Best Murder Mystery Romance Books

Detective Catharine Maximo whose sister also disappeared, came looking for the mastermind behind this mystery. Every year a girl would be found missing. She's been wanting to solve this and find out the culprit for months. Recently, a corpse was found. It was evident that the victim was brutally murdered. She digs information. But could she ever find her sister alive by then? What is the cost of solving the mystery of-- Eency Weency?

This story bothers on a young girl who starved get husband, for many months, disallowing him to have sex with her, because she had a baby through a C-section. She was determined to stay without sex, also because of the trauma of loosing her baby, but so much for avoiding sex, after few months, she discovers she is with child. How did she get pregnant? Her husband never touched her, and she has no memory of having sex with anyone. She encountered so many insults and suffering still the mystery was not unraveled. Find out, who is the baby daddy.

Warga Brightcrown City dihebohkan dengan munculnya sebuah kasus 'keracunan yang melibatkan seorang anak public figure. Meski tidak ada keinginan untuknya terlibat secara langsung, berita yang masih belum bisa dipastikan kebenarannya ini cukup menarik perhatian Lady Viscaria—yang kemudian memutuskan untuk kembali mengenakan mantel detektifnya untuk mengungkap kejahatan dibalik kasus 'keracunan' tersebut. Namun, keterlibatannya dalam kasus yang membawanya ke sebuah situasi di mana keselamatannya terancam, menjadi semakin pelik dengan munculnya potongan puzzle yang telah lama dicarinya bersamaan dengan datangnya sebuah surat misterius dari Hawthorn Lodge yang mengisyaratkan sebuah pembunuhan di malam perayaan tahun baru. Keingintahuannya yang begitu besar mengantarkannya ke tempat di mana drama pembunuhan yang telah diisyaratkan itu benar-benar terjadi. Sementara Lady Viscaria, The Guardian of Brightcrown City, berusaha menyatukan keping-keping puzzle yang aneh ini, kasus 'keracunan' yang telah ditutup kembali dibuka oleh Inspektur LeBlanc—karena suatu alasan tertentu, dan pembunuhan kedua terjadi tepat dihadapan Lady Viscaria.

Book 1 Saints and Sinners She was the light to my dark. The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves. A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched. Until someone took that innocence from her. She left. The darkness in my heart was finally complete. I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back. Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money. She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching. This time I won’t let her escape. I will make her back into the girl I knew. Whether she likes it or not. Book 2 Judge and Jury I can’t stop watching her. I’m not even sure I want to. Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in. She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought. The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time. I know I should execute her. After all that’s what I do. I am the Judge. I eliminate threats to The Family. And Taylor is a threat. But I don’t want to kill her. Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.

How can someone fall in love when they don't even know who they are? At the age of ten, she was left at the orphanage without any recollection of who she was and where she came from. Twenty years later, Clara now the CEO of her own security company, SST, provides top-of-the-line security systems and technology that stamps out the competition. If only they could get the biggest shipping company in the country to upgrade their outdated system. But it seems that the CEO, Sebastian Colfer, will do everything to thwart their efforts. Or so it seems. Behind his icy demeanor, he has a hidden agenda. The mystery surrounding her appearance at the orphanage keeps her busy these days, and having somebody in her life is not part of her plan. ---=--- This book is purely fictional. Any similarities with people in real life are purely coincidental. ---=--- Sitting in the back seat of the car, Clara could feel the heat emanating from his body. His legs were spread out a little too wide, and they were rubbing against her outer thigh. She tried not to let it affect her, but his arm seemed to graze hers every time the car moved, and that unnerved her a little. They were sitting a little too close if you asked her. She tried to get away from him, as far as the space could allow, but her brother won't cooperate. He scolded her to stop squirming. She was just trying to find a comfortable position that would keep their body parts from touching. Sebastian was tormenting her and she's had enough, elbowing her brother she told him to switch places with her. ‘Are you scared of me?’ Sebastian whispered.

What will happen when a student falls in love with her teacher who will break her completely due to any reason. That girl will decide to commit suicide. Will he be able to save her or find her and take her back to his life or will he lose her forever?

BLURB OF THE STORY Ang simpleng buhay ni Cassey ay biglang nagbago dahil sa isang aksidente. Pagkatapos niyang magising sa pagkaka-comatose ay nagkaroon siya ng partial amnesia. Hindi niya maalala ang mga nangyari bago siya naaksidente. Ngunit kasabay ng pagkakaroon niya ng amnesia ay ang pagkakaroon naman niya ng kakayahang makakita ng mga kaluluwa ng taong namayapa na. Dahil sa bagong kakayahan niyang iyon ay nakilala niya ang kaluluwa ng kamamatay pa lamang na artistang si Dindy Arevalo. Humingi ito sa kanya ng tulong na iparating niya sa fiance nitong si Marcus Monteverde na hindi ito nagpakamatay katulad ng pagkakaalam nito at muling pa-imbestigahan sa lalaki ang dahilan ng pagkamatay ng aktres. Dahil mahirap ang ipinapagawa ng kaluluwa ni Dindy kaya tinanggihan niya ito. Ngunit sa bandang huli ay nagdesisyong siyang tulungan ito dahil na rin sa walang tigil na pangungulit nito sa kanya. Pero paano niya sasabihin kay Marcus na nakikita at nakakausap niya ang fiancee nito at ang tungkol sa nais iparating ng babae dito nang hindi siya magmumukhang nababaliw sa mga mata ng binata? At ano ang gagawin niya ngayong nalalagay sa panganib ang buhay niya dahil sa ginagawa niyang pagtulong sa pagtuklas ng tunay na dahilan ng pagkamatay ni Dindy?

At my own wedding, the groom switched—Malcolm Lowell bailed, and the best man stepped in. Lumi, the Irving's real daughter, latched onto Malcolm's arm and smirked from the crowd. "I was just feeling a little low," she said. "Didn't think Malcolm would go this far for me." Malcolm raised a brow. "I just wanted to make her happy. You took her spot for years. Time to pay it back. This is for your own good." That's when it hit me—this whole wedding was a setup, a twisted show just to entertain Lumi. All because I was the adopted one. I'd lived in her place for over two decades. I didn't cry. Didn't freak out. I just took the new groom's hand, faced the priest, and said, "Keep going."

Seeing nothing but the bare self of a girl in his kitchen, his thought suddenly went blank, even her grumbling stomach couldn’t get to him. A strange nude girl in his kitchen was something he hadn’t thought he would see in the next hundred years. She was weird, her long unraveled reddish brown hair was covering her face. Her body held, different old and new scars . And when she lift her eyes to look at him. The eyes was something he hasn’t seen before burning in flames. And a mixture of gold and blue. In a flash it swipe to deep sea blue eyes. The mop stick he held fell from his hands, leaving his mouth ajar. “Who are you?” He thought a thief had sneak in here, probably a food thief in his kitchen, but he ended up seeing something else. And she blinked her long and full lashes at him. Innocently. “Who the hell, are you?” He asked, his eyes running up and down her naked body again. He gulped down an invisible lump on his throat. What’s he gonna do? Her stomach growls. And she whined, giving him pleading eyes. He suddenly felt his knee went weak. “What are you doing here?” Was this some kind of nightmare, or what the hell was it?

There's a little shop downstairs that sells organ soup. It's always packed with customers. People line up as if bewitched, eager for a bowl. I've often wondered what secret ingredient made their soup so irresistible. This afternoon, I finally found my answer. Floating in my bowl was a piece of human skin—inked with a tattoo I knew all too well. It was the one etched on my boyfriend's arm.