Best Romantic Suspense Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hello readers, thank you for following the story so far. The plot is about to take a dark and intense turn. I made an effort to incorporate the elements of a dark romance, danger, suspense, and maybe a bit of romance. Keep in mind that the title of this book is “TAINTED LOVE” (A Dark Mafia Romance). What is the first thing that comes to your mind? If you believed the book was dark in the previous chapters, well, it has just intensified. LOL.

His voice sent goosebumps shooting through my arms and chest. I tried to keep myself composed by shutting my eyes tight, but when I opened them, his gaze was locked in them. He leaned in closer, his voice soft like a whisper. “Then let me show you my favorite spot here. A better view. A better drink.” And when his hand brushed mine, just lightly, my pulse leapt like it had been waiting for permission to live again. I didn’t know that drinking martini could be so sexy until I met this stranger. He placed his lips on the edge of the glass, his eyes never leaving mine as he downed every drop of liquid.

Right now, I'm working on a romantasy about a Dragonborne woman who is rejected by her fated mate and hunted to death. I also have an idea for The Ice Queen and Her Loyal Bodyguard, a forbidden romance between two people who should never fall in love. Then there's an enemies-to-lovers story about an obsessive older brother and sister who secretly team up to break up their younger siblings' relationship... only to end up falling for each other instead. And finally, a suspense romance where a college student begins to suspect that the professor she's secretly in love with may have murdered his own wife. So yes...

Comment your thoughts too, please. My Other Books . . The Alpha’s Christmas Present – A Dark Werewolf Romance. . . That Royal Betrothal – A Royal Romantic Adventure story . . . Badboy and Our Wrong Love - A Highschool Love Story

Him! I’m about to scream, but another firm hand clasps my mouth. I try to struggle, but the grip is far too tight for someone as little as me. “Calm down if you don’t want to get caught”, Truce's low, deep voice warns. His breath fans my neck and I feel goosebumps rise on my skin. If my heart was racing before, now it’s running a marathon. This is the closest I’ve ever been to Truce. His sweet scent of mist, musk, and darkness filled my senses. I suddenly realised how warm his body was—a bit too warm. He let go of my hands almost immediately as if he had read my thoughts.

"A... used one?" "A romantic mystery," you said, showing her the front. "It's from the seventies, and is about a female detective who gets involved with the man who hires her to investigate his wife's murder. I'm hoping it's got Castle vibes." She broke into a smile, taking the book from you and turning it over in her hands. Then she kissed you again, on her tiptoes. "Has anyone told you that you're the sweetest?" she asked. "Not today," you smiled.

Not dark and dangerous. “Have you done this before?” He walked back toward me slowly, gently tapping the blindfold against his palm. I shook my head, unable to speak. I stepped back slowly as he approached. His gaze was dark and predatory—and I loved it. I really did. “Shall I be the first?” he asked. I didn’t know whether to say yes or no. I stopped when my back hit the wall and leaned against the cold tile. “I’ll take your silence as a yes, kitty,” he smirked. One hand traced lazy patterns along my hip while the other rested on the wall above my head. He leaned in close—so close I could still smell champagne on his breath.

He glanced at the table where all my blackmail devices lay exposed, before turning his cold gaze back to me. “You think you can use all this… all this bullshit on me? You think your fucked ass can get you the Dunes entity?” He turned slightly, his eyes flicking briefly toward the guards by the couch. “Light my cigar, Roman.” The taller one moved at once, offering a lit cigar. Blake took it without a word, bringing it to his lips and drawing in a slow, controlled drag, his gaze never leaving mine. “Lucien, talking about wasting her… mmmm… her pussy smells good, and… it tastes good too… I think there's something about her worth keeping for now.”

"But that time, I was planning a swim." In the living room of a Savannah hotel suite, we were transported back to Del Mar. "You were the most beautiful woman I'd seen. I came out of the water and there you were. So sexy and sophisticated." I ran my finger over her lips. "And your mouth. Witty and smart. Yet young and innocent. "My cock is getting hard just thinking about that bathing suit." Charli wiggled beneath me, her round curves and hard planes rubbing against all the right places.

“This isn’t a romance novel, Lila. It’s my life. And I don’t want sparks with him. I want him to leave me alone.” But deep down, a small, traitorous part of her wasn’t so sure. Meanwhile, Damien stared out at the skyline from his office, a glass of scotch in hand though the sun was barely past noon. Grace Monroe was dangerous not because she could ruin him, but because she could distract him. And Damien Blackwood didn’t allow distractions. Yet for the first time in years, he didn’t feel like a man in control. He felt like a man on the edge of something he couldn’t quite name.