Best Gay Mystery Novels & Stories

“Fine, get yourself a beauty after ruining my life with my mother; by the way, I'll be out. Solving this mess you created. And yes, you go ahead building up thoughts in your head. I want you to know this: I love men, I fuck men, and I take blow jobs from men. I am not straight, so whatever plans of being you have, like the very other girl I met, take them off your fucking skull; it doesn't happen, and like my life, I'd not be hard enough; I have to leave with you for a whole year! Impossible.” He slammed the door, and then I realized he had stormed out of the room already, my head in a loop while the words continued. He wasn't done; he was still the same as Zed. Erebus, the Lycan king, is ga

"Do you think I like staying away from you? Do you think it’s easy for me to watch you smile at someone else? To see another man touch you, make you laugh, stand beside you where I used to be?" He thumped his chest with his fist, the sound sharp in the quiet hallway. "It fucking hurts, Rhea." His breathing was ragged now. He looked at her, eyes filled not with desire, but with heartbreak. "I know I can’t love you like that. You know I can’t. I’m gay, Rhea. And you’ve always known that."

“We tracked a burner phone used to call in a fake hospital discharge report. GPS led us here. It was Sophie’s number.” Lucien nodded grimly. “Let’s move.” With weapons drawn, the officers moved in formation as they pushed through the rusted doors. The air inside was stale, metallic. A mix of mold, dust, and something darker. As they crept through the hallways, one of the officers raised a hand, signaling movement ahead. A muffled sound. A whimper. They reached a locked room at the far end of a corridor. The officer kicked it open. Lucien stepped inside—

I turn the door knob open and I take a peak. Just a peak, I tell myself but soon I'm seated on his bed and reading a novel that I got from the shelf of books just at a corner of his room. I can't help it, his room is so arranged, the opposite of what I expected. Everything about the is in black and white, giving it this gothic vibe, I expected it to be beige just like the other rooms. Chasing Red! I've gotten myself so hooked up in the love story of the book that I don't pay attention to my surroundings. I never thought Nathan in all his calm and intimidating self would be interested in novels, romance at that!

The ice cream had been forgotten in just a second. In crime movies, the espionage agents spy on their suspects wherever they go to investigate any suspicious actions without getting caught—because if they do get caught, are they even a true spy? Olivia had never thought about what she really wanted to be in the future as she was still undecided on her future career. But with the way she was pulling off her fake ignorant act, she was once again qualified for another potential job.

There was nothing I would not do for my boss. Now, going back to the question of what the bar was which Garrett had been asking, I smiled. "It was okay. Just a place where people with odd tastes come to chill." I said to him, "Odd taste?" He asked me. "Yes. It was a gay bar. Anything was allowed so long as you didn't attract the cops or trouble." I said as I went to place more things in the wardrobe. "Sounds interesting. So what about you, Jace, did you have odd tastes?" He asked me.

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

Maybe I should find out if I’m actually gay and like men or Im just confused. And then I thought about something. Am I actually gay? Or am I just attracted to Mason Grey

I’m also bisexual but never told a soul. While I was out of town, I let Elijah borrow my MacBook MagSafe charger. I was taking a semester off and rarely used it. A month later it was time to register for classes and my laptop was dead. Elijah was at work so I went into his room looking for the charger. I careful searched as to not make it look like the FBI was looking for the Watergate tapes in there. In his desk I came across what appeared to be a diary. I’m an asshole sometimes I admit. So what did I do? I opened it and read parts of it. Turns out my “straight” roommate has homosexual thoughts and fantasies he has been fighting.

Despite everything – the attack, the threatening message, Emily's warning, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. What kind of secrets was he hiding? And more importantly, was I ready to find out? "Acadia? Are you still there?" Emily's voice brought me back to our conversation. "Yeah, sorry. What exactly did you find?" I walked back to my room as I spoke, needing privacy for this conversation. Emily lowered her voice. "His family... they're connected to some serious underground operations. I'm talking money laundering, blackmail, corporate espionage. But here's the weird part, Dante seems to be the only clean one."