Zara Howard Laughter bubbled up inside me as I savored a bite of garlic bread, adding to the hilarity of the situation. The atmosphere at the dining table was beyond awkward – Asher, Sienna, Mrs. Costanza, and I trying to navigate our way through this fabricated charade.The plan to make the dinner uncomfortable and awkward had worked like a charm. Sienna and Mrs. Costanza couldn't help but exchange puzzled glances, wondering why Asher and I weren't even making eye contact, let alone speaking to each other.Sienna finally broke the uneasy silence, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Okay, what's going on here?" she asked, her eyes darting between Asher and me as we sat there, mid-bite.Asher played his part perfectly as I could hear his annoyance with his mother's persistence. "Nothing, Mom. Just drop it," he muttered in a low voice, pointing at her plate as a signal to continue eating.Sienna's motherly intuition kicked in, and she couldn't help but probe further. "Have I push
Zara Howard I found myself venting my frustrations to Asher as we lounged in his room. “Your mother is absolutely insane and terrifying, just like you, Mr. Lancaster,” I exclaimed, my emotions bubbling over. “I swear, all Lancasters are cut from the same crazy cloth, and now I’m stuck in this madhouse with all of you!”As my words filled the room, I could see the surprise in Asher’s eyes. He continued to stare at me with wide eyes, probably taken aback by my sudden outburst. I ranted and paced around for a good five minutes before eventually collapsing on his bed, attempting to find some sense of relaxation amidst the chaos.A smirk danced on Asher’s lips as he observed my exasperation. “Well, if the dungeon master declares it, who am I to argue?” he quipped, his laughter evident in his voice. “After all, who knows more about being ‘crazy’ than you?”His remark only fueled my annoyance, and I shot him a glare that could’ve melted steel. “Oh, don’t even get me started on you and your a
Zara HowardMy mind was racing as I paced nervously around the room, trying to make sense of this sudden change. How could a man who was adamantly against sharing a bed with me now decide to sleep beside me without any warning? It felt like my emotions were on a rollercoaster ride, and I couldn't help but question my ability to handle this situation.The main question haunting me was: can I survive sleeping beside the man I've had a crush on for over a decade? It's not just a simple crush; it's an intense infatuation, love, and overwhelming attraction that has been brewing inside me for so long.Was I overthinking it? Maybe he's simply tired of sleeping in his comfortable office chair, and his back is hurting. But then again, it seemed like too much of a coincidence that he would choose this moment to reclaim his spot beside me.If only I could read his thoughts, I could understand the real reason behind his decision. But alas, I'm left with my own confusion and swirling emotions.I c
Zara Howard Before I could process what was happening, Asher pulled me in, making me face him as I tried to avoid looking at his beautiful face that made me feel like a schoolgirl talking to her first crush during recess.My heart raced wildly as Asher’s sudden move caught me off guard. In an instant, he pulled me close, and our lips met in a heated kiss that left me breathless. It was as if time stood still, and my world seemed to shatter into a million pieces.I had yearned for this moment for so long, and now that it was happening, my mind was in chaos. I couldn’t form coherent thoughts or articulate my feelings. All I felt was an overwhelming mix of disbelief, desire, and uncertainty, as if I was caught in the throes of a blazing fire.His touch ignited a passionate volcano inside me, and every nerve ending burned with electric sensations. My heart pounded loudly, resonating in my head, my throat, and even in the depths of my soul.Asher’s arms wrapped around my neck, holding me
Zara Howard As the morning light filtered through the curtains, I slowly opened my eyes, finding myself alone in bed. The bed felt cold and empty as the morning breeze brushed against my face.The realization that Asher wasn't beside me tugged at my heart, but I understood that he probably had to work. After all, it was already 11 am, and I had slept a lot, still feeling exhausted from last night's passionate encounter.I stretched my limbs, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep as I sat up in bed. A yawn escaped my lips, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions swirling inside me. On one hand, I felt content and blissful, having finally shared an intimate moment with Asher after years of being completely and hopelessly in love with him. On the other hand, a sense of longing filled me, because I wished that he was still here with me.I decided to get up and face the day. I chose a sweet white dress, hoping it would lift my spirits a little. As I stood in front of the mirro
Asher LancasterAfter Zara departs, I find myself staring blankly at my computer screen. Uncertainty gnaws at me as I ponder whether she’ll say yes or no, but one thing became crystal clear after last night’s encounter—I wanted her to be with me.Zara had left an unforgettable mark on my heart, and I couldn’t fathom living without her now. She had become an integral part of my life, bringing joy and light to what was once a dark and serious existence. Before I met her, I battled with various mental problems, silently suffering in the shadows of my own mind. But since she entered my life, her presence has made me reevaluate my life.Her mere presence had a unique effect on me, effortlessly putting a smile on my face even during moments when I craved to be left alone. There were days when I hated the presence of people around me, yet her absence was something I found myself missing and thinking about.In my line of work, I’m often surrounded by the dark realities of life. But Zara broug
Zara Howard After a long chat with Sienna last night, I felt a mix of relief and surprise. I expected her to use her clever persuasion skills to convince me into agreeing to marry her son, Asher. However, to my delight, she genuinely wanted to understand my thoughts and feelings without pushing her own agenda.Sienna reassured me that Asher had confided in her about everything, and she just wanted to be there for me if I needed someone to talk to. Her support was unexpected, but it made me feel grateful to have her in my life.Despite her sincerity, I remained cautious, knowing that Sienna’s persuasive nature could easily sway my decision. However, as we talked, it became evident that she respected my autonomy and truly wanted me to make a choice that was right for me, even if it meant not marrying her son.Taking her advice to heart, I decided to make a pro and con list after careful consideration of my feelings for Asher and my thoughts about marriage.After last night's events, de
Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams 5)Mary Redferne PS this book is set up in the 1960s Mary Redferne I was in the car, tapping my foot restlessly as the driver drove inside the gates of a mansion of the guy I was about to marry in a few months. Yeah I know, crazy! I never thought that I’d settle for an arrange marriage but I didn’t mind it right now. I’ve been communicating with my fiancé for a long time now over letters. We met each other when we were kids and played together, but around the age of eleven, he moved schools. A few months ago, we started writing letters to each other and I really started to like