Cozy Mystery With Romance Novels & Stories

Nora brought white roses when she visited me in the hospital. She fumbled with the flowers, accidentally tipping over the vase and spilling water everywhere. "Oh, no. I'm so sorry, Natalie," she babbled, scrambling to clean up the mess. "I didn't mean to do that." "It's fine," I said, even though nothing really was. She sat down, nervously fiddling with the edge of her skirt. It was a fancy Chanel, a present from Francis, but I was the one who had picked it out. "Natalie, have you and Francis been at it again?"

Not close enough to invade his space, but enough that he had to tilt his head slightly to keep looking at me. This close, I noticed things I hadn’t before. The silver flecks hiding inside his gray eyes. The faint flush on his cheeks from the whiskey. The way his breathing wasn’t nearly as steady as he probably wanted me to believe. His cologne lingered between us. Clean, subtle, comforting. He smelled… inviting. “What are you doing?” he asked. I glanced down briefly. At his lips. They were slightly parted and they looked soft. I smirked. “What do you think I’m doing?”

‘GOSH, whatever happened to your brand new trousers?’ Rhiannon asked as soon as Georgie came in later that night. Georgie looked down at the brown stain on the front of her white cotton drawstring trousers, a funny sensation passing deep and low through her belly at the thought of how it had got there. ‘Um … I spilt my coffee.’ Rhiannon’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. ‘Who’d you have coffee with?’ Georgie avoided her friend’s piercing gaze by making a show of emptying her gym bag. ‘It wasn’t a date so stop looking at me like that,’ she said.

The both of us ventured to Coco's quaint and welcoming shop, a place filled with the comforting aroma of incense and the soft tinkling of wind chimes. It was a sanctuary of serenity amid the chaos of our enigmatic quest, a place where we could share our deepest concerns and seek solace in each other's presence. Coco greeted us with a warm smile as we entered her shop, sensing the gravity of our visit. We settled into the cozy nook by the window, surrounded by shelves adorned with mystical trinkets and ancient books.

A voice I hated hearing whispered into my head with taunting mockery, “No matter how big or largely decorated it is, a cage is still a cage, and you, my dear, will always be a bird on display.” I swallowed the bitter emotion before it climbed to my face, replacing it with an easy smile. “Well,” I cleared my throat to a very audible whisper. “I want erotica, lots of erotica with images of fine, muscled men on the front page and detailed stories of some good fucking.” I let out a dramatic sigh. “I’ve never been privileged to enjoy any of those, so I guess I can live through my imagination. Also, I need some murder mystery.” Enzo’s smile widened, but I continued. “I’ve been meaning to get into

I looked at Wyatt, who was appraising me with narrowed eyes. “What? She forgets I can smell her all over the books and I know what ones are naughty, because well ya know,” I leaned over and tossed him a book from the pile. I had started reading the backs of things so I purposely incorporated a little spice in her life. He looked at the title, then skimmed the back of the book, it was some mafia romance. His brows raised, I shrugged.

August 17th, 2022 PEACE BLOSSOM PLAZA COOAN city, New York. "May I assist you with that?" Arabella straightened as a deep voice reached her ears. She furrowed her brows and squinted. A man around her age strode towards her, producing a lighter from the pocket of the red cargo pants he wore and igniting the cigarette jutting out from his lip. As he drew nearer, she appraised his face. He was the most handsome man she had encountered since arriving in Cooan—a sprawling city renowned for its nightlife and mysteries.

The plot is full of twists, mystery, and beautiful romantic moments that will hook you up with the book till the end. So are you ready....🥰

The prospect of spending a week alone with Vincent, away from the distractions of the city, filled her with a quiet excitement. She looked around the cozy living room, taking in the rustic charm of the place. The fireplace, adorned with a colorful array of dried flowers, added a touch of warmth to the room. It was the perfect setting for a romantic getaway, a chance for them to reconnect and rediscover the magic of their love.

Neither did he leave my hand in front of the guards. It seemed like my mysterious lover was no more mysterious to anyone now! But one thing was still nagging in my mind. 'Saira and Jacob? How could they work together without killing each other?' . The End So, finally, this book has come to an end. Last but not least, thank you so much, readers, who spent their precious time and money reading this book. Please do give the same love and support to my other books as well. Since English is not my first language, please forgive me for the mistakes. Please rate my work by giving your precious reviews.