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  • The Proposal Of The Season  by EmberWolfe98
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    He never expected to fall in love. Benedict Bridgerton has spent years believing his future belonged to his art rather than to marriage. While his siblings find happiness one by one, he remains content to watch from the sidelines, convinced that love is a masterpiece meant for someone else. Until one extraordinary Season changes everything. Willow has no desire to become the diamond of the Season. Quietly intelligent, endlessly kind, and far more at home among books and gardens than crowded ballrooms, she enters London's glittering social world with no expectation that her life is about to change forever. A chance encounter becomes an unforgettable friendship. Friendship becomes longing. Longing becomes a love neither of them ever saw coming. But in a society where every glance is observed, every dance is discussed, and every secret finds its way into Lady Whistledown's papers, falling in love is only the beginning. As the Season unfolds, Benedict must decide whether he is willing to risk everything for the woman who has quietly become the centre of his world... ...and whether one unforgettable question can change two lives forever. Some love stories begin with a promise. Theirs began before they knew. Book One of the Forever, Bridgerton series.
  • LAURENT HEIR JEWEL by Afialy
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    Among old-money families, daughters like Virelai Laurent were dangerous things. Not because she was loud. Not because she was rebellious. But because softness like hers made powerful men reckless. She was raised inside marble halls and summer estates where love sounded like protection and control looked elegant from far away. Her father bought her pearls before she learned algebra. Her mother taught her which smile belonged at charity dinners and which silence belonged during negotiations. By nineteen, half the elite world already knew her name. Some wanted her beauty beside them at galas. Some wanted the Laurent fortune tied to theirs. Some wanted her gently. Others wanted her too much. And somewhere between candlelit dinners, whispered gossip, ballroom dances, family expectations, and aching glances held too long- Virelai Laurent would learn something dangerous: Being adored by everyone did not mean being free.