A Killer Romance Novels & Stories

Before I could say Anything, Adrianna charged forward with the question that I'm sure had been on her mind. "Why did they send you to rape me" "To see if you were special to the Italian Mafia Don. I'm sure they've gotten their answer by now" She stepped back and delivered a roundhouse kick to him. I found myself getting turned on all the more. She grabbed him by his hair. I understood that she wanted to be the one to kill him. She grabbed a pistol and shoved it down his throat. The action made my heart beat faster. I could see his eyes widen while she let out a deadly smirk.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

The secluded cliffside villa glowed under a twilight sky, its stone walls a sanctuary from the city’s restless pulse. Kai Castellano stood beneath a rosewood arbor, his black suit unbuttoned, his icy blue eyes soft with devotion. Lorenzo’s revelation—ordering the deaths of Gianna’s and his own mother—had fractured his heart, but their empire, the united Castellanos and La Rosa Nera, held firm. Rosa’s intercepted message about a global mafia network loomed, a storm tied to Lorenzo’s old allies, but tonight, Kai chose love. Their first marriage was a strategic alliance; this remarriage was a vow of choice, a flame to defy the darkness. His jaw tightened, their quiet embrace, Gianna’s unwaverin

“Zoe, you bitch! You ruined everything! You ruined my marriage and my reputation, yet you’re here acting like you own the place?! I wouldn’t be in this state if it weren’t for you!” Her eyes were filled with hatred, as though she wanted to rip me apart. “Even Victor… Even he abandoned me because of you! Do you really think you’ve won?” She rushed at me like a lunatic before completing her sentence, her long nails aimed at my face. Before I could back away, though, someone jumped in front of me. It was that regular customer at the cafe who invited me here, and the heir to this hotel, Luke Wynne. “Please mind your behavior, ma’am.” Luke gripped Summer’s wrist, his voice calm but firm.

She chuckled, and I forced myself to nod. Well, Willow was partially right. I was nervous about getting married to him, but that wasn't all the reasons. If he could kill those girls without even blinking his eyes, what more could he do? He already has them even before he dragged me into his house, he never thought of the moment he spent with them, never tried to reconsider, he just... He just killed the three like that. My heart clenched tightly. “You know... From the romance book I read last night, I got to understand one thing. You two would soon get the spark. From hate to love, that's what they call it.” She grinned dreamily, and I scoffed before pushing her forward.

I, however, dismissed this, and we all continued to have a cool evening at the beach shack dinner joint. Ken is a twenty-five-year-old white male, tallish and pale, with cropped curly sandy hair. His eyes are blue as planet earth viewed from space, and he is devilishly naughty when he smiles. He loves to kitesurf, dive, adventure, gym and is a sculpted, handsome man. He is big and a beast of sorts. Not my type, at all. He sleeps with whomever, whenever and is known to claim he can have whomever he wants. Recently, he left a beautiful and talented graphic designer whom he swears was the one, as her mother was a right pain in the ass. We are classmates, and from the moment he touched me as the

"Then I heard the infamous Slater wanted me of all people to work for him." I slid a sheet of paper over to him, watching as his eyes dropped to it before falling onto the bracelet on my wrist. He had a single mission. A plan devised by 'Detective Rhee' to get him to remember his old life. I genuinely didn't care whether he did or didn't but she was too stubborn. His mission was to kill Frank Parker, the roommate of his ex-girlfriend. She didn't agree to any killing but Parker needed to go. She hoped that upon seeing his ex, he'd remember her and his life would go back to normal. She obviously watched too much television.

Katrina’s sister’s killer turned out to be Philips. Philips was Cassie’s boyfriend before she had an arranged marriage with Aaron. It turned out that her sister had still been in touch with him even after getting married to Aaron. And Philips, enraged that Cassie had married another man, planned her murder and carried it out during one of the nights Cassie had sneaked out to meet him. Philips confessed all that, after being arrested, while in police custody. And those phone call conversations Katrina had overheard Aaron having about her sister were actually with the investigators.

The romantic facade was gone, replaced by the "Killer Wife." "They've started the clock," she said, her voice a death rattle. "Then we stop the clock," Julian replied, his grip on her hand tightening until it hurt. "Tonight, we stop playing defense.”

I was forced back again and again. "Die!" Silvia shouted. I heard the sharp whistle of a blade cutting through the air. I opened my eyes to see that Silvia had been flung straight into Derrick's coffin, while Ximena stood nearby, her face twisted with fury. "You dared drag me into an illusion and nearly got my husband killed by a backstabber." Without wasting a second, she lashed out, her sharp nails slicing through Silvia and killing her instantly, then stripped off her own wedding dress and forced it onto Silvia's corpse before carving a few words into the body.