Best Thriller Book Series Novels & Stories

A gunshot, at least, gave you a warning. Neelam did not. One wrong word, one careless glance, one poorly timed comment—and suddenly, the Don of the underworld found himself standing trial in his own home. And somehow, no enemy had ever made him surrender faster. Lately, both he and Uzair had been living on the edge of their seats—careful, cautious, and far too aware of Neelam’s moods. In their world, danger usually came with bullets and blood. At home, it came with silence—and Neelam folding her arms.

The sick bastard had left him alive even as he’d buried him, left him to die slowly so he would have time to think about how badly he’d failed. The faces of Blackwell’s other known victims played through his mind like a film on an endless loop, each one of the eighteen crying out for revenge. North Carolina, Virginia, Maryland, New Jersey, New York, Long Island, Connecticut. He’d made it his career to follow Blackwell up and down the East Coast, transferring from department to department over the years.

I thought of the world that was currently waking up to a silence it didn’t understand. But as I felt that tiny, second heartbeat pulse against my palm, I didn’t feel like a fugitive. I didn’t feel like a victim of a global conspiracy. I felt like an Architect. The first book was about the blood. It was about the betrayal and the breaking of the old world. It was about the trauma of the glass and the roar of the mountain. But the second book? The one we were starting right now, in this quiet French valley? That book was going to be about the Home.

How do you find the story so far? I hope you're enjoying it. Mrs. M is the third book in Love For The Wicked Series. 1|Devin 2|Evan 3|Mrs. Martinelli, The Perfect Mafia Wife. My other completed books. ~Dangerous Desire Series~ 1|Falling For My Husband 2|A Game With No Rules Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] HellBound: The Last Tribute ~ Fantasy/Mystery Romance All of my books are stand-alone. But following the series order would be the best way to read Love For The Wicked and Dangerous Desire.

A bone-deep chill ripped through me as a thought I couldn't control slipped out of my mouth. "You're saying… Mike killed the other four guys in the van to get revenge, and then… he killed himself?" Alex gave a slow nod. "That's one way to read it."

Xavier 's pov I was sitting in my office library engrossed in my work . Different cases require different references to various clauses and sectons of warewolf penal codes . My library consists of multiple books ranging from legislatures,civil law books to historic fictions. You name a book at it will be here in my library. I got up from my seat and searched through the multiple shelfes looking for the red covered book which has a case similar to the present one at my hand.

“This is an ancient word, translated over centuries but roughly means…war.” War?! Of everything in the world, it had to be the one thing she hated. Violence can never and will never be a part of her life or her child’s life. The instructor observed the cold, intensity behind her blue eyes and tried putting her mind at rest. “See…your markings extend further which says a lot more than we know.” “Where did you find these books?” Elira attempted to change the topic. The man took a seat on the edge of the table, and gently brushed his fingers on their thick covers, staring at them like the most precious thing in the world.

I did my best to take care not to scratch the leather, but when it fell into my arms, I noticed what looked like a fresh dig. Books were not as common in that era as they were in the future so I felt bad about causing damage to it. My lamenting lasted only briefly. An intense curiosity took over just as soon as I realized that it was a journal. It was not just any journal, either. This journal belonged to the late Elsbeth Sleuth. Could the deep, dark family secret be discovered within its pages? I simply had to find out. Lowering myself into a comfy nearby chair, I opened to the first page and focused on the elaborate handwriting. It took some time to familiarize myself with her dramat

I kept rolling up and front but couldn't sleep and as soon as the day breaks, I got out of the car and stood out here in the snow It felt like I have been living a lie all my life and everything just seemed to be interwoven, I don't know who to trust and when to trust. My life all these years have one way or the other been controlled. I was turned to a video game that can be played anyhow you want and in any direction you desire. It all started with the death of Sarah Jordan and now I'm caught between a web of deceits and facing betrayal from those I once trusted. And now I have no idea about what lies ahead of me and how prepared I am to face it. "Let's get back to the car we have a journey

If this contract was broken, the price would be paid in blood. She felt no relief when the deal was done. Only more well concealed fear and anxiety. Amberleigh couldn’t help but think the enemy of my enemy was not a friend. It was rather another fucking enemy! And they seemed to be closing in indeed because Grayson had just laid out the fucking welcome mat. Chapter 45