Novel & Cerita Best Suspense Romance Books

My chest tightened, and I stood there unsure of what to do. My thoughts scattered, leaving me lost, unsure, yet somehow, my feet betrayed me. Slowly, almost unwillingly, I stepped forward, one small step after another, as though pulled by something unseen. By the time I reached his front, I froze completely, my body went stiff, and my mind went blank, not knowing what to do next. But he didn’t hesitate. He leaned forward smoothly and grabbed my wrist firmly, and without warning, he pulled me down onto his lap in one swift motion.

A small amount spilled, warm against my skin. “Careful,” he murmured. Before I could react, he leaned forward. Too close. Way too close. His hand brushed lightly against my chest as he wiped the spill away.his hand carefully and slowly brushed against my n**ples which set a sensitive signal to my head, The contact was brief. Accidental. But my entire body reacted like it wasn’t. A sharp inhale caught in my throat. My pulse spiked instantly. He paused. Just for a second. Like he noticed.

Selena, seeking solitude, is unexpectedly confronted by Duke Earl, whose intense gaze has long intrigued her. Their encounter escalates into a passionate, forbidden affair, leaving Selena breathless and awakened to a new world of desire. ************************ I was lost in the pages of my book, the warm summer breeze rustling the leaves above me, when I felt a sudden shadow fall across my lap. Startled, I looked up, my heart skipping a beat as I found myself face to face with Duke Earl. His tall, imposing figure lo was the last thing I expected to see, so far from the estate's confines.

He typed before he could think: “Pull up?” Sewa replied with the speed of someone who had been waiting for that exact invitation. She came in smelling like perfume and trouble. The kind of girl who didn’t pretend. The kind who already knew why she was there. They barely spoke two sentences before she was on him. And he let her. He let himself drown. Let himself forget. Let himself be selfish. The bed frame hit the wall loud enough for the whole apartment to hear. Deji burst into laughter down the hallway. “Ah-ah! Leon don resurrect! I go save this audio for future reference.”

PROLOGUE TATIANA Death smashed into the back of Adrian’s slick Maserati, demanding our lives. My body jerked forward and the seat belt cut into my chest. My heart jumped, racing as fast as my husband’s driving. “What’s going on?” I whimpered frantically as I glanced over my shoulder. The headlights of a black SUV filled the rear window. Smash. My body jerked forward again. “Adrian!” I screamed. “Gun, get a gun.”

I wanted this—I wanted him to ruin me. He stepped in. I backed up until my spine hit the wall. He traced my lips with one finger. Sparks flew. I leaned into him, desperate for more. “You’re begging for it,” he whispered, dragging his tongue across my bottom lip. “I can see it. Your body is screaming for me.” I bit down on my lip to keep from making any sound. “You’re playing with fire, Celeste,” he growled, his hand wrapping around my throat. “Let’s see how much you can take.”

I had barely completed my booking when a pair of arms suddenly snaked around me from behind, pulling me back into a damp and warm embrace. Luciano pressed his bare chest into me as he murmured seductively, "Hmm? Are you booking plane tickets? To where?"

I look at him, really look at him, and for the first time since I arrived at this estate, I see a possibility that isn't colored in shades of gray and black. His thumb strokes the sensitive skin of my inner wrist, sending waves of sensation rippling through me, I realize that softness can be just as dangerous as a knife. It can make you lower your guard. It can make you want things you have no business wanting. I turn my hand over beneath his, our palms pressing together. I squeeze his fingers, just once. Soren’s smile widens, a genuine, boyish expression that transforms his face. He stands up, pulling me gently to my feet. We are close now, closer than we should be, the scent of jasmine and

They’re opposites in every aspect of life, still there was one thing they had in common- an attraction towards each other. He suddenly drew her closer to himself, clinging unto her tightly and her breath hitched due to the suddenness of the action. He stared down at her with a risque smile on his face- she’s a head shorter than he was, so she looked up to him and realized how close their bodies were. They were so close. She was so close to him that she caught sniffs of his expensive Jasmine scented cologne, could feel his rhythmic pulsation, his soft breaths as his exhales gently landed on her skin, sending shivers of ecstacy down her spine. Fetish.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.