Novel & Cerita Crime Novel For Hosea

Her words dripping with sarcasm, and I know I would never live that down, I know how messed up it is, the shame I get from it, the fear that someone else would know what I had been doing… “You were watching last night weren’t you?” I was. Even after I swore I wouldn’t. I watched as her clothes fell, entranced by her curves, fascinated by the sin that is her… So I remain silent. Knife chopping the vegetables thinly, finely, anything to keep me from looking at her. “Did you grow up around here, Hosea?” There it is. The flutter in my lower belly, the stir in my pants, I am straining against my pants. She on the other hand, unaffected and walking around the apartment, finding random objects, lik

"Hannah… you won… But it's over… cough, cough…" There was more hacking, the sound of lungs drowning from cyanide poisoning. "I… started recording… when you came in… It's uploaded… to the cloud… automatically…" My whole body went cold. That damned Mike. Even dying, he set a trap. He never trusted me!

he practically worshiped. Lily felt as though she would puke; she had never seen this level of sycophant before! “Why am I here?” Christopher demanded again. “A Miss Rosa Benson has been murdered in cold blood in her apartment, and you and your wife are our prime suspect,” the inspector blurted, staring at Christopher squarely when he saw that Christopher did not accept his earlier praise. “What?!” Christopher exclaimed in shock.

the blonde hissed as she hit the man’s head with a silver pot as hard as she could which caused him to fall unconscious. Olivia was panting from the exertion as she stared at the man lying on the floor in his unconscious state. A body was slid on the floor to her side with blood trailing. As she stared at the dead person, that was when she realized that it was a family friend. The blonde looked around them. There were dead bodies everywhere, and they were all her acquaintances. The people that she was just talking to earlier, were now dead. Dakota, on the other hand, continued to shoot. She could feel a presence coming up to them as she was about to shoot the person when she saw who it was.

I snapped my head towards him as he started inching in my direction. "My love, it's not what it looks like, let me explain." "It had better be a very good explanation", I said. My flames licked up my body ready at any minute to defend me. He tried to reach out to me, but the flames roared harder, and he stepped back. "I'm waiting." The woman stepped forward with her hands raised to let me know she wasn't a threat and pulled down the top corner of her shirt, revealing her orange bond mark. "My name is Ophelia and I work with Rainn. We have a crew of hunters that collaborate. My mate is here as well. We just got back from the beach. I had to get into the ocean for a while. Curse of being a wat

Yohan was confused, taking a seat on the sofa whilst drinking his coffee “He’s probably not suspecting us, I’m assuming because Sei did trust me. Rojean is a different story though. She suspects me a lot.” Theo chuckled before sighing loudly. “Women’s intuitions are always better than men’s so can we blame her?” “Should we do a little scare to get her off track?” Oswald brought this up whilst occupied with tracking down Krister’s information.

I know he is right. "I know Max. It’s just one day and it’s already getting hard for me. I talked to Mason but he told me only Callum can break the curse". I was serious. Taking the sip from the bottle. My eyes were glowing red. This tastes so good. I felt all the knots of my muscles relaxing. "How would he react when he knew"? Enzo said and I hummed. I don't know. Maybe he will be scared. He will run away. Or maybe he would accept me as who I am.

The night Elias Rhodes died on a coastal highway, officially intoxicated, officially alone. She typed the date into the password field. The folder unlocked. She sat very still. Then she opened it.

He growled. "Yes," Rosa broke into a sob. "He...." Rosa's voice cracked as she lifted her hand. She pointed her index finger at Jenoah. Her hands shivered in terror, "He killed them. He killed your friend’s wife. He killed them all." She sobbed as she told him. "True," Jenoah said out loud without any hesitation. There was no trace of regret in his voice. Rosa looked at him in shock. She wasn't anticipating him confessing his crimes so easily.

Why does fate think it can play ping pong with my life? Light filters through the small windows of my cottage; it’s only dawn, and the moon is only starting to retreat. I quickly pulled on a shirt and rushed out to the healers cot. As I get to the clearing path, Hosea is there waiting, as if she knew I was coming. She’s standing as calm as ever, her face expressing nothing but quiet wisdom. She gives me a knowing look. “I knew you’d come here,” she says softly. She’s been evasive and only offers a few words when I speak about the strange woman.