#Ainsley Booth

[dargeereads]

The Scoring Secret by Ainsley Booth

5 stars

These two just connected on so many levels, and if only they had realized that sooner! I loved all the missed moments with these two, as they were drawn to each other over and over again and didn’t even realize it. That made it all the sweeter when everything came to light. They should have known though, because the heat and chemistry between them was absolutely sizzling! (yes, it warranted a second exclamation point). The fact that it was so hot while texting, and pieces spilled over when they were in person, should have been a dead giveaway, but alas, it was simple detective work that revealed all. The emotions they shared with each other, secrets no one else knew, only added the trifecta of things that made them a solid, well loved, couple, eventually <3

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[jeevesreads]

15 One Night Stand to HEA Romance Books

When it all starts with a one night stand, the path to happily ever after is unpredictable. I love this type of fling to more romance, where one night changes everything for the couple. Sometimes it’s strangers who spend one spicy evening together before discovering that their lives are more tangled than anticipated. Maybe they’re soon to be boss and employee or single dad and nanny. Maybe they…

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#Ainsley Booth #Amy Daws #BK Borison #Brighton Walsh #Contemporary Romance #Denise Williams #Fling to More #Hannah Bonam-Young #Hannah Grace #Jessica Prince #K Bromberg #Kindle Book #Marni Mann #Melanie Moreland #Penny Reid #Rachel Lynn Solomon #Recommendations #Romance Book #Romance Books #Romance Novel #Teagan Hunter #TL Swan

[bettslovesromance]

🍓 May Wrap Up 🍓🍓

I read very few books but loved 3 out of 5 of them, so that's a win!

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

A Caribbean Heiress in Paris by Adriana Herrera

Tempt by Ainsley Booth

🌟🌟🌟🌟.5

An Island Princess Starts a Scandal

I didn't like the Outlander graphic novel and I only read it out of curiosity.

#romancelandia #romance novel #may wrap up #book #book recommendation #historical romance #contemporary romance #ainsley booth #adriana herrera #diana gabaldon

[allthingsdarkanddirty]

#ainsley booth #give me books #the playing game #release blitz #off the ice series

[b-andherbooks]

my favorite books of 2023✨⭐

For my last five things post of the year, here are my favorite reads (mostly romance) of 2023! Did any of my choices hit your best of lists this year? Any you still need to read?

I’m absolutely loving seeing all of ~your~ favs of the year, and am ready to bust out my brand spanky new book journal for 2024!

Happy early new year pals!

Favorite new to me authors

Sight Unseen Kasha Thompson

Striking Gold Janine Amesta

Whisky Business Elliot Fletcher

Morbidly Yours Ivy Fairbanks

Favorite Historical Romance

Wolf & the Wildflower Stacy Reid

Knockout Sarah MacLean

Marry Me by Midnight Felicia Grossman

The Duke Gets Even Joanna Shupe

The Duke Gets Desperate Diana Quincy

Hotel of Secrets Diana Biller

Favorite Contemporary

Role Playing Cathy Yardley

The Playing Game Ainsley Booth

Technically Yours Denise Williams

Midnight Duet Jen Comfort

Favorite Contemporary

Chick Magnet Emma Barry

Mickey Chambers Shakes it Up Charish Reid

Can’t Let Her Go Kianna Alexander

Georgie All Along Kate Clayborn

Favorite Backlist Reads

The Highlander Takes a Bride Lynsay Sands

Crash Ruby McNally

My Fair Concubine Jeannie Lin

Sweetest Regret Meredith Duran

Firelight Kristen Callihan

Liberating Lacey Anne Calhoun

Favorite Audiobooks

Britney Spears The Woman in Me

Single Dads Club Therese Beharrie

The Art of the Scandal Regina Black

The Seven Year Slip Ashley Poston

Spare Prince Harry

#romance books #b.andherbooks review' #bookish #historical romance #books and reading #contemporary romance

[pureshoney]

"i don't see the point in buying a rock, ains. plenty of other stupid shit i could spend my money on," and he did so often. it just came with the territory of having a ridiculous amount of money that wouldn't be deemed necessary under any circumstance. but he worked hard for what he had, even if it came stained with blood. ainsley didn't know what he actually did, not yet, at least. he's content with letting her believe that he's just some low-tier drug dealer. still, he figures that soon enough, he'd have to come up with more excuses because he had far too much money to simply be the guy that stands on the corner waiting for shady-looking cars to pull up and ask for some coke. "good, but make sure they're pretty. i don't want any grandma panties in my car," teases as he gently gives her exposed thigh a squeeze. "i do wanna see you model for me, baby. that sounds fuckin' perfect to me …" already could imagine it. sat on a seat in the middle of her living room, and his girl walked and danced around him in those skimpy outfits she used to wear when she performed on the ice. maybe they should stop talking about it because the more they do so, the higher the urge is for him to turn around and return just so he could see her in those dresses. however, he won't. abel needed to behave tonight; they were going to go on this date and act like civilized humans for at least an hour. an hour because he wasn't actually sure he'd be able to keep his hands off his girl's body for much longer. "the point is i know how to speed, that's different from those fuckin' jackasses that know they can't push over fifty and do it anyways because they wanna be cool," points out in his defense. "i feel like giving a massage is kind of easy, besides … if you touch my shoulders and you can't automatically feel the knot? i think you might have bigger problems to get sorted out," he's teasing her, of course, but regardless, it'd be nice to relax, even if it were for a few minutes. homme just shakes his head as she continues to laugh at the thought of him in those skimpy leotards figure skaters wear; sure, he'd go figure skating with her, but he'd never fold and wear one of those outfits. abel considered them reserved for her and only her. "i mean, you'd look fuckin' sexy, but you'd definitely be getting a lot of stares," but they'd bow their heads once they realized how she'd walked in with. "i agree, that's why i save those kinds of restaurants for rare occasions," once they're at their booth, abel allows her to take a seat first, but he makes sure that he's the one that has the view of the door before sitting across from her.

#˚ ༘ thread : abel & ainsley. #ringdcwns

[findingnemosworld]

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐧 - 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐦𝐞 ( 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢'𝐦 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧 )

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 ( 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐟 𝐮𝐩.

𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟕

The pub was semi crowded with several people coming in to unwind after a long stressful day, amongst those people were twenty two year old Ainsley Kingston and twenty three year old Clara Santori, the two culinary arts students who had decided to step out in order to celebrate their most recent success as well celebrate Clara finally leaving her boyfriend of two years, Jadon Collins.

Ainsley was able to find an empty space, ordering two pints. " I'm so glad you woke up and left that bonehead! " she states.

Clara giggles, " Freedom does taste good! "

To say it has been difficult would be an understatement - she'd met and quickly fell in love with Jadon, an indie musician completely by chance - much to the dismay of Ainsley who advised her to let him go as the blonde was aware that he in fact, wasn't as good as he made himself out to be.

" Now, you can focus on achieving higher grades and think of the future you'll have as a top chef! " Ainsley said before giggling " Our restaurants or bakeries might end up competing, but all in good fun "

The pints were placed in front of them and Clara sighed, " I am not going to let any man distract me, no matter how talented and handsome he might be "

Ainsley lifts the pint up, " To new beginnings, better grades and most of all, no men "

Clara beams, gently clinking her glass with hers. " Cheers! "

They spend the rest of their time chatting over future holiday plans when Ainsley suddenly stopped talking, her eyes widening as though she'd seen a ghost, " Oh my lord! "

Clara frowns, " What? "

" Four Liverpool football players just walked in " Ainsley whispers.

Clara raised a brow, " I didn't know you liked football! " she exclaims.

Ainsley rolled her eyes, " My father does, I only watch it cause the players are cute " she laughs, " but seriously, look " she discreetly gestures to the booth.

Clara subtly turns around to check, the smile on her face falls and her eyes widen. " Fuck! " she blurts out.

" I know right, they're all hot! " Ainsley murmurs.

" No " Clara shakes her head before adding," Fuck as in one of them is my former high school boyfriend who dumped me for his football career "

Ainsley raised a brow, " Wait which one? "

Clara takes a big gulp of her drink before muttering, " The one with the blonde hair, who has a hair tie? he's sitting next to the ginger haired player "

Ainsley takes another look, " Wait ... is that? "

" Fernando Torres, yes? last time I checked, he was playing for Atlético Madrid " Clara groans. " I had no idea he's playing for Liverpool now "

" You should go talk to him " Ainsley shrugs before taking a gulp of her drink.

" And what do you expect me to say? 'Oh hi! remember me, the teenage girl that you said would hold you back' " Clara mimicked a cheerful tone before rolling her eyes, " There is no way I'm going there so let's finish our drinks and leave "

Ainsley shakes her head, " Whatever you say? "

She finished the last bit of her drink right after Ainsley and as they tried to slip out undetected, she stops upon hearing the all too familiar voice calling out her name. " Lara! "

Clara winces, silently cursing herself as Ainsley struggled to hide her smile; the brunette turns around to face her former lover from way back when, " Nando! Hola " she said a bit too cheerfully.

" Hola " Fernando smiles, " I thought I was dreaming when I saw you earlier, I mean ... wow, you look "

" Different, yes I am fully aware of that " Clara chuckles, " I can safely say the same to you, I mean last time I heard you were still in Atletico playing "

" Yes, but when the offer from Liverpool came, it was very difficult not to accept it! " Fernando shrugs, before turning to Ainsley. " It's nice to meet you, I'm Fernando "

" So I've heard " Ainsley smiles, " Ainsley " she turns to Clara, " I'll wait in the car ok "

Clara nods swiftly before turning to Fernando, " It was great seeing you but I have to go now " she gestures to the door.

Fernando nods, before he said. " Do you think we can meet over a cup of coffee or breakfast sometime? "

Clara halts in her steps, gnawing on her lip as she debated whether or not she should accept the offer; a few seconds had passed before she relents, nodding as she rummaged through her purse to pull out a piece of paper she had and a pen, she writes down her phone number and hands it to him. " Here, call me whenever you're free "

Fernando smiles, " I will, it was great seeing you Lara "

" You too Nando " Clara smiles back.

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𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

The last thing Clara expected was to restart her life after a rather messy divorce, her former husband had been shamelessly having an affair for five years and as much as she tried her best to walk away as quietly as she can - he was more than hellbent on making things far arduous for her to the extent of forcing her to move back to Madrid and start her life once again with her adopted children, seventeen year old Atlas and eleven year old Sara.

Early on in her life, Clara had discovered her inability to have children which prompted her and her former husband to adopt, and while her husband was more than kind to both children, she couldn't fathom why he up and decided to betray her in such a foul manner yet she opts not to dwell on it, choosing to return to her roots and help her mother with the family bakery while both her children chased their dreams, mostly Atlas whom has been a part of the Atletico Youth Academy.

Clara had noticed early on just how passionate the young boy was in regards to football which fondly reminded her of Fernando, and thus, she helped him with try outs and was proud to see him flourish each time he played. Sara, on the other hand was as passionate as Clara was about bakery which thrilled the brunette as she used her passion as means for them to connect further.

On one evening, Atlas returned from training with a proud smile across his face. " I have big news! "

Clara and Sara, who were in the kitchen both smiled. " What? "

" The coaches were so impressed with me that they want me to feature in the next UEFA Youth League fixture against Bayern Munich " Atlas exclaimed.

Clara smiled widely, " I'm so proud of you " she embraced her son.

" You should have seen the looks on their faces Mamá, they said I possessed an advanced skillset that will shine in the match, I'm going to start practice tomorrow " Atlas said.

" Great job hermano " Sara said with a smile.

" Gracias hermanita " Atlas smiles.

" You are exceptional baby, so there's no doubt you'll fly even higher " Clara said, " you know what, with such big news, I say we order food tonight "

Sara cheers, " Yes! let's order from the new Italian place that opened up "

" Yeah, Ferran said they have great pizza! " Atlas nods.

Clara makes an order than asks Atlas, " When's the match going to be? "

" Next Monday, I was honestly hesitant on accepting but Mister Torres said I reminded him of when he used to play " Atlas said.

Clara's eyes widened at the mentioning of the familiar last name, she looks at her son. " Who? "

" Mister Torres, he was recently appointed as the coach to the youth side after he came back from Japan " Atlas said. " It was so cool playing in front of him "

Clara smiles, " I'm proud of you " she strokes Atlas's cheek; ignoring the way her heart fluttered at the thought of him, it had been twelve years since she last spoke to Fernando, their last encounter happening just mere weeks before he made the shocking move to Chelsea.

" Gracias Mamá, I wouldn't have made it without you and Sara supporting me! " Atlas said.

That night, Clara had lied awake in her bed; her mind clamored by the many thoughts interlaced with one another - she didn't keep up much with his career, but had only heard tidbits from her family that knew his family, so the chances of them ever meeting again seemed slim to none up until now, it would only be a matter of time before she saw him again, given his new status as her son's coach.

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𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟕

Finding time between studies as well as football seemed rather arduous for Fernando and Clara yet they were somehow able to make it work; she'd often come and attend his matches whenever she can and he became her personal taster before she was set to deliver her assignment, and while they both agreed that their bond was strictly that of two people reconnecting as friends, the soft undertones would peak every now and then to haunt her, causing her to wonder if there was perhaps a future for the two of them

On one evening, Fernando stopped by to spend time with her before Liverpool's upcoming bout against Manchester United, she'd given him an extra set of keys to facilitate his visits, he walked in and was immediately hit by the scent of freshly baked goods with a hint of spice, following the scent to the kitchen - he is met with a distressed Clara who was surprised by seeing him, " I thought you had practice "

" I finished early! " Fernando exclaims, before asking. " Lara, are you ok? "

Clara heaves out a soft breath, " If you count me baking for the third time because there's something missing in this stupid assignment then no I'm not fine "

Fernando sighs, for as long as he had known Clara, he was well aware of her tendencies to strive for perfection; often times leading her to become distressed and disassociated with reality. " Lara! " he walks over to her, " Why don't we go out? drive around the city? "

" Nando " Clara groans, " I can't ... "

" Yes you can, your assignment is not due until a week from now, and I'm very much craving something sweet so let's go out " Fernando said.

Clara shoots him a glare to which he responded with a chuckle as he leads her to her bedroom, " You'll thank me later, now go and change please "

She relents and changes into a shirt and a pair of jeans before joining him on a drive around the city, they barely spoke as the only sound heard was that of the radio playing music, Fernando stops in front of a small café, he leads Clara to the table near the window and orders two slices of chocolate cake for them, " Look at me! " he said.

Clara looks up, " Hm "

" You're beyond gifted when it comes to food, and I'm not just saying that cause I've known you for so long, it's the truth, it's why you got this far and you'll reach even higher " Fernando said, smiling when he noticed the faint smile adorning her lips. " Besides, when you open up the first restaurant, I'll be there proudly boasting about how I've known the amazing Clara Santori since childhood "

Clara's eyes softened, " You think so? "

" I know so " Fernando takes her hand to squeeze it. " I fully believe in you "

They spend the rest of the time eating their cake slices while she asked him about his upcoming matches, " I'm nervous " he admits with a chuckle. " But I'm trying to remain hopeful, especially since the coach believes in me, Stevie believes me as well as the team "

" And I believe in you, you're glowing whenever you play and that makes me happy " Clara smiles.

Fernando smiles back before saying, " I'm really sorry for the way I hurt you Lara! " he said.

" It's fine Nando, we were just two emotional kids " Clara shrugs, " It took us a while to understand, but at least we can be friends now "

Fernando chews on his lower lip before sayin with a tentative shaky tone, " What if I don't want that? "

" What? " Clara said with a confused expression.

" Lara, spending all this time with you made me realize that I don't think I can see a future without you in it " Fernando said, " I know I'm asking for a lot but, do you think we can ... I don't know " he chuckles nervously. " Start this on a different note, because you mean the world to me "

Clara would lie if she said she hadn't thought of the prospect of starting all over with Fernando, he was always her first love and you never forget your first, and reconnecting with him these past few months had shown her just how much she missed him.

" On one condition " Clara said.

" Anything! " Fernando said.

" If by any chance, this doesn't work, we will be very honest with one another and walk away on a good note " Clara said. " I want to try this again but you have to be patient with me "

" I promise " Fernando squeezes her hand. " I'll wait for you, forever "

They end their evening with a stroll in the park and just as the weather had gotten chilly, Fernando had removed the cardigan he was wearing to place it around her before wrapping his arm around her shoulder to tug her close, and for the first time, in a really long time - she felt seen, loved, and secure.

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𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

" Mamá "

Clara blinks, drawn back into reality by the sound of her daughter's voice, she turns around and smiles, " Sí, hija "

" Are you ok? " Sara asks her, " You've been acting strange since Atlas mentioned the name of his coach "

Clara sighed, she was certain that her reactions were not noticeable yet her daughter was very much perceptive in certain moments, " I'm fine hija, don't worry "

" Are you sure? cause the second Atlas mentioned name, it was like you've seen a ghost or something " Sara said.

Clara shakes her head, she did in fact see a ghost; the ghost of the past she had worked hard to bury. " Sara, I'm ok. I was just drained from work and to be fair, surprised by your brother's words, that's all there is "

Sara nods, " Ok, but if you're not feeling well, you can tell me "

Clara smiled, Sara might have been ten yet she had such an old soul. It's one of the reasons why she had felt drawn to her the first time she met her during the adoption proceedings. " I know, but don't you worry ok "

Sara nods, reaching to pull her into an embrace. " I love you Mamá "

" I love you too hija " Clara smiled, pressing a kiss to her head.

_

The following morning,

" Fernando is coaching Atlas! " Clara blurts out while she and her mother were organizing the display table, " Did you know? "

Beatrice nods, " Sí, it's all over the news, you didn't know? "

Clara shakes her head, " You know me, I barely check the news! so I was surprised "

Beatrice raised a brow, " surprised or ... something else? "

" Mamá " Clara groans.

" I'm not trying to make you feel guilty but you were the one that refused to speak to him when he tried to reach out " Beatrice said with a shrug.

" I had a very good reason " Clara said, " But it's long gone, and besides it's not like I'm going to run into him, Xavier drives Atlas home from training so that saves me the embarrassment of seeing him again "

Beatrice sighs, " Clara, hija! I think you should talk to him "

" Why? I have nothing to say, the last time we saw each other he outright said that I was holding him back, again " Clara said. " And then no more than a week later, he was seen with someone else so why should I talk to him? for all I know he could be married, and has kids so I'm going to save myself the trouble and pretend he's still off somewhere else "

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" Who taught you how to play like this? " Fernando asks the young boy while he was helping him practice.

" My Tío, he gave me the basics and I spent the rest of the time watching old videos and trying to work my way into understanding the rest, then my mother helped me with driving me to and from several academies until I was accepted here " Atlas responds.

Fernando nods, " What about your father? "

Atlas chuckles, " He left us, me, my mother and my little sister! all because my sister and I are adopted, and in his words - he wanted actual children, my mother on the other hand gave up her dreams of becoming a restaurant owner to help me and my sister get a better life "

Fernando frowns, " Your mother was a restaurant owner? "

" She was going to be " Atlas said. " We lived in Paris for a while and when my father left, she decided that it was best for us to return here to Madrid "

No, it can't be. Fernando thinks, shaking his head before saying, " I'm glad she helped you get here, you've got a bright future Atlas "

" You think so? it's always been my dream to go professional " Atlas smiles.

" And you will, I believe in you " Fernando smiles, recalling how she used to tell him that each time he felt nervous.

" Gracias Mister, I promise I won't let you down " Atlas said.

" I know you won't " Fernando said. " Listen, why don't you invite your Mamá and sister to come and see you play in the match against Sevilla "

" Sure, I'll tell them " Atlas smiles.

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𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟏

" What am I supposed to do? " Fernando asked, feeling both confused and slightly afraid after she had convinced him to help her in the kitchen.

" Grab the piping bag " Clara giggles, before she grabbed the other one full of the icing mix.

" Ok " Fernando nods, grabbing the piping bag. " Now what? "

Clara carefully displayed the way in which he places the piping bag over the cupcake, " You slowly press and it creates a flower, see " she said.

Fernando observes her and smiles before nodding, " Ok, let's see " he tries to mimic her, " Like this? "

Clara places her piping bag and leaned closer, placing her hands over his to guide him through. " Try to go slow but not too slow " she said.

Fernando looks at her then looks back at the cupcake, smiling when it turned out quite well. " It's good "

" You're a quick learner " Clara beams.

Fernando blushed at the remark, " remember when we nearly burnt my house down because we tried to bake cookies "

Clara nods laughing, " I think your Mamá almost killed me "

" No, she loves you a lot! she was very angry when we broke up the first time " Fernando said. " And I don't blame her! "

Clara smiled, " At least we managed to find our way back to one another "

Fernando nods, placing the piping bag down on the counter, he cradled her face in his hands and pressed a long yet soft kiss to her lips, smiling against them when she let out a small moan. " Careful Lara, or else we're going to be distracted " he chuckles.

" Maybe I want to distract you " Clara giggles.

𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫,

Clara had walked into their shared home, a sense of dread washed over her. " Nando! " she received no response in return, which made her frown in confusion - she looks around, finally realizing that the home was semi empty as any remnants and traces of Fernando were gone, the only thing she noticed was a paper placed on top of the kitchen counter, nervously, she grabs the paper and unfolds it to find a handwritten letter.

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Lara,

It was hard for me to write this latter, as I have rewritten this plenty of times but I think it's best if I do this instead of telling you because I wouldn't survive seeing you cry, I'll start this by saying that I love you and that I didn't mean for this to happen but - I can't do this, I can't let myself be held back and in turn hold you back.

Chelsea had offered me a good deal, and I couldn't refuse and knowing that you have so many dreams ahead, I can't possibly live with myself knowing that you might give them all up and move to London with me, so I think it's best if we go our separate ways.

I am grateful for all the love and support you've given me but you deserve someone that'll give you the stability and love you're searching for - and I hope that find that person in the end, I don't know about you, but what I do know is that I'll keep you in my mind forever, I love you so much.

Please, don't try to contact me, it's best if we don't talk.

Love, Nando.

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Clara had taken a moment to compose herself before she rolled up the paper and threw it in the bin, she then grabs her cellphone and dials Ainsley's number. " Hey, ... " she said, " Can I come over? Ok, I'll be on my way "

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𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

It's almost as if their hearts had told them, that after such a turbulent period of time; they'd find a way to see one another again, Clara was afraid and so was Fernando - throughout the match, he'd tried his best to be focused yet ever so often, his mind would draw back to the fact that within the crowd of people in attendance to see the match was the only woman he had truly loved, and it didn't truly settle until his side had won and the parents were congratulating their boys that Atlas nearly sprints towards Clara to embrace her.

Fernando watched from where he stood, a mixture of shock and a sense of longing settled; she hadn't changed much save for her brunette locks growing in length and the presence of more lines across the corners of her eyes, her ever bright smile remained the same and it wasn't until their eyes met that her smile fell, yet not for long as it instantly appeared when she looked at Atlas.

Atlas then leads her and whom he presumed to be his younger sister towards him, " Mister, this is my Mamá Clara, and this is my younger sister Sara "

Clara's eyes were screaming as she forced a smile then extends her hand, " It's nice to meet you "

Fernando understood why she would do that, his manner of departure had hurt her more than it hurt him, he shakes her hand with a forced smile. " Likewise "

Clara turns to Atlas, " Hijo, take Sara to the car with you. I want to speak to your coach for a bit "

Atlas nods, " sure, come on Sara " he leads his younger sister away.

Clara watched them then turned to Fernando, " I want to make one thing clear, I don't know you, you don't know me and what we had before, was just an illusion. I'm going to be as civil as I can throughout this time for the sake of my son, but other than that - I am not expecting any kind of explanation, much less an apology "

" Lara " Fernando whispers.

" No " Clara raises her hand, " It's Clara, only those closest to me call me Lara "

#fernando torres #fernando torres imagine #fernando torres fanfiction #fernando torres one shot #el nino

[clinchcoverenthusiast]

I made some mostly good choices (see an earlier post about unnamed DNFs) and got a lot of reading done in April.  Favorites this month were Sugar, Sugar, The Art of Losing, Mercy, and The Neighbor Favor.  Say Please was a newsletter exclusive, After the Storm, Sugar, Sugar, The Art of Losing, and Mercy were on KU, and everything else was from either Hoopla or Libby.  

After the Storm (Lost is Austin #3) - Christina Berry* **

Saga #63 - Fiona Staples, Brian K. Vaughan

Two Wrongs Make a Right (Wilmot Sisters #1) - Chloe Liese

Your Driver is Waiting - Priya Guns* **

Sugar, Sugar (Sugared and Spiced #1) - Lady Marie* **

Convenience Store Woman - Sayaka Murata* **

The World Record Book of Racist Stories - Lacey Lamar, Amber Ruffin* **

The Art of Losing - Ruby Lang* **

Say Please - Adriana Anders, Ainsley Booth, Hannah Murray, Sorcha Black

Mercy (Salacious Players Club #4) - Sara Cate

Love Lettering - Kate Clayborn

Eight Billion Genies #8 - Charles Soule, Ryan Browne**

Love at First - Kate Clayborn

The Neighbor Favor - Kristina Forest* **

The Pride of Garnet Run (Garnet Run #2.5) - Roan Parrish

* = author(s) of color

** = main character(s) of color

#april reads #romance novels #bookblr

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Thursday 4 October 1832

5 ½

12 ¾

fine morning F63° at 6 and 64° or nearly at 6 25 – out at 6 35 – in and out till 7 – then with Dick arranging the turning of the new drain into the garden into the old sough – with Booth and his 2 men who began taking out the library passage window – breakfast with my father at 8 ½ my aunt seemed better -  at Lidgate in ½ hour at 10 and staid till John Priestley came at two  she started as difficulties the not living at Cliff hill and my intimacy with the William Priestleys she would do as she liked about the former it was herself it was person not place I cared for and as soon as all was settled my giving up the P-s was easy and natural this said she seemed reconciled and satisfied   I said I would listen to no difficulty but the pre-engagement of her own heart   she declared it not engaged and talked of letting the Ainsleys [Ainsworths] have Cliff hill as if she had determined on being with me at Shibden  yielding to all my reasons in addition to the former ones  I had said that if I survived her I could no longer remain at Cliff hill  I had my arm on the back of the sofa  she leaned on it looked as if I might be affectionate and it ended in her lying on my arm all the morning and my kissing her and she returning it with such a long continued passionate or nervous mumbling kiss that we got on as far as we by daylight mere kissing could          I thinking to myself  well this is rather more than I expected  of course she means to take [me] yet on pressing the hardness of my case in having to wait six months and begging for a less length of probation she held out saying her mind was quite unmade up and I must not hope too much for fear of disappointment   yet she asked me to dine with her at five and stay all night  I promised the former very very sorry could not do the latter while my father was unwell and my sister absent       thought I  I see I shall get all I want of her person if I stay all night  

back at five to dinner  she had put on an evening gown  and a sort of set-out dinner for me  I talked much of Highlands etc while the manservant was there       afterwards drew near to each [other] and she sat on my knee  and I did not spare kissing and pressing she returning it as in the morning    yet still I was not to hope too much she said I was infatuated  when the novelty was over I should not feel the same and might not find her a companion for me I waived all this fancying all her scruples were of this sort       on leaving the dining room we sat most lovingly on the sofa  thought      her aunt would not live six months said she had a fancy for Eugénie If we were not ready for her by January we were to allow her something and retain her we were so affectionate we let the lamp go out      long continued mumbling moist kissing I prest her bosom  then finding no resistance and the lamp being out let my hand wander lower down gently getting to queer     still no resistance   so I whispered    surely she could care for me some little   yes    then gently whispered she would break my heart is she left me she then said I should think her very cold (how the devil could I?) and it came out that how her affections had been engaged to one of the best of  men that they could not be transferred so soon for he had only been dead just three months and she got to crying I begged a thousand pardons etc etc declared it was only thro’ ignorance that I had ever been so sanguine etc etc and thinking

she shewed me letters about her cousin Edwards Atkinson her giving him a thousand pounds on interest I advised five hundred and have one with it

SH:7/ML/E/15/0127

a scene would then come beautifully from me seemed in a paroxysm of stupid tho’ deeply sighing grief and stifled tears  and declared myself hopeless  said my conduct or rather my hoping was madness and she had no longer any reason to fear my preparing for myself nothing but disappointment  all this was very prettily done    I however promised to see her tomorrow and we parted in all the pathos due to the occasion    I said little as I returned to poor John  musing on the curious scene of today    cold thought I!  no sign of that more likely she will try what I can do for her before giving the answer and I don’t think I can do enough   she had said that if she once made up her mind she should [think] herself as much as married to me for life       well I may try her or rather let her try me and go to what lengths the first night I sleep there she certainly gulled me in that I never dreamt of her being the passionate little person I find her       spite of her calling herself cold  certainly I should never have ventured such lengths just yet without all the encouragement she gave me       I shall now turn sentimentally melancholy and put on all the air of romantic hopelessness       if I do this well I may turn her to pity or fight off I see good I scarce know what to make of her  is she maddish? I must mind what I say to her      be cautious   speaking of Miss Sophia Greenup said Miss Duffin said now kiss Sophia love and mentioned that I was to have brought her home but her mother luckily did not like her being under obligation to me merely said it was Miss Hobart now Lady Vere Cameron I had with me at Hastings  hang it! this queer girl puzzles me  she told me this morning of the weakness in her back for which she uses Mr Day’s ointment     it was from making her walk too soon when an infant   I think a little spice of matrimony would do her good at Lidgate from 10 to 2 ½ then home in ½ hour  - saw my father and aunt and with the workmen, and back in ½ hour at 5 to Lidgate to dinner – home in ½ hour at 10 ½ - my father and aunt in bed – just went into the latter for a minute or 2 – then came upstairs and wrote the whole of the above of today till 11 40 – Dick did drain into sough in the garden and finished the bit of walling up the walk began yesterday – the plasterer washed the paint of my blue room and point the stucco outside – Charles and James Howarth painting outside for my father – Booth and 2 men and Murgatroyde at the library passage new window – William Green carting stones and soil for Dick – Got one load from Northowram – note today from the H-x philosophical society to say there would be a meeting of the subscribers tomorrow – ‘the annual meeting of this society’ will take place tomorrow - Miss W- much troubled with anonymous letters  said she would get rid of all troubles of cousins or letters when with me she seemed quite persuaded of this I wonder what she will say to me tomorrow very fine day – F62° now at 12 tonight -

[dargeereads]

Title: The Playing Game

Series: Off the Ice #1

Author: Ainsley Booth

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Tropes: Second Chance/Hockey Romance

Friends to Lovers

Release Date: March 9, 2023

BLURB

NHL veteran player Kieran Marsh has had more relationships than trips to the sin bin, making him a player on and off the ice. And two years ago, I had a one night stand with him when I thought I would forever stay the anonymous girl in the hockey jersey.

But now my city has an expansion team, and guess who's one of their star players?

Of course I accept an offer to go see the opening night game. I can't stay away, even though hockey destroyed my family, and so much about Kieran reminds me of the worst things my father ever did to my mother.

And when Kieran sees me in the stands? I know nothing is going to be the same again. This is his game, and he knows how to win.

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AUTHOR BIO

Ainsley Booth is a three-time USA Today bestselling author of erotic romance. Between her two pen names (she also writes contemporary romance as two-time New York Times bestseller Zoe York), she has published more than seventy books since 2013. Notable hits include Prime Minister and Hate F*@k.

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#Ainsley Booth #The Playing Game #release blitz

[jeevesreads]

15 Hot Hockey Romance Books

I don’t know what it is about hockey romances, but they keep us coming back for more! Out of all the sports, hockey romances seem to be the crowd-pleasers. You get the sexy hockey hottie who is aggressive on the ice and something else entirely off of it, the team aspect that often ties a series together, and (sometimes) the comfortable predictability of knowing you’re in for a light and sexy read…

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#Ainsley Booth #Avery Flynn #Becka Mack #Book Review #Carrie Elks #Contemporary Romance #Helena Hunting #Hockey Romance #K Bromberg #Kendall Ryan #Kindle Book #Liz Tomforde #Meghan Quinn #Natasha Madison #Piper Rayne #Pippa Grant #Recommendations #Romance Book #Romance Books #Romance Novel #Sarina Bowen #Sawyer Bennett #Sports Romance #Teagan Hunter

[bettslovesromance]

🌸🌸April Wrap Up 🌸🌸

I went through a horrible slump and novellas and/or short stories saved me again!

Due to the slump, I left a couple of books pending that I hope to continue and love in May.

#romancelandia #romance novel #may wrapup #april wrap up #kerrigan byrne #tasha l harrison #chace verity #rebecca crowley #ainsley booth #viola grey #kate canterbary

[hope-for-olicity]

MOST ANTICIPATED BOOKS OF AUGUST 2022

My Most Anticipated Books of August 2022! 

August 2nd

Just Another Love Song by Kerry Winfrey

The Second First Chance by Mona Shroff

Husband Material by Alexis Hall 

Quarter to Midnight by Karen Rose

August 9th 

The War Librarian by Addison Armstrong

Are You Sara? By S.C. Lalli

Mr. Perfect on Paper by Jean Meltzer

Her Unexpected Roommate by Jackie Lau 

Love & Last Resorts by Sarah Grunder Ruiz

August 12th

Ten First Dates by Ainsley Booth, Angela Denise, Erin McCarthy, Erin Nicholas, Julia Kent, Kaylee Ryan, Molly McLain, Piper Rayne, Samantha Chase and Zoe York. 

August 23rd

Acts of Love and War by Maggie Brookes

Love on the Brain by Ali Hazelwood

Heartbreaker by Sarah MacLean

Would You Rather by Allison Ashley

The Scoundrel Falls Hard by Sophie Jordan

The Very Secret Society of Irregular Witches by Sangu Mandanna

#most anticipated books of August 2022

[b-andherbooks]

welcome to a new segment i’m going to try out, #FiveThingsFridays! I’ll be posting a variety of bookish “Five Things” weekly, and would love it if you all would jump on!

This week I’m sharing 📚📚five goodreads shelves📚📚 to get to know b.andherbooks (me!)!

I have seemingly random goodreads shelves amongst the more common ones, and these are just a selection of some of my favs or more obscure shelves. For more, you can always find these on my goodreads (link in bio).

1️⃣ Secret Spectacles: definition—when a main character is discovered to wear glasses and their love interest(s) are absolutely smitten and delighted by this knowledge. ✅Examples: Mickey Chambers Shakes it Up by Charish Reid The Rebel & the Rake by Emily Sullivan

2️⃣Fainting Couch: definition—when lovers actually encounter a fainting couch in the story and hopefully!! put it to great use ✅Examples: Indigo by Beverly Jenkins Can’t Help Falling by Cara Bastone Inside Bet by Katie Porter Stolen Desire by Robin Lovett

3️⃣Blacksmith: definition—a main character’s profession is a blacksmith ✅Examples: That Kind of Guy by Talia Hibbert Beauty & The Blacksmith by Tessa Dare

4️⃣Good Girl: definition—praise k1nk // good girl being uttered during sexy times ✅Examples: The Playing Game by Ainsley Booth A Duke Worth Falling For by Sarah MacLean Her Grumpy Neighbor by Eve Pendle Charming Your Dad by Sarah Blue

5️⃣Sex Pact: definition—love interests enter into an agreement that it is “just sex” or “just this one time” or “just for teaching you what you like//don’t like” and definitely NOT for catching feelings. ✅Examples: Earth Bound by Emma Barry * Genevieve Turner A Wicked Bargain for a Duke For the Love of April French by Penny Aimes Daring Truth by Adrian J Smith

What’s your favorite goodreads shelf? What other “Five Things” would you like me to feature? Let me know!

#b.andherbooks review' #bookish #romance books #contemporary romance #historical romance #book reviews

[breannacasey]

my five favourite fics i've written (for writer appreciation day)

Tagged by @ravens-words

Unleashed, M, 53 452 words (Prodigal Son)

Malcolm. If there was anyone Martin would go after, it was him. Jessica just knew it. And she wasn't the only one. Gil agreed. And that was why she could spend so much time worrying about Ainsley. Because Malcolm was in good hands. Gil wouldn't let him out of his sight, he would protect him no matter what. She knew he loved him like a son, he wouldn't let anything happen to him. Martin couldn't possibly enter a police precinct and walk out of there still free and with Malcolm, no matter how charming and manipulative he was.

In Cicatrices Amor, T, 26 497 words (911)

“Woah, what does your soulmate do?” Buck’s co-worker asked that night when he showed her the round scars on his shoulder and wrist.

“I don’t know, Bea, but I’m not crazy, right? That does look like a gunshot wound, right?”

He shook the drink he was making, poured it in a glass and handed it to the customer. He grabbed the tip and slipped it in their tip jar for them to split later. Then he started on the next drink.

“What kind of person gets shot three times like that? And no kill shot? Did they avoid them? Are they trained for it, or used to it?” She stopped, setting both her hands down on the side of the bar and staring straight into his eyes. “What if your soulmate is a spy?”

“With my luck they’re probably a criminal or something.”

“Oh, come on, Buck, you’re ruining all the fun. Maybe they’re in the army. See, that’s more realistic.”

“Sweet, an army person, who could die any minute, lucky me.” He said, louder to cover the sound of the mixer Beatriz was using.

“An army person who’s loyal, in shape and sexy as hell.” She corrected him as she passed him in their small booth to hand over that piña colada.

The Potion Master's Daughter, T, 67 001 words (Harry Potter)

When Snape told Dumbledore about his daughter, the headmaster said he’d watch over her during potion classes. He never even hesitated to accept a baby into the castle. He was happy to accommodate his new teacher and, to be honest, he’d always wanted a child and this was the closest he’d ever be to actually have one. Until Harry Potter came to Hogwarts a decade later. Severus would always remember the time he arrived in Dumbledore’s office after his last class of the day and the headmaster was losing his mind trying to make three-year-old Adriana stop crying after she’d witnessed Fawkes catching into flames for the first time. She calmed down as soon as her father picked her up.

Curve Ball Field, T, 7 196 words (Limitless)

Brian felt dizzy. His head was throbbing from the hit they’d given him to knock him out. He’d been passed out since they drove away from the loft, which was more than inconvenient. If he’d been conscious, he would’ve paid attention to the movements of the van, he could’ve mapped their trajectory, he could’ve figured out where he was now. But he had nothing to go on. Not even the tiniest hint at where he’d been brought, or what kind of place it was even. Was it an apartment, a house, a warehouse? There was no way to know.

What Grows Within the Stacks, G, 2442 words (Roswell New Mexico)

Alex stood and Michael shifted his position. He’d been sitting on the other side of a stack of books, watching unseen, and he had no intention of being spotted. He’d stumbled upon one of Alex’s story times a few months ago, by accident, and had been mesmerised by his voice, by his ability to keep the attention of an entire group of children, by his talent to impersonate every character of the story. He’d kept coming back to listen in secret ever since.

Tagging @marjansmarwani @oneawkwardcookie @lire-casander @djdangerlove @bibright @detective-giggles @morganaspendragonss @noxsoulmate @sneetchestoo @terramous

#tag game #my writing #my post #two romantic aus and two kidnapping fics yup i love what i love i guess #and yes those are my three longest fics there #it's a coincidence #my second longest really is twice the length as the third longest #and yes i've done this before and picked differently my faves change with my mood

[badcompanys]

( @paracsmic / junior. ) a piece of gum is slid across the table into ainsley’s vision, a look of curiosity spread across her features. “if this is some’a that trick shit, i’m not buying.” she says, eyes hidden behind a rather large pair of sunglasses. she’s got a book in her lap and she’s meant to be reading at this diner - having agreed to meet junior in for a big ice cream sundae he’d been promising he would show her how to customize to make it the ‘ultimate treat’.

“it’s a friendship present!” he exclaims proudly, and this has her pulling her glasses from her eyes, dangling the piece of foil covered chewing gum in her fingers before dropping it to the table. “it’s a fuckin’ piece of gum.” he shrugs his shoulders and continues making paper footballs with the napkins, impatiently kicking his legs against the back of the booth.

ainsley reaches for the gum to find it’s half chewed on the inside, a big bite having already been taken out of it. she chucks it over in junior’s direction with a huff escaping your lips. “that’s fuckin’ gross, kid. try that on andrew or somethin’, or else i’ll spill about your lil’ side hustle.” she’d caught him trying to break into their house, helped him boost a few things of their mothers that she no longer seemed interested in.

ainsley was in it for nothing other than the sudden thrill, but like most things for her, it only lasted briefly and she easily got bored again. “where is this waitress? i thought you said you had pull here or whatever.”

#paracsmic #* ainsley. / threads. #* ainsley x junior. / dynamic. #i live for junior just trying to annoy her. #have this stupid starter youre welcome.