Awaiting Her Beau
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"Do you have anything to say?"
He shook his head, but never shifted his gaze from her face.
"Well then, what do you want?" She snapped, tired of his incessant staring.
He shook his head again, still remaining speechless.
She sighed. "Is there something on my face?"
He nodded.
"Well, what is it?" She asked, her gaze now locked on his.
"Your beauty."
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On a dark and stormy night, two families gather in a house and tell each other stories to keep things lively.
Funny stories, tragic stories or thrillers?
Find out as you embark on this unparalleled journey consisting of a dashing prince and his love interest, to a beggar and his road to success, and even two agents who never see eye to eye.
Grab a packet of popcorn, some chips and a bottle of soft drink as you settle comfortably on your bed and experience history, the present and the future through the pages of this book.
Certainly, you won't ever drop it.
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1st place under the Teen Fiction category in the WalkbyFaith Awards 2021.
1st place under the Romance category in the Faith Alive Awards 2022.
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