Best Suspense Books Novels & Stories

I replied as I got to business ignoring him, even though he too also ignored me. I already missed seeing his face, I guessed that's the main reason I came around. I cleaned the Library last and I sat down to read the most interesting and horrific Novel I have ever laid my hands on. People keep dying if they make noise and what is giving suspense now is that the main author's junior sister was just kidnapped by something I don't know and the main actor looked worried, afraid of the fact that his junior sister might have died the same miserable and horrific death his senior sister died. Well, I would have liked to read the novel finished today but I don't want Damon to suspect that I am taking

I said to him and he sighed. "I know it sounds crazy but I can't shake all this off Liam, I just can't. I feel like I'm slowly losing my sanity and it feels like someone's trying to slowly drive me mad with misery. I'm under investigation for an attempted murder when I can't even hurt a darn fly. I lost my job, my reputation that I may never get back and now I've lost my cafe and another murder case is about to surround me cause they will investigation and since I already have a pending case, they'll add me to the list of possible suspects. Tell me now Liam, am I really not cursed?" I asked, heaving a sigh of frustration as it dawned on me that I am indeed a misfortune like mom always told m

Especially now with this stalker and pregnancy going on. Sienna was juggling three different projects, including the McCormick account and the restaurant acquisitions deal. Her mind stayed busy, but her body carried exhaustion like armor. Every night, she locked up her office, double-checked her doors, and told herself she was fine. But lately, fine felt fragile. Knox’s gut told him something was off. He couldn’t shake the unease whenever Sienna mentioned the strange deliveries from the roses, the lingerie, the notes, even the fake A****n boxes that arrived with no sender information. Whoever was behind it was getting bolder.

“You surely will.’ He whispers as the familiar hue of lights awaits them both in the middle of the path they are taking. Knowing what it is as they are aware of what draws it in front of them. Daniela raise her hand as the lights came down and surrounds her. One by one and with a click of her hand, it turns into the books that make the entirety of these dark and dreadful charades. With that, she names the books one by one that open and presented their heart, but only the clear four can be heard at that moment as it rings. “Blood Resonance. The Call of Death. Death Reincarnate. Shinzo Dimension.” As the book opens along with its prominent hue that also represents the prominent sins that are t

After she got at least enough books to make her occupied while Nicholas is at the meeting, she settles on to the small bedroom window that wasn’t that cramped more spacious but was enough for her to have a comfortable space to read at. Randomly picking the books amongst the huge stack, Zinnia pursed her lips as her brows rose with interest after seeing the title of the book in her hands. ‘Bane Legacy’ From the mysterious title itself, Zinnia can already tell that it must be a thriller, mystery, and fantasy book. Well, it doesn’t matter to her, the title was enough to make her stay. “Legacy? Hmm, humor me” she murmured before leaning her back at the wall behind her and finding a nice position

I did a little twirl in the middle of the room and started combing the bookshelves to see what treasures I could find. I was just too excited to have found this place. I came across a smaller leather-bound book that had a weird symbol on the front and when I opened it, I realized that it was a history of the Hunter's. I decided to keep that book just in case I needed it. I was totally in my own world when I felt someone’s arms go around me and breath in my ear. "I see you found my favorite place in the house." My body shivered at the contact. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right then and there.

The man's hand on my arm immediately fell. They stepped back but stopped when continuous thunders echoed in the sea. I got startled too, but I stood still on my position and fixed my eyes on the man in front. He's just standing there, no weapons, and eyes glowing in the midst of darkness. He didn't just look dangerous. He looked lethal. The look in his eyes screamed bloodshed. The thought of what he could do in anger made me shiver.

“Hurry up.” I stared down at them, transfixed, watching as the blood seeped out of their lifeless bodies. It was the longest I’d gotten to look at Six’s meticulous and deadly handiwork. It was the first time in weeks I was reminded how ruthless and savage he was. “Come on.” My hands shook as I blindly reached for my purse, his book bag, and suitcase. The ground seemed uneven beneath my feet as I dragged the suitcase behind me. At the threshold I glanced down at the bodies surrounding the entrance.

I say as he slides into the seat. He lifts my mug, reading the little chalkboard logo. “I’m full of surprises.” “Dangerous ones? “Depends. Is caffeine and questionable literature your definition of danger?” He smirks, loosening his coat. “What’s the book?” I glance down, then grimace. “Some wildly over-hyped thriller about a detective with a drinking problem. Groundbreaking, right?” Marcus leans over, plucking the book from my hands before I can protest. His shoulder brushes mine in the process, and my pulse spikes like it has no sense of boundaries. He flips through the pages with a skeptical eyebrow.

The suspense reaches its peak, and she can almost feel the character's dilemma, their fear, and their determination. Just as the tension becomes almost unbearable, a gentle breeze rustles the leaves nearby, causing them to whisper softly. Startled, Elizabeth's attention briefly shifts from the book. The serenity of the moment is broken, and her senses become heightened, attuned to the sounds of the night. Still holding the book tightly, Elizabeth scans her surroundings, searching for the source of the interruption. The rustling leaves, now accompanied by distant nocturnal sounds, amplify the mysterious ambiance. Her heart races, her imagination momentarily blending the fictional world with h