A Deadly Affair Book Novels & Stories

Splattered on the furniture and walls, dripping from the coffee table, puddled on the floor. And in the center of the bloody mess was the person she had sucked into pure destruction. She realized they would never truly know of her sordid tales and the mess she had created for everyone around her. However, she felt overwhelming guilt that her dark secrets were the reason for their demise. Who knew being in love could be so deadly? *** Six Months Earlier Emile Astor was a murderer.

Melody looked at Zach dotingly like a woman in love. Zach sure had his way with words. He could easily console Melody with just a few words. I did not listen to the rest of their conversation. My mind was only engrossed in one thing. No wonder Brandon did not like me—he was Melody's husband. I had to give it to Melody. She had an affair right under Brandon's nose, even when they worked together. I wondered what had happened to Brandon after my death in my past life. Then, an idea came to me. I was delighted.

"We already went over this dude. No killing my uncle." "You fail to listen to me. It kills the shadow. Not James Crane." In that moment I felt trepidation like I never knew before. What he was suggesting was.....it was beyond murder. That was pure evil. I envisioned myself living a life without the ever present awareness that slithered through my veins like a living thing and shuddered in terror. It would be better to die than to live like that. "You...I ..you can't do that!" "No I won't. You will. Only your objective has changed. The deadline is the same."

His length pressed against my navel through the shirt, brewing intense heat between my legs. “You're wrong about Luciano,” I blurted in a fit of confusion and partial distraction, the moment he pulled the apple from my mouth. He cocked his head as he took a bite. “How so?” “He’s without a heart. Have you seen the way he murders people without stopping to think?” Adrien scoffed, and for a moment, I saw something ugly in that movement. Something that chilled me to the bones. “He's just a little rebel. You think he enjoys spilling blood?”

Sometimes it was his silhouette, sometimes just his hand, sometimes the Patek Philippe watch I had given him. The comments underneath were always the same. "This is truly God’s perfect arrangement!" "Dante and Olivia are the epitome of true love!" "Bless you both!" Every time I saw them, it felt like a knife twisting in my heart. Under the weight of blow after blow, I decided to go down in flames with them. I uploaded our marriage certificate and the evidence of Dante’s affair to the internet. Along with it, I attached irrefutable proof that Olivia had stolen my notes on cancer gene therapy, including timestamps, experimental data, and even the original spelling errors; all of it was identic

Because undeniably, he wasn’t a good man; she was perfectly aware of it, yet it didn’t change how insanely attracted to him she was. “You’re evil,” she mumbled into Eton's chest. “How do you turn me into such a nympho?” She felt more than heard Eton's laugh. “It’s not my fault you’re a kinky little shit, Curly.” “I’m starting to think you have a thing for my hair,” Kaia said. “Whatever gave you that idea?” Eton said, running his hand through her curls. They fell into a silence that shouldn’t have been so comfortable. “Have you ever killed anyone?” Kaia murmured, trailing her slender fingers down Eton's muscular arm.

"Where are Shelley, Tanya, and Kim? Wait, a minute. Did you kill them too, you backstabbing bitch?" Oh, crap. "No. Shelley was attacked by the dead, and that bitch killed Tanya and Kim when we got here." Andrea found her second wind as she stood, screaming at the top of her lungs and pointing at Casey. "She fucking shot them like dogs!" I glanced back at Casey to see her still ignoring everyone, rocking Mindy. "What the hell?" Danielle spun, examining Casey with shock and rage. "Both y'all shut the fuck up! They were infected. Casey had no choice. I would've done the same thing." Thomas hopped out of the bed of his truck and stalked over to the girls. "Der, get your girl to chill the hell ou

It took me about ten minutes to drive to the elusive bar known as Down The Rabbit Hole. My eyes landed on Wren as soon as I walked in. He was leaning against a pool table as he took a swig of his beer. He also happened to be talking to a very beautiful blond woman. Oh crap. Could this night get any worse? I turned around and tried to make my escape. I never should have come out here. If I had a choice, I would rewind this entire day. I cursed under my breath as I fumbled with my keys. “Cath! Cath, wait!”

I didn't need any more probing as it was obvious he meant every single word. Out of habit, more than a willingness to do the job, I expertly took off the robe, revealing her lingerie and bra I had on. I needed something strong to drown my head in this mess I have gotten myself into. First, it was the loss of the package, then it's been a main suspect in a man's death, not just any man, a member of the Wolfe family, and now I have to dance in front of the dead man and his lunatic stepbrother.

CHAPTER 7 What's even more tragic is that they both turned into ashes when the crime scene exploded. There were no bodies found in the crime scene, which indicated that everyone who died in the tragedy turned into ashes. The kidnapper is now in a mental hospital, having gone insane after realizing all the wrongs they committed in their life. The mastermind behind the crime, Sir Carson's mother's accomplice, escaped and is still being sought after by the police.