Cold Hearted Devil Fell In Love
When Ivy Hughes meets Ceo and Underworld boss Noah Adler sparks and fists fly. The first time she meets him she hates him, the second time she meets him she saves his life. Burnt by love before she wants to be free with no ties but Noah wants her everything. This domineering CEO is determined to have her and she is determined to run. Can he tame the firey kitten and can she warm his cold heart? _______________________________________________ EXTRACT "But." "No buts, not any more you have to stay with me you are mine forever." His deep cello voice melted her heart, she would ask no more of her man tonight. Ivy for the first time initiated a kiss, she was too impatient to wait for Noah. She grabbed his face and turned it towards hers. She kissed him with everything she had and hoped that he felt her sincerity. He promised her she was his, his only lover. She accepted that, she didn't want more than to know she had someplace in his heart even if it wasn't love, as long as he had wanted her as much as she wanted him. Noah was relieved, he kissed Ivy back and was careful with her not to touch her back or sides. He held her and kissed her, he had missed this and didn't want to ever be alone again. He got a taste of his old life in the last twenty-four hours and he didn't enjoy it. _______________________________________________ Discord: https://discord.gg/VeHkknJ6A2 Instagram: alexia_author (Mood boards and book related pictures) I do not own the book cover all rights go to the original owner. I will take it down if requested.
She Was His Present And Future
The morning sun streamed in through the black curtains and Ivy rolled over to escape the suns harsh glare and onto Noah's muscular and toned chest. Surprised she slightly raised her head and squinted her eyes. Noah was always up early and away to work usually before she would wake up.
Waking up to the sight of Noahs ruffled and messy hair made her smile, gone was his styled sleek hair and he became adorable with flooffy hair. He slept peacefully with his eyes closed and his thin lips slightly arched. What was he dreaming of? She saw his dimple appear and she fought her urge to poke it as she clenched her hand into a small fist.
She cheerfully smiled at the memories of the night before, just as she was about to act on her urge to poke his dimple she felt warm and strong arms wrap around her small waist. Next, she heard a deep baritone voice that could easily stir any woman, "Sleep... Or if you have the energy?"