation labored, each footfall deliberate and cautious. She kept mostly to her room, dodging any real conversation with her father and feigning normalcy with practiced care. But she understood the truth: normal had vanished forever. Her phone vibrated repeatedly with messages from Julian—short, enigmatic, laced with command. She devoured each one, letting them reel her further into the labyrinth of their illicit connection, even while a quiet part of her yearned for release. “I’ll be back late tonight. No questions. We need to speak.”