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Love and Lawyers Series by Alexa Riley – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.booksnovels.com Wed, 29 Oct 2025 22:11:20 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0.1 http://www.booksnovels.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Love and Lawyers Series by Alexa Riley – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.booksnovels.com 32 32 Case Closed (Love and Lawyers #4) Read Online Alexa Riley http://www.booksnovels.com/case-closed-love-and-lawyers-4-read-online-alexa-riley Wed, 29 Oct 2025 22:11:20 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/case-closed-love-and-lawyers-4-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Love and Lawyers Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 187(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)

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Scout is terrified of love. Well, more specifically she's terrified to fall so hard she can't think straight. That's what it feels like when she's with Taylor, so of course she's going to run in the other direction. In an attempt to cure herself of all those emotions, she goes on a blind date with someone that's the opposite of Taylor in every way. But when the man himself shows up and saves her from the worst date ever, how is she supposed to be angry?

Taylor knows that two things in life are certain. One, that he's loved Scout since the moment he laid eyes on her. And second, that she loves pissing him off. As soon as Scout quits pretending she doesn't love him back, they can get on with their happily ever after. Until then, he's not going to make it easy on her.

Love and Lawyers break all the rules when three best friends find their forever. Come along with us as we throw order out of the courtroom and leave judgement at the door

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Chapter One

SCOUT

Desperate times call for desperate measures, which is why I’m on my way to a first date with a man I found on a dating app. I’ve never tried one before, but again, I’m in desperate need of a second date. One that has the guy coming with me to my work's Halloween party.

My cousin is one of the partners at the law firm, but his wife is really the one throwing it. Halloween is her favorite holiday, and I get it. It’s fun to dress up, and you can be anyone you want. I have to go, not only because I run a big part of the law firm's daily ins and outs, but also because I love my cousin’s new wife, Abbie.

In fact, I'm the reason they met and are now together. I remind them of this only about once a week. That's really not much since I see them both almost every day.

I run my hands down the front of my dress, making sure there aren't any wrinkles. I'm coming straight from work, so I didn’t bother changing. Since I hold down the front desk at the firm, I'm always dressed up. But who am I kidding? If I could sleep in heels, I would. I’ve never shied away from my height; I'm tall, and the heels only make me that much taller.

I pull out my phone to double-check the details. I can be type A and rigid at times, and I know that about myself. I also know that I can’t change it. It’s who I am, and most men find me prickly. That’s why I never dated much. It was always one bad date after another. It never used to bother me. I was content, or maybe that’s what I’ve been telling myself.

Watching everyone around me fall in love is making me question it. That has to be the reason I’m so freaking attracted to Taylor. He’s the firm’s go-to man for anything and everything. If you want information, he’ll find it one way or another. I don’t think he cares if it's legal or not.

I respect that, and it’s wildly impressive. Hell, everything about him is, but Taylor isn't the man for me. He's too everything. Too tall, too handsome, too smart, and most of all too domineering. The man doesn't have to say a word and my body responds. His presence makes me have this weird need to please him. I have the strangest urge to sit on his lap as if it were my throne.

Yeah, no thanks.

It's those kinds of thoughts that are going to get me in trouble. Taylor is the kind of man that will break me. I need someone who is calm, maybe even passive. The type I can't fall madly in love with because that isn't in the cards for me. Once upon a time, I watched my mother fall head over heels for a man. Then it was one after another. It made her a mess, and if there’s one thing in life I hate, it’s messes.

I need a boring kind of love. So that’s why I am here tonight. I know this guy isn't the one, but he’s safe and could be useful. If I take a date with me to the Halloween party, then Taylor might back off.

I use my phone to check my hair and makeup. I should have done a touch-up before I left the office, but what was the point? I'll have dinner and make small talk, then invite him to the Halloween party. Easy enough.

“Good evening,” the hostess greets me when I enter the restaurant.

“Evening,” I say, returning her smile. “I’m meeting Frankie Witt.”

“Yes, he is already here. Follow me.” She grabs one of the menus before leading me through the restaurant. I spot Frankie before we get to the table, and when he sees me, he stands and pulls out my chair for me.

“You’re prettier than your pictures." He says it while slightly pursing his lips, making me not fully believe him. “But you’re a lot taller than I expected.”

This isn't said as though it's a good thing. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him he’s a lot shorter than I expected, but I keep myself in check. I force a smile because he doesn’t appear anything like his pictures, but I can’t be mad about it. I’m aware that I’m kind of using him for a date.

The hostess hands me the menu before telling us the server will be with us shortly.

“You know,” Frankie says as he flips open the menu, “I love a good restaurant in the lobby of a hotel.”

He smirks, and any guilt I felt over using him is washed away. Frankie is only in this to get between my legs. How interesting, since he doesn’t seem to care for my long legs.

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Guilty As Charged (Love and Lawyers #3) Read Online Alexa Riley http://www.booksnovels.com/guilty-as-charged-love-and-lawyers-3-read-online-alexa-riley Sun, 12 Oct 2025 20:13:27 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/guilty-as-charged-love-and-lawyers-3-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Novella, Virgin Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Love and Lawyers Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22648 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)

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Abbie is being harassed online but she doesn't know by whom. On top of that, her contracts with her business partner prevent her from defending herself or tracking down the stalker. Desperate for help, her friend puts her in touch with an attorney to see what her options are. Not only does attorney Spencer Chapman come to her rescue, but he might actually be the hero of her dreams.

Spencer has been into comic books since he was a kid, so when a comic book artist is in need of help, he's all too happy to lend a hand. From the moment, he meets Abby he knows she's his forever, and he's willing to do whatever it takes to keep her safe. If she needs a hero, he'll happily be that for her and much, much more.

Love and Lawyers break all the rules when three best friends find their forever. Come along with us as we throw order out of the courtroom and leave judgement at the door

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Chapter One

ABBIE

Why is this so challenging for me? I pause on the busy sidewalk to try to give myself a pep talk, but it only lasts half a second before I’m nearly knocked over.

“Walk much?” a person mutters in annoyance as they hurry past.

“Sorry,” I say to no one in particular as I step to the side to get out of everyone’s way.

You’d think I didn’t grow up in the city, but I was born and raised here. I used to love it until recently—now not so much. Fear really can rule your whole life if you let it. That’s what today is about. Hopefully I’m going to regain part of my life.

The cops won't do anything, so I'll have to go about this a different way. That's where Scout comes in. I met her a few months back at a comic book convention. Comics weren't her thing, but she was there getting a couple of books as a birthday present for her cousin.

I always dress up when I go to conventions, and she complimented my outfit. When she asked to see more of me in cosplay, we shared Instagram handles. Scout and I messaged casually back and forth for a while, but then my life started to go to shit.

When she noticed that I wasn't posting anymore or replying to people, she became worried and reached out more frequently. Thankfully, we switched over to texting before I shut down my social media altogether. It had to be done for my mental health and possibly my physical health too.

“Hey!” someone shouts, and I lift my head. The hood of my sweatshirt falls back, and I see Scout standing there holding open a glass door. “Come on now.” She motions with her hand like I’m a wild animal she’s afraid to scare off. “It’s safer in here.”

Her sincere smile gets me moving, and I walk inside. “Thanks.”

“I said I’d come get you.” Scout reaches out, giving my shoulder a small squeeze. Her keen eyes assess me, but I wave her off.

“I’m good.” I run my hands down the front of my sweatpants to dry them off. They feel clammy, and I have the urge to turn around and run back home. I’ve become a hermit living behind locked doors all the time.

“You’re not fine.” Scout looks me up and down dramatically.

“Ouch, do I look that terrible?”

“No!” Scout immediately shakes her head. “I meant you’re usually dressed up in some way. At least from the times I’ve been around you and then all of your social stuff.”

“I know.” I puff out a breath.

Scout’s right; this isn’t me. I’ve never been one to wear baggy sweats and not care about my clothes. Fashion feels like art to me, and I choose what to wear based on my mood. I've made some of my own stuff as well since it comes with the cosplay territory.

I guess what I’ve got on matches my mood. I'm hiding myself in every which way, and still the walls are pushing in on me.

"Come on. Let's see how we can help." Scout links her arm into mine and leads the way.

She always looks great too, but more high-end fashion. She’s so put together that if I passed her on the street, I'd think she was a fancy lawyer. She reminds me of those get-ready-with-me videos where everything is perfect when they do their morning and nighttime routines. I bet she’s on one of those schedules that keeps her productive.

"Miss Mann is always allowed up, Clark,” Scout tells one of the two men behind a marble desk. “I'll email you her details." Behind them is a screen listing all the floors in the building with the names next to each floor.

I know jackcrap about law offices and buildings, but this one is really nice. They have to be good to afford it here. I should have googled the firm, but I've been in a funk and staying away from the Internet altogether.

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Attorney Privilege (Love and Lawyers #2) Read Online Alexa Riley http://www.booksnovels.com/attorney-privilege-love-and-lawyers-2-read-online-alexa-riley Thu, 25 Sep 2025 15:48:53 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/attorney-privilege-love-and-lawyers-2-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Novella, Virgin Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Love and Lawyers Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25568 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)

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Emerson could not be a more reluctant bride. She’s being forced into an arranged marriage for the sake of her parent’s reputation, and she doesn’t have a choice. When she goes to the attorney’s office to sign the prenup, she doesn’t expect the attorney to warn her. She also doesn’t expect him to make her feel like she’s the most beautiful woman in the world.

Gideon Bennett takes one look at the engaged woman in his office and knows she can’t sign the prenup. Not only because it strips her of power and money, but because she belongs to him. She just doesn’t know it yet. He’ll do everything in his power to make her his, and that includes going outside attorney/client privilege.

Love and Lawyers break all the rules when three best friends find their forever. Come along with us as we throw order out of the courtroom and leave judgement at the door

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Chapter One

EMERSON

It’s a petty thing to do, but I only have small ways to rebel. If my mother wants to drive me insane, I’ll do it right back, and we can both be miserable together. Still, I cringe when I hear my name screeched across the garden.

“What?” I call back as I finish pruning the rose bush.

“You come when I call you.” I mouth the words at the same time she says them. If my mother is anything, it’s predictable.

“Coming,” I shout as I stand and brush the dirt off my knees.

“Are you freaking serious right now, Emerson? You know we are about to leave, and that’s a two-thousand-dollar vintage Chanel dress.”

How could I possibly forget the meeting with a lawyer about my prenup? So romantic. I’m wondering why I don’t get my own lawyer instead of using Conner, but I guess it doesn’t matter. It’s not like I have anything to my name. Everything belongs to my parents.

“Really?” I scrunch my nose as I look down at my dress. I mean, it’s not hideous. It’s minty green, but it does have a cute collar. It’s something my mother referred to as a tea dress, but I think it looks like something a doll would wear. “It doesn’t even have pockets.”

“Go wash your hands.” She sighs and rolls her eyes. “The driver is here.”

The driver has a name, and it’s Charlie, but I doubt she cares. My mother is worried about more important things than the people that work for her.

“Fine,” I concede.

What choice do I really have when my parents control my life? Though I’m not sure my mother would agree with my feelings on the matter, because if she did, then I wouldn't be playing in the dirt.

“I swear, I’m going to have this whole garden removed.”

My stomach sinks at her words, but I’m careful not to respond. Partly because she’s already walking away, and I’m losing the garden either way. Seeing it ripped out after all the years of work I put into it would break my heart. This place is my sanctuary and the small bit of freedom I’ve been allowed. Out here the space is open, and I can breathe. The walls aren’t closing in on me like they do when I’m with them.

When I get inside, Mason gives me an apologetic look. When I move out, I’m going to miss him the most. I mimic the over-dramatic eye-roll my mother always does to him, making him smirk. It’s our thing to do imitations of her behind her back. It’s one thing he does that always makes me smile.

While washing my hands in the kitchen sink, I contemplate for the millionth time whether I could escape. I’m not sure where I’d go since I might be the poorest rich person in the world. Is that a thing?

I’m surrounded by wealth that some people dream of, and although my basic needs are met, if I walked out the door, I’d have nothing and nowhere to go. I don’t even have a freaking ID or know where my Social Security card or birth certificate are. Hell would freeze before my mother would hand any of it over to me.

We live outside the city, so I’d have to walk forever to make it anywhere. With all the true crime podcasts I listen to, kidnapping seems like a possibility. I assume that’s what happens to every girl walking alone on an empty road. Still, if I made it to the city, then what? I guess I could sleep on a bench.

“I told you we were leaving,” my mother snaps.

“Sorry.” I dry my hands, and when I turn around, she snatches the towel from me.

“There is dirt on your face.” She rubs it against my cheek roughly, and I try to pull back.

“Ouch.”

“Stop being dramatic.” Her eyes move over me from head to toe. "Where is the ring?"

Oh, crap. That’s a good question. Where is the ring? I don’t know because I'm always taking it off. I hate the dang thing. It's gaudy and snags on everything. It's also a reminder that I am days away from marrying Conner.

He’s also a reminder that if I walk out the door, I'd be royally screwed. I'm utter shit at reading people, and he provides all the proof I need. At one time I didn't think he was a total cheating jerk, but boy was I wrong.

"In my room?"

"Are you asking me or telling me?" My mother can’t seem to hide her irritation.

"I'll be right back." I step around her and hurry and go get it, but the rug catches my heel, and I almost faceplant. Luckily I catch myself on the counter before I do, and I hear my mother’s disapproval behind me.

"Those classes clearly aren't worth the money." She huffs and stomps past me. "Meet me in the car. We won't keep people waiting just because you're behaving like a silly little girl."

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Legally Binding (Love and Lawyers #1) Read Online Alexa Riley http://www.booksnovels.com/legally-binding-love-and-lawyers-1-read-online-alexa-riley Sat, 30 Aug 2025 08:35:54 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/legally-binding-love-and-lawyers-1-read-online-alexa-riley Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Novella, Virgin Authors: Alexa Riley Series: Love and Lawyers Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23679 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)

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Piper Gray got fired, and now her boss is suing her for breach of contract. It's not like she has anything worth taking, but still, she has to meet with his lawyer and find out exactly how bad things are going to get. Only when she locks eyes with Attorney Landon Adair, suddenly he's the one protecting her instead of grilling her.

Landon and his two best friends started Adair, Bennett, and Chapman Law Firm to make a name for themselves. So why in the world would he throw away one of his wealthiest and well connected clients? It's professional suicide, but none of that matters, not anymore. Piper Gray thawed his frozen heart with one look, and now there's nothing he'll let get in the way.

Love and Lawyers break all the rules when three best friends find their forever. Come along with us as we throw order out of the courtroom and leave judgement at the door

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Chapter One

PIPER

The meeting I have to attend or face legal consequences is already intimidating me, and now the building is intimidating me too. I stare up at it as a few raindrops hit me in the face, and I think it might be the tallest in the city.

“Move.” A man bumps into me, pushing me forward, and I drop my umbrella.

He doesn’t bother to give me a second glance as he rushes inside, so I grab my umbrella off the ground before I get drenched. When I walk into the building, my sneakers squeak on the shiny polished floor. The security guards' attention comes right to me, and I wonder if I look like a threat.

“May we help you?” one of them asks.

His eyes go up and down my body with disappointment at my jeans and basic shirt. I didn’t see why I needed to get dressed up for this. I’m not going before a judge. Plus, it’s not like I have anything nice enough for this place to begin with.

“I have a meeting.” They both appear skeptical. Does it count as a meeting if I’ve been bullied into showing up? I still can’t believe it has come this far, but here I am, nonetheless.

“I do, I swear.” I don’t want to be here, and now I’m going to have to convince my way inside. Great.

“With whom?”

“I believe his name is Mr. Adair.”

Okay, so I don’t believe, I know that’s his name. Of course I googled him. How could I not? Afterwards I wished I hadn’t because he’s one of the top lawyers in the state. I shouldn’t be surprised because Mr. Wilson always has the best of everything and is quick to let everyone know it. He would make it a point to have the best legal team.

"Your name and ID." The guard holds his hand out, and I have to tuck my umbrella under one arm so I can pull my bag close. I’m careful to not let them see inside.

Once I find my ID, I hand it over, and the guard takes his time looking down at it and back to me four times. He finally hands it back, and I gently put it back into my bag, in the side pocket.

“The Adair, Bennett, and Chapman Law Office is on the sixty-sixth floor.”

“How many floors are there in this building?”

“Sixty-six.”

“Right.” Of course it’s all the way on the top floor. I take a deep breath, but my fear of heights is making my hands shake. “Thank you,” I mumble before I head over to the bank of elevators and hit the button. When the doors slide open, I step inside and select the top floor. Once they close, I check inside my bag again.

“You keep being quiet, okay?” I tell the tiny kitten inside.

I found him on the way here, so what choice did I have but to put him in my bag? He was shivering in the rain, and I’m not a monster. The same can’t be said about the people in this building. I bet they put their law office on the top floor to intimidate people. It’s their way of being the king of the building, along with letting everyone know they can afford it.

When I reach the top floor, I step out and face a big reception desk. A tall blonde stands, and her icy blue eyes land on me. She’s really pretty and put together with her silky cream-colored blouse and shiny, perfectly styled hair. Somehow her perfection is as intimidating as the building.

I aspire to achieve her level of sophistication one day. I'm not sure being a dog walker and pet sitter will get me there, but who knows? I didn’t think I could be blackmailed into being a surrogate, either, so I guess I shouldn’t rule it out.

I run a hand down my damp hair, which I'm sure is starting to frizz, as I approach the reception desk.

"Good afternoon." She gives me a bright smile before picking up the glasses off her desk and putting them on. "I'm Scout." Wow, even her name is cool.

Whatever stuck-up ice queen I was trying to peg her as melts away. I should know better than most people not to judge. I thought Mr. Willson was a good guy, but clearly he isn’t.

In fact, Mr. Wilson isn’t a good husband or dog owner. He sucks all the way around. Why he wants to be a father I have no idea because he’ll suck at that too. I’m sure he’ll hire a nanny and ignore the kid the same way he hired me but ignored the dog.

"Piper Gray," I say, trying to return the warm smile. It’s no use because I'm not feeling it. Not only because of my mood, but my clothes are damp, and the cool air conditioning isn't helping.

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