Cozy Romance Mysteries Novels & Stories

The sight of it brought back a flood of memories, bittersweet and poignant. “You are a lover of dark romance?” I asked, narrowing my eyes in shock. The question hung in the air, almost surreal. Cole looked at me and then at the cover of the book. “Yes, I am. I’m actually a lover of dark romance and I really like this book. I have read it before, but then I just skim through some pages when I’m bored or better still when I want to reconnect back with the characters,” Cole said, his voice filled with a quiet passion. Gosh, he was using the exact words I would have used if I was the one asked the question.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Another orgasm built fast, my whole body shaking as he hit every sensitive inch inside me. He came with a deep groan, filling me with hot cum while I clenched around him, milking every drop. We stayed locked together, breathing heavily, sweat covering our skin. The emotional mess hit me. Was he protecting me from the family secrets or using them? The resentment and dependency twisted together into something addictive and terrifying. Ronan pulled out slowly, cum dripping down my thighs as he adjusted his clothes. I fixed my skirt with trembling hands, mind racing. As I stepped around the desk to leave, my eyes landed on a sealed document sitting there in plain sight.

“I knew it, I knew it was you! You ruined me, yet you’re here enjoying the high life!” I frowned at her, my tone cold. “Summer, how did you find me here?” Her face twisted into an ugly smile, and she tossed a magazine out of her bag. It fell open at the article singing my praises. “How did I found you? I knew your management style and your ‘miracles’ all too well! Who else could revive a dying business with strategies like yours?!” She approached me menacingly. “Zoe Dawn. Did you think you could escape just by changing your name and running to the other end of the world?”

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?"

I felt my legs start to tremble and my hands tightened on her shoulders as she swirled her hand around several times. "Let's get this cock nice and sticky," she said softly as she once again began stroking me. Her now slick hand felt amazing and I let myself relax back into the couch as she slowly pumped me. Reaching down with her free hand, Miss Ross grabbed the heel of my shoe and pulled it off. "That's a big mistake in your stories Alex," she said as she grabbed my sock along with the cuff of my jeans. "Your clothes vanish; you never say where they go. Details, Alex, details."

She was one of the most beautiful Luna among the all werewolf pack around us and she was like the pride of my father and everyone in the pack, but that was before I was born because I turned out to be her replica. I got my white hair from her and also the plum lips. We also shared the same velvety eyelashes with slender eye brows. I was her resemblance but many always pick out me as being more beautiful with my rapture-blue eyes which looks like the beautiful ripple in the ocean. All that were in the past when our lives were still normal. Now it seemed to have all come to and end. The recent attack and this war had put us in a dilemma that we can't even sleep well at night. At times, my moth

Aimee pulled me to sit beside her on the sofa as she rooted through her purse, pulling out a little gold tin. She opened the tin and inside sat two ready rolled spliffs and a lighter. "So I heard about your little sexy time in your office" She smiled amused as she brought the spliff to her lips and lit it with the flame of the lighter. "Sexy time?" I laughed at her choice in words. "Well what would you want to call it? James time? That was his name right?" She said, smirking at me. Great She thought this was amusing. I shook my head at her "I'd call it Revenge" I informed her.

As Halloway always said “In order to be a good agent, you’ve got to be able to think like a crook and anyone that knew the Mafia families well enough also knew that they had to commit a crime to cover up an organized crime which most times would lead to a slip up. Although it was going to be really hard, Charlie knew that she just had to be a little patient because when that slip happened, she would be waiting to get it and hopefully unravel the deep dirty secrets of the mafia. Then New York would be a safer place and these dark times would be over. She looked up from the pile of paperwork on her desk which she was trying to get through ,yawning because she was beginning to feel a little sle

He grabbed the drink with one hand and with the other hand he grabbed her by the waist and held her close to him. Conspiracy why are you saying that...? My gaze is sharper than a falcon flying in the sky, I understand when, who, where and how the net is spreading around me. He removed her hair from her neck and placed his lips there while her heart was pounding with fear of Heer. I feel like there is something wrong with this soda ... but I want to believe you ... I pray I am wrong or you will be punished for it. He turned away from her and looked at the soda, then Heer's heart skipped a beat ... Before that she went ahead and grabbed the glass. He ended up moving towards the diamond.