Best Crime-romance Books Novels & Stories

Will he ever regret for what he did to Luna. What will happen between Melissa and Gabriel? Will she forgive him or move on. Indeed there are many questions. But your lovely author is ready to answer them. Oh no. Not with words but with my new story. Like I already once told you guys I have other plans for Hunter and that was my plan. A New Dark Romance Story of Hunter Knight. Monstrous Love. Monstrous Love is not a sequel of Billionaire's Madness but it's only a story of Hunter knight's life.

Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"

He crushes his cigarette into the ashtray on the table and without waiting for more I climb on his lap, pushing my body into his hard one. I place my hand on his chest and he looks at me in amusement. A small smirk appears out of the corner of his mouth. "What are you doing sweetheart?" he asks in playfulness and I hushed him by putting my finger on top of his surprisingly soft lips. I didn't realize that when did I start stroking his lips but when a warm feeling enveloped my wrist I was back in reality. I gasp at our closeness, I couldn't remember when did my body leaning forward into his.

said Rian who was just about to call one of the coffee shop employees, before Yara interrupted him with an order to her mother's employee to get Rian's experimental coffee from the refrigerator. "I'm getting ready to listen to her vent, she even wants to poison me," Rian grumbled. "This one is delicious, I swear. I guess I really have to break my heart before my coffee recipe can work." Rian received a glass of coconut milk coffee, the latest menu from Yara's experiment. After taking a sip, Rian nodded in agreement with Yara's previous words. "What's the reason he dumped you?" Rian asked curiously. "Shouldn't you be the one who dumped him? I've told you all along that he often takes advantag

And she couldn't get enough of him. I wish he could stay all day, and what? wake up Blair, he's a cop. You need to keep your distance... "I will go, and yes... you're holding me back, in a good way Blair. I like it. Text me okay?" His words made her happy, she was feeling like one of those characters that she would read on her kindle. She was a sucker for romance books, her marriage was supposed to be her ever after as the books had recited over and over again. But it was her tragedy, there won't be a happy ending with her. Not even with Ian.

Then he tells me. Not everything at once. Not in order. Pieces, like shells washed up after a storm. Berlin vaults. Auctions. Mafias. A weapon called the swarm. A woman named Sofia who laughed like sunlight and died saving her daughter. A girl named Elena who almost burned the world to feel clean. A choice—mercy over vengeance—made in a crumbling palazzo in Rome. He speaks of blood and betrayal and nights when they thought they wouldn’t see another sunrise. He speaks of love—fierce, desperate, the kind that survives when everything else burns. He speaks of coming here—three broken men with nothing left but each other—and deciding to stay.

Cassie feigned innocence, a subtle smirk still playing on her lips as she winked at hades. She took a sip of her drink, her eyes darting between the two brothers. “Oh, dear. Are we talking about mafia business? I’m afraid I’m just a simple Russian girl, not much for complex dealings. Just here for the glitter. And the pretty boys.” She gave Gregory a playful pat on the arm, a gesture of ownership that seemed to irk Hades the more.

Louise: “Ready? I’ll be there in five minutes.” I still haven’t decided what excuse to give her when she asks why I’m obsessed with this thing. I could say I drove drunk and hit a guy. But if I tell her that afterward he shoved a gun in my face, robbed me, threatened me, and I still want to find him… yeah, that would be too much, even for Camile. Camile: “Sorry, Lou. My brother’s warehouse got broken into. I had to rush over here.” The message shakes me. I call her. Voicemail.

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

I didn't want to see that. "Make that the last fucking time or I'll string you back up like shark meat, ca-peash cabrón" Lucien snarled. They are winding each other's wheels up with this cabrón calling. "Mi amor, la princesa de la mafia.- she is an angel and deserves to be called it at any chance given" Carlos went on. "Have you two had enough yet" I cut in with annoyance. They both fell silent. Their eyes glued to each other asif silently carrying on their drama between themselves.