Novels by Purity western

As they walked out of the kitchen, Harry and Noval were suddenly interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. They both turned to see Harry's mom walking into the house, a look of surprise on her face.Harry and Noval were taken aback, unsure of what to expect. Harry's mom scanned the room, her eyes settling on her son and the girl standing beside him. She raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable."Who is she?" Harry's mom asked, her voice down but polite. Noval was about to introduce herself as Harry's friend, but before she could say a word, Harry cut in."She's my girlfriend, Mom," Harry said, a charming smile spreading across his face. Noval's eyes widened in surprise, but before she could react, Harry pinched her arm and whispered into her ear."Play along, Noval. My mom is cold towards strangers. She hates seeing new faces in our house, so just go with it, okay?" Noval nodded, still feeling a bit stunned.Harry's mom looked at Noval with a critical eye, her expression

> The next morning: harry house

"Jackson," she whispered, her voice husky, as she reached out and grabbed Harry, holding him tight. Harry's eyes widened in surprise as Noval pulled him closer, her lips pressing against his in a drunken kiss. For a moment, Harry was taken aback, unsure of how to react. But as the kiss deepened, he felt a spark of attraction, despite himself. They kissed for a minute, the tension between them palpable.But then Harry came to his senses, gently pulling away from Noval. She fell back onto the couch, her eyes closing in exhaustion. Harry's eyes were wide open, his heart racing with surprise.He looked down at her, feeling a mix of emotions. He didn't know what to make of what had just happened. Despite the confusion, he felt a pang of tenderness towards Noval and leaned down to kiss her on her cheek."Good night," he whispered, before picking up a blanket and heading to the living room to sleep on the couch. As he lay down, he couldn't shake off the feeling.Harry lay on the

The bar staff looked over at Noval, who was now slumped against the wall, her eyes closed. He shook his head, feeling a mix of concern and frustration. Suddenly Noval approached the staff, her eyes shining with a mischievous glint. "Turn up the music!" she shouted to the bar staff, her voice slurred from the drinks she'd had. "I want to dance!"The bar staff, a mixture of amused and concerned expressions on their faces, looked at each other hesitantly. One of them, the sales boy, spoke up. "I'm sorry, Ma, but we're closed. We can't turn up the music anymore."But Noval was insistent. She pounded her fist on the counter, her eyes flashing with determination. "I don't care! I want to dance! Turn it up!" she shouted, her voice growing louder and more belligerent.A few minutes later Harry pulled up to the bar, his heart racing with concern. He had been worried about Noval, and the bar staff's words had only heightened his anxiety. He jumped out of the car and rushed into the bar, scanni

Noval stood outside Jackson's gate, her slender figure accentuated by the sleek, red sports car parked beside her. She wore a provocative outfit, her curves spilling out of the tight, black dress that barely covered her. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall, and her full lips were painted a deep, crimson red.As Jackson pulled up to the gate, Noval turned to face him, a sly smile spreading across her face. She struck a pose, one hand on her hip and the other leaning against the car, showcasing her ample assets.Jackson's eyes narrowed slightly as he took in Noval's provocative attire. He raised an eyebrow, his tone neutral. "What are you doing outside my gate, Noval?" he asked, his voice loud but controlled.Noval's smile deepened, and she took a step closer to Jackson, her eyes locked on his. "I went to your office, but I was told you weren't in yet," she purred, her voice husky. "So, I decided to wait for you here." I heard what happened between you

~~~~~~~~~~Jackson stood outside the door, his arms laden with gifts for Anna. He had been feeling remorseful for his past mistakes, and he hoped that these gifts would be a step towards making amends. With a deep breath, he knocked on the door, hoping to see Anna and start the process of healing their relationship.Mrs. Clare answered the door, a sympathetic expression on her face. "Hello, Jackson. I'm afraid Anna is already at work. You should come back later."Jackson's face fell, his plans foiled. He had been looking forward to seeing Anna all day. "Work? Which work?" he asked, his confusion evident. "Why is she working in the first place?" He hadn't known that Anna had taken on a job, and he felt a pang of guilt for not being aware of her needs.Mrs. Clare's expression turned solemn. "Hmmm...she's working at a restaurant, Jackson. I think she's tired of staying indoors, and she needs to earn some money for herself and the child." Her voice was gentle, but the implication was clea