Best Romantic Suspense Novels & Stories

She hasn't had this feeling in so many years and feeling it right now gave her a lot of Goosebumps. Soon, the car got to the restaurant, as Cassandra walked in, she scanned around the room and as soon as her eyes clashed with his, she felt her heart pound so hard in her chest, a feeling which made her feel that she might drop dead any minute. Dennis watched the beauty who walked towards him, he felt like a spell was placed on him and the feelings he had for her drew stronger. He couldn't deny the fact that she looks so beautiful and way younger than her age, he could see some men nearby staring at her as she walked past them and that brought a slight of jealousy in him as he wondered how man

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

David Del Valle had decided to stay at the salon, to make sure that everything was in good condition, and Maria went back to Miami with Emiliano Romero, she needed, according to her, some time to rest and cool down her brain, which had become so frustrated. That same day, when the Mexican woman finished investigating Daniel's mistress, they returned home. After three weeks, Maria began to attend to business, but there was a day when she arrived very tired; sometimes when she was too exhausted she preferred to rest in a room by herself; Then she arrived, took a warm shower, relaxed in a bubble bath, then lay down on her bed, but when she tried to fall asleep she couldn't, she was too pensive,

Jasmine" he called and I looked back. "Thanks" he said again and I smiled. 💊 Susan's POV 💊 🗨️ "What do you mean the plan failed?" Ryan asked over the phone obviously getting angry. "I followed all your instructions Ryan, I took all the hospital's supply of Heparin, delivered the letter to the Prime Minister and injected the patient with heart attack drug." 🗨️ "Then how did the plan fail?" "It's all because of Jasmine, she brought another drug that contained Heparin"

In the scribble of words and news, a man's portrait was displayed in a tuxedo, who seemed really familiar. She gulped the toast that was about to choke her and read the news. Indeed, it was the same news she had edited yesterday. The news reporter was Joana Steve and the editor was Stacy Cyrus. And the man whose picture was on the front page was none other than Sebastian Rodriguez, the same man she had a one night stand with. "Shit! Shit! No!" She cursed and looked at the bedroom where the man was still asleep. Her heart thumped loudly as the news read, Sebastian Rodriguez might be one of the suspects and the men who were murdered because of the rivalry between Rodriguez and Benson.

She believed him. But Mateo also had a mysterious side. Sometimes he disappeared for hours without answering his phone. Sometimes he became quiet and distant. “Are you okay?” she asked once. “I’m fine.” “You seem distracted.” “Just thinking.” About what? He never explained. Evelyn ignored the strange feeling in her chest. Love required trust. And she wanted to trust him. One evening she decided to surprise him. Mateo had told her he would be working late in his studio. So she brought food.

“You sure they’re not up to something crazy in there?” I leaned in, slow, letting my perfume do most of the work. “Crazy good or crazy criminal?” He laughed, clearly trying to play it cool. Poor thing. “Relax,” I said, letting my hand trail lightly down his chest. “It’s a romantic surprise. She’s doing something sweet for her fiancé. A final goodbye to singlehood.” He looked me up and down, slightly confused. “Didn’t she just find out…” “Don’t think too hard, sugar,” I whispered, leaning in closer. “Sometimes the truth is complicated. But feelings? They’re honest.”

Soft music played in the background while people talked, laughed, and made new connections. The mansion was decorated with sparkling lights, fresh flowers, and stylish furniture, and a few waiters moved around the room serving delicious food and drinks. I watched the small groups of guests stand together discussing business ideas, investments, and future opportunities. Although the atmosphere was calm, classy, and professional, I could still feel myself feeling a bit nervous. I clenched my sweaty palms, before looking around the hall to find my best friend. My heart began to thump when my eyes locked with a pair of eyes, looking at me with a certain predatory look, Damien steel's.

Not the post-sex haze or the thrill of risk—this was deeper. “We got lucky, Rosella,” he said in a low, urgent voice. “Too fucking lucky. That cufflink could have ended everything. Leo’s my best friend. I’ve known him since we were kids. I can’t lose that… not like this.” His eyes searched mine, a mix of guilt and lingering desire. “Maybe we need to slow down. Be smarter.” His words hit me harder than expected. Damien had always been the steady one—hungry for me, yes, but loyal to Leo in his own twisted way. Seeing real conflict in him added a new layer of danger.

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..."