Best Thriller Romance Books Novels & Stories

SCARLETT I slumped onto my bed, feeling like a damn cliché. It was him. All this while, it’s been him. Damien Hunter. My brother’s arch nemesis and the heir to the mafia throne. Not just any mafia, but my family's sworn rival. He was my stranger… has been my stranger all these while. The only person I have relived my wildest and dirtiest sexual fantasies with. Talk about a plot twist straight out of a trashy romance novel.

I ignored her questioning stare until the ride arrived and we were on the way home. It was a miracle that we hadn’t been followed by my soldatos, else the night would have ended in blood. Juliana gave up on the questions, and I sat with my legs facing away, trying to gather the shards of my self-respect and dignity. I’d given him a small part of me and he had swooped in for the kill, threatening to kill Dante unless I agreed to the marriage contract. My fingernails stabbed the leather seats of the car as I trembled with rage. Who did he think he is? So far, every threat I’d survived had been connected to him, even the ones I’d fallen into, like the thing with Primo.

The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing an edge of a tattoo curling along his collarbone. Heat pooled low in her belly before she could stop it. He looked like he belonged on the cover of one of the romance novels hidden under her bed—dangerous, unapproachable, but heartbreakingly hot. Jaxon knew the moment Zara stepped into the kitchen, all green silk and long legs. His eyes swept down before he could stop himself, and desire slammed into him so hard he had to curl his fists to keep them steady. She was going to be the death of him.

It was a chemical reaction she hated, but couldn’t deny. For better or for worse? She snorted internally. What was “better” in this scenario? Better would be a swift, painless death that spared her the indignity of living with a man who thought “flirting” meant threatening to ruin her. Worse? Oh, she was probably just scratching the surface of “worse.” For richer or for poorer? She looked at the opulent chapel, the sheer wealth radiating from every crystal and polished surface. Richer, definitely. Her blood money, his blood money. It was all the same dark currency.

HIS TOUCH, HER FIRE🔥 --- Chapter Two The Warning Beneath the Suit The morning sun barely filtered through the thin curtains of Evelyn’s kitchen window, casting long strips of pale gold across the old wood floor. She stood barefoot on the chilled boards, coffee in hand, hair unbrushed, shirt borrowed from her late father—faded red plaid hanging off one shoulder—and tried to ignore the storm rising in her gut. Last night’s encounter with Damien Romano had not just left her rattled; it had torn something loose inside her. Something dangerous. The man had stepped onto her land like he belonged, like the dirt itself bent beneath his polished shoes, and then he’d spoken with a calm so soaked in a

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

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The passion Sean showered her with made it impossible for her to reject him. As Sean placed the roses in her hand, he took out a ring from his pocket and placed it carefully on her finger. “You’re mine the moment you wear this ring. Don’t you ever think of running away from me.” Rachel stood at the door and glared at the loving couple. As the two hugged, a glint of evil flashed past Rachel’s eyes.