Joshua Short
Joshua Short's Books(6)
Confined To Mr. Billionaire.
Billionaires "Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Jackson.
My body tensed. I turned slowly around to find Mr. Parker standing in front of me, hands in his pants pockets. I bit my lower lip. I expected him to be furious when I glanced at him. His expression was emotionless. He then began heading toward me, and I stepped back. This continued until my back collided with the door. Then he put one hand on my side and leaned forward, close to me.
"Miss Jackson, what was rule number three?" His face was so close to mine that I couldn't breathe. Why couldn't I answer his question? Because I was more concerned with the space between us.
"I had a question for you, Miss Jackson." He said it once more.
"T-that t-there are forbidden spots i-in the home where I shouldn't g-go."
"You seem to recall the regulations. This is one of those forbidden regions. So, the next time you get yourself into trouble, think again."
I gazed at him. I became caught in those sea-colored eyes. Mr. Parker is the only man who has ever had such an impact on me. I feel anxious when I'm near him. I'm not sure what this emotion is, but it's distinct. A sensation I've never had with anybody else.
"Understood?" he inquired one again.
I agreed by nodding. "Certainly, Mr. Parker."
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Liam Parker is a billionaire who is 25 years old. The only thing that matters to him is his kid and his profession. He is arrogant, attractive, and cruel.
Anna Jackson is a 24-year-old simple and joyful girl who lives in an orphanage with her Nanny.
What will happen when Anna arrives as Liam's son's babysitter? Let's see what happens in the story.....
The Dancer and the Painter
Romance Hamilton Academy of the Arts is a private art school in Hamilton, Ontario. Sydney Acosta relocated from Toronto, Ontario, to a little-known community. Accompanying her mother's divorce from her father, she has remained by her mother's side, following her to another city in Canada. Her feelings are communicated via the one activity she enjoys DANCING.
Lucas Cahill is the school's quiet, borderline pariah. His twin brother, Joseph, also known as Joey, is the most well-known student in school. Despite having the same face as his brother, he is more popular, relaxed, and attractive. Joey does not recognize his brother at school, but at home and in the past, they have been inseparable, with Joey's excuses piling up over time. His painting expresses his loneliness and other feelings.
In an adolescent narrative loaded with drama, sarcasm, and plenty of creativity, two seventeen-year-olds are linked via their various kinds of art.
"Compared to everything you create, my drawings look like stick figures. You could sketch the world's most ugly frog, which would still be lovely. Lucas, you're a fantastic artist."
"You, too." He replied gently, his soft, comforting eyes staring up at me.
"How?"
I couldn't sketch for the life of me.
"You're a dancer, after all. Dancing is an art form. And you're a fantastic dancer."
Werewolf Department
Werewolf I couldn't keep my gaze from wandering across his body, looking each and every curve and line. However, what caught my curiosity was his wolf mark, which every wolf has.
His arm had an exquisite artwork on it that I wanted to touch. It looked great with his tanned complexion and golden hair. He was like a Roman Sex God, and I'd gladly "pray" to him any day.
"Eva," I said as I gazed up at Will's face, but my gaze wandered down his powerful physique, ultimately settling on his abs.
God! They don't even deserve to be called abs." They're more like a diamond washboard, which I'm tempted to use to wash my clothing! Someone brings me the Downy!
His eyes darkened a few shades, his flesh so near to mine that the heat radiated between us.
He drew closer, his midnight blue crystal blue eyes warming me to my core. He wanted me as much as I desired him.
This was a fight of Alphas; who would win?
Game on, Mr. Sexy Piece of Ass. Confined To Mr. Billionaire
Billionaires "Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Jackson.
My body tensed. I turned slowly around to find Mr. Parker standing in front of me, hands in his pants pockets. I bit my lower lip. I expected him to be furious when I glanced at him. His expression was emotionless. He then began heading toward me, and I stepped back. This continued until my back collided with the door. Then he put one hand on my side and leaned forward, close to me.
"Miss Jackson, what was rule number three?" His face was so close to mine that I couldn't breathe. Why couldn't I answer his question? Because I was more concerned with the space between us.
"I had a question for you, Miss Jackson." He said it once more.
"T-that t-there are forbidden spots i-in the home where I shouldn't g-go."
"You seem to recall the regulations. This is one of those forbidden regions. So, the next time you get yourself into trouble, think again."
I gazed at him. I became caught in those sea-colored eyes. Mr. Parker is the only man who has ever had such an impact on me. I feel anxious when I'm near him. I'm not sure what this emotion is, but it's distinct. A sensation I've never had with anybody else.
"Understood?" he inquired one again.
I agreed by nodding. "Certainly, Mr. Parker."
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Liam Parker is a billionaire who is 25 years old. The only thing that matters to him is his kid and his profession. He is arrogant, attractive, and cruel.
Anna Jackson is a 24-year-old simple and joyful girl who lives in an orphanage with her Nanny.
What will happen when Anna arrives as Liam's son's babysitter? Let's see what happens in the story.....
