LOGINDear Readers, Apologies for the late announcement. I have been busy. I'll keep this sweet and short. Thank you for reading "Finding Mr. Perfect."Finally, we have concluded Freya and Kenneth's story. I appreciate the comments, reviews, and gems sent to "The Bad Boy Next Room." Your support made this book a success.You are probably wondering, what's next for me? For the rest of September, my husband is on medical leave. We are going to address some of his other medical concerns, hoping it might help his autoimmune skin disease. After that, I will take some time off. So, it might be until mid-October when I get a new book out. Just please keep posted on my social media account for an announcement.Thank you so much for supporting me always. Sincerely, LiLhyz
Kings’ Reunion – THE END.“Freya, wake up.” Kenneth kissed her cheeks. “It’s time to get up. We’ll have an early dinner.”Kenneth and Freya made love five times last night. In the morning, they went swimming and made love again in the afternoon until they surrendered to exhaustion. But now, it was t
Tie You Down.The first thing that Kenneth and Freya did after they arrived at the island resort in the Philippines was to have a full-body massage facing the sea.It was one of the things Freya had grumbled about over the past three years, yet Kenneth noted it. Next was an uninterrupted beach nap.
A New Generation.Up to the very last minute, Graham had hoped that Elise was carrying a son. He had prepared blue balloons and unisex-colored clothes for when his wife gave birth, but as he already knew, the doctor said in the delivery room:“Baby Girl Wright!”“Waah! Waaah! Waaah!” the baby cried
Baby Girl.Two months passed.Graham walked into the clinic with his wife like he was about to collect a trophy, not see an ultrasound. He’d been bragging to anyone who would listen—family, friends, even the barista at the Diamond Hotel—that he was definitely having a boy.He invited his parents and
Brown Hair.“We are going to Freedonia. We are going to drop by Braeton airport and get you guys,” Riley said to Gabrielle over the phone. “Kenneth and Freya? Those two have deprived us of experiencing the first kick. Instead, all I heard was Kenneth bragging about it on F-a-c-e-T-i-m-e!”“Tell me a
Kenneth Unchecked Boxes.Inner Devil 2, convulsing like a cartoon electrocuted by pleasure: ‘AHHH! I just came for the third time, and I’m not even the one getting railed!’Inner Devil, riding a flaming mechanical bull, waving a lasso: ‘YEE-HAW! Forget baptizing the penthouse, let him bless every su
She could say the same for Aldrich’s son. Royal or not, every child deserved a choice.But for now, there was a wedding.***Kenneth and Freya’s Freedonian wedding was held at one of the Cromwell manors, just beyond the city borders.It was a historic property known for its quiet charm. At its heart
Specter.Two days had passed.After that failed launch of their product line, Veloura became the target of Parisian critiques. What happened was not just reported in the news; it was also shared on multiple social media platforms.One share turned into hundreds, and hundreds turned into thousands, a
Under Freedonian Sun.Kenneth stripped down.Freya forgot how to breathe.He walked toward the water with the confidence of a man who knew exactly what he was doing to her. His body was ridiculous—chiseled chest, tight abs that looked like they were hand-delivered by the gods, and thighs carved from







