Best Mystery/thriller Romance Books Mga Nobela at Kwento

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

’ She thought as her eyes tears fall. As Loki went home. She only could rest on her bed to forgot everything from her ex and rolled her body side by side then fall asleep, while she kept holding a picture of her and Jen together. •• At a wee mansion of Louise Luthenberg, Louise cheerfully smiled and walked around in his room and sat to his soft couch. As he removed her leather black jacket, an ID card dropped on his floor and felt curious. He was surprised. ‘It was her.. My darling Loki.’

Arpit and I are fond of novels, while he loves to read horror, I am a mystery-thriller fan. I was unwrapping the parcel when Aunty called him and he went to her, telling me to keep his books in his room. The books were 5 while I remembered ordering only 4. I thought to check why I have received an extra book. Horrified by the revelation, the book was The Red Journal. I thought I was hallucinating. I picked up the red book and stood in front of the mirror. It was not my hallucination, it was real, just like me.

I let myself in and put the flux infront him. " I got a distress message saying a grown ass man is throwing tantrum..." He rolled his eyes and grabbed the thermal flux.. The moment the coffee entered his mouth, his face scrunched in disgust and he almost chocked... I couldn't hide my smile ... He glared at me... " You came at this late to give me this? Sugarless, bitter, disgusting coffee? Why not give me poison instead?" His face showed utter disgust... " Well I ain't your girlfriend that I will know the amount of sugar you want... What if you had diabetes? The headlines will show that Madelyn Davenport trying to kill Wyne Moretti... I can't risk that..."

That would be emotional suicide. I moved away from the romance section quickly, like it might contaminate me somehow. Crime thriller. I'd read a crime thriller. Something with murder and investigations and absolutely zero sexual tension. That was safer. Much safer. I browsed the mystery section and pulled out a book I'd heard good things about. A detective novel set in London. Dark, gritty, complex. Perfect. I carried it to one of the comfortable chairs by the window and settled in. The chair was incredibly comfortable—soft leather that seemed to mold around me. There was a small side table with a reading lamp. A footstool I could put my feet up on.

CHAPTER 46 The quiet hum of the night settled around them like a heavy, calming blanket. The storm outside had passed, leaving only the occasional patter of water dripping from the roof. Inside the room, all was still, except for the slow, steady rise and fall of Rylan’s chest beneath Alyssa’s cheek. Both naked under the sheet, they surely couldn't Ignore the spark that comes with it. It felt wrong and at same time, also so right. She lay curled against him, one arm draped lightly over his torso, her fingertips resting just above his heart. Its rhythm was strong… but erratic, like it wasn’t used to being heard.

“Ruby. Focus on me. Breathe. One step at a time. We’ve survived worse. We can survive this.” She pressed her forehead against his chest, letting the steady rhythm of his heartbeat anchor her, even as Dante’s eyes traced every movement, a silent accusation and threat rolled into one. “You’re mine to unravel, Ruby,” Dante said softly, almost hypnotically, his voice like velvet over knives. “And every secret you cling to… every little lie, every moment of hesitation… it only makes my task easier.” Ruby’s chest tightened, panic clawing its way up. “I… I can’t let him…”

My body arched to meet his, and with every thrust, something electric sparked under my skin. "Nathan," his name escaped my lips in a trembling whisper. I wasn't sure if I was begging him to slow down or go faster. Our breathing filled the room, mixing with soft moans and gasps. His scent surrounded me completely, and something deep inside me felt like it was breaking apart and reforming all at once. After what felt like forever, I noticed his movements becoming more urgent, more desperate. I could feel him growing tenser inside me. He groaned and trembled above me, lost in sensations I was only beginning to understand.

Rosie never thought the magick of love might be her downfall… But Caleb wants this unusual woman more than he ever imagined he would. Can he convince her his heart is true before he loses her forever? Awakening: A Paranormal Romantic Thriller Collection Genre: Paranormal Mystery/Thriller with Romantic and Visionary Elements Enter a world where nightmares exist. If you do wake up, you may find it’s not a dream at all… A MISPLACED LIFE Death is only the beginning… Alexa Hamilton is having a bad week. She just died.

The cool midnight air greeted him with the fragrance of roses. He felt the relief instantly, his anxiety dissipating, blown away by the night breeze, leaving only the scent of roses clinging to him like a permanent lover. For a ruthless mafia like him, who’d taken countless lives in the seedy underbelly of Chicago, he couldn’t understand why he found roses to be so comforting. They were such fragile plants, their petals so delicate, like humans whom he could easily crush with his palms. Still, whatever it was, it always did the trick. The scent calmed him down and he relaxed.