Best Romantic Suspense Novels & Stories

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

Not with the warmth of her hand resting in his and the faint pressure of her knee against his thigh, grounding her presence in a way that made everything feel strangely normal. Ben lay on his side facing her, propped on one elbow, studying her as if he were afraid the details might vanish if he looked away too quickly. She was more beautiful than he had imagined. The pale braid that had haunted his dreams lay over one shoulder, its strands catching the dim lamplight in soft silver threads. Her features were delicate but expressive, every shift in her emotion written clearly across her face in a way that made it impossible not to feel whatever she was feeling along with her.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Suzanna's face paled under the layers of makeup, giving her a strange yet gothic appearance, while Alton's crimson returned, deepening to a blood red. "The signatures aren't a problem, are they?" Alton asked, expecting—no demanding—obedience. Before Bryce could answer, I straightened my neck and turned toward my fiancé. "Is this really what you want?" I stepped closer. "What you want? Remember, this is all yours, or it will be. Do you want to become my husband in an office behind closed doors? Or do you want it to happen in a church full of witnesses?" I reached for his hand. "Do you want to join the Carmichaels and Montagues in private or in front of Millie and Ian and Jess and Justin?" As

They had passed the level where they would knock before entering each other's rooms; one step closer. "What are you doing?" He took a seat on the bed beside her and eyed a novel in her hand. "Reading a thriller novel." "Is it intriguing?" her eyes hadn't left the novel ever since he had entered that's what made him think what she was reading was great. "A lot. I haven't read anything like this before. This is my second time reading it." "Means I need to read it too to know what's so great that it has kept my wife hooked. And would probably do the same in real life."

“You will never change, Jessie” “The male lead is A famous hot actor, but secretly a Mafia leader, a psycho, a sex addict. His backstory was traumatizing and sad. Poor Antonio. But the best part of it …it's nothing like the other dark romance I have read…it's refreshing you know, and the twist is top-notch… action and suspense. I wish he could toy with me too. You don't know how many times I got wet from this mother fucking fictional…seducer… Antonio Montero… I would like to touch myself….”

, She chuckled more but soon enough she felt her heart pump at a high speed when she saw him walking towards her . " Am ....am ...am so..", Trembling she began to talk herself inwardly but he was now near her . " What is it Rinna ? , Are you now afraid " , He whisper yelled when she noticed the fear in her eyes but even when she tried to be strong she this time failed to say anything and surprisingly it was not because that he was angry but all because he was near her . He was so near that she now smelled his sweet perfume , the body perfume which was now making her become weaker and to make it worse with the position they were in she realized that his chest was resting on one of her breast

I laughed. "Madam Roserta is a great teacher. And you are an exceptional student," he said…and then he shifted and looked at the sky, his ears red, and I thought it was because he's freezing. "That…and the fact that you look so beautiful tonight. It's easy to charm people when you look as dazzling as the night sky," he said, softly. There it is again. The flame in my nerves and the butterflies in my stomach and the fireworks in my chest. I can't look at him all of a sudden. As if looking at him was too much, and that I would combust again. And his hands were still holding mine, and I'm too aware of his skin on mine; his broad shoulders too close to mine.

I didn't want the silence of the luxury security detailed SUV. My thoughts were a frantic timeline of everything that didn't happen with Slate. We hadn't gotten to explore the chemistry. I knew we had chemistry—it was an undeniable, magnetic pulse that had sizzled the air every single time we were in the same room. The sheer intensity of our attraction, balanced on a knife-edge of danger, had been terrifying and utterly addictive.

I don’t know if it is jealousy or something but I didn’t like the way he wrapped his hand around her waist like that. “Nik?” I heard Sebastian's voice and asked him to come in. “What is it?” he asked, “I found that Greyson, the heart donor, loved Julianna, the woman I talked about…” I spoke, “Oh, that’s a surprise,” he commented, “Yeah,” I replied, “What a coincidence,” he chuckled, “This definitely makes sense now,” he said, looking at me. “You heartache’s and strange beating and all,” he added. “Yeah, but I’m surprised,” I said, “I never heard anything like this before,”