E.E.Asuquo Novelz
E.E.Asuquo Novelz's Books(2)
Don't Tell My Secret no
Adventure "JAMES, I loved your last crime novel it's been a huge success."
"Thank you; Fire Games took quite a while to write."
James Buxton sat opposite his publicist, Amanda Daltry, a woman who was twenty-
years his senior. By interviewing other authors, he discovered she was in her early forties.
Somehow, she always managed to get what she wanted. In the four years since they met,
she talked straight to the point. She saw things in black and white. A writer either liked or
loathed her.
James sat on the fence.
He respected Amanda for the business-woman she portrayed, and he hated her at the
same time. The only place they ever talked happened to be in her office after he'd finished
a book. Since their first meeting, he'd seen her out at night only twice. The first time
happened by accident when his close friends insisted he go with them to a Melbourne
nightclub. He saw Amanda sitting at a table amongst five ladies. She held a wine glass
firmly in her hand. The second time they crossed paths he was sitting in his BMW
convertible, watching her kissing some bloke in a car at a supermarket carpark. He felt
surprised she opened the passenger door to the Mercedes sports car and walked off into the
night, seeing how the drizzle had changed to rain. What surprised him even more; Amanda
didn't look back at the car. He thought she would change her mind when the driver started
the engine. Then he thought she'd wait for the car to draw level with her. Neither guess
happened to be correct. The car completed a slow U-turn. At speed the vehicle was driven
down the road. It didn't take long for the engine noise to fade and the tail lights to vanish.
James sat in the driver's seat of his car thinking about the scene. A crime novel began
to unravel in his mind. It was something he'd always been able to do quite easily. He
finally made up his mind Amanda must have been ending an affair, though speculation
always got him into trouble.
Sitting further back in the office chair, Amanda's mini-skirt shortened. She eyeballed
James through brown eyes. He saw her frown and flick a few strands of long blonde hair
from her face.
James used an even pace to walk across the thick cream coloured carpet to the window.
He stood watching the cars buzzing past in the Melbourne CBD. He loved the city for the
rush. When he needed to, he'd sit at his favorite café observing people going through their
daily life while he waited for inspiration to start a new novel. He didn't have the courage to
tell Amanda he'd slipped into the vortex of the dreaded writer's block.
James turned from the window to focus on Amanda. "From the first day we met, you
represented someone who never gets nervous about anything. Today you seem on edge
over something?" You might like
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Mercy Kay For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Married To The Arrogant CEO
SarahBlythe. "I want a divorce Noah", I said to him. My heart beating and knees weak. I was scared of how he would react.
'He should be happy right? I mean I am giving him a way out of the bondage of a marriage', I said to myself.
Noah expression darkened and I could see his jaw tighten. He stood up and took slow steady steps towards me with both hands in his pocket.
I immediately got scared and moved backwards.
Noah Wellesley isn't the abusive type but he hates me to the bone, I wasn't sure what he is capable of.
"Wh-what are you doing?", I asked, still moving backwards. Before approaching him for the request of divorce, I promised to be strong and not to let him intimidate me but... he is Noah Wellesley, the only man I have loved, and maybe still love.
"What did you say?", He growled and I flinched.
"I want to end this sham of a marriage, shouldn't you be happy?!", I suddenly found the courage to speak back.
"And what makes you think I would be happy if we divorce?", He uttered and my brows furrowed.
What did he mean by that?
I stopped moving and he soon caught up to me, his eyes dancing on my lips and I saw the hidden feelings in his eyes.
'Why is he like this?', I asked myself. Divorced Barren Mother Gives Birth To Six Babies
Author Feathers Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary.
When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan.
Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city.
She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club.
Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them. My Stepbrother, My Ruin
Daisy_D "I knew he was trouble the moment I walked into our shared house. The way his hands gripped my waist when no one was looking, the way his voice dipped when he said my name, it wasn't just wrong, it was dangerous. He wasn't just my stepbrother, he was my undoing."
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All Evie Hayes wanted was to finish her college degree in peace, far from the chaos of her past. But when she moves into her stepfather's house near Ravencrest University, she finds herself stuck with Ryder Kingsley, her stepbrother and the school's golden boy.
Ryder is everything she's sworn to avoid, arrogant, infuriatingly handsome, and completely off-limits.
When late-night arguments turn into stolen touches, their forbidden connection becomes impossible to ignore. But in a world where secrets don't stay hidden, someone's bound to uncover the truth.
And when they do, Ryder and Evie will have to decide if the risk is worth the ruin.
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