Crime Thriller Novels & Stories

JENNY moaned in response to Jason's treatment of her femininity especially when his finger began to move at a faster rhythm. Not only did the heat she felt but also the trembling of her whole body intensified. It was a cold night that in fact, they were in the Summer Capital of the Philippines, Baguio City. But something else is happening to her now. She feels like the whole room is on fire because Jason hadn't yet but severely abused her femininity while he also didn't let go of the very passionate kiss on her mouth.

Alex had a seemingly different look, he looked like he was interested in Heather. I was probably wrong, I have to be wrong right? I mean, he doesn’t like Heather right? I’m just being paranoid, aren’t I? I have to be. I tried to talk to him,“ Alex? Um, Alex? Hello? “ He finally responds,“ Uh, what? I just find that transferee pretty. I also heard she’s a cheerleader. She’s probably so talented. “ I grunt and say,“ Alex! Do you seriously like that girl? She’s the perfect example of a girl who would cheat on you! Don’t go crying on me when she betrays you, with all your tears you can drown in a lake. “

He moves so fast I cannot even remember the faces of people I speak to. “Please,” I ask him “Slow down.” My feet ache and my muscles are sore. I have long since dropped the flowers on some random table, hoping silently they would burn and take the building and everyone in it. My fingers grasp onto a glass and I gulp down water quickly, my throat parched from flimsy small talk. The wedding will be in the papers. I can see the headline now- Two Crime Families Put Aside Differences; I knew the papers would sell quickly. Crime sold. I would know. My name had been in the papers since the day I was born thanks to my father. New York would tremble underneath me if I wanted it to. I dripped in cashm

Her chapter was closed for me, I didn’t want any more trouble because of her. Many business associates, I know their business trip is more of spending time away from home and enjoying life with escorts, illicit relationships but I wasn’t that type of man. I must inform Manvi about this one-night stand. I broke her trust, I felt like I am not capable of her. Despite being in a relationship I slept with someone else. It wasn’t done intentionally but the circumstances made it happen. Manvi is a mature and understanding person and I hope she forgives me for my mistake. I know this can be kept hidden but I want to be truthful to her before we take the wedding vows.

Slowly, a hidden message revealed itself. "Dear daughter, if you're reading this, I am no longer with you. I need to tell you my intention was never to harm your baby but to protect you. We were threatened–if we didn't follow their orders to abort the baby, they would kill you Stella and we couldn't let that happen. The blackmailer isn't ordinary; we've seen wolves. When you mentioned them at dinner, we were terrified of you. We're meeting him again tonight, hoping he'll spare your life since we failed to follow his command. But I fear things won't go as planned. This letter is for you to know the truth. The blackmailer is a wolf with distinctive black eyes, black and brown hair, fair skin,

He softly kissed his temples and he turned to him. "I know you all are taking me as crazy. Hell, I am. Chriss is her mate. Can’t you all feel it? They share a special bond in between. She is the Alpha. He is the Beta. Her Beta. Her mate. Don't you all remember it's always Chriss. She would always go to him. And for Chriss, it was always his Minnie. The way he treated her. The way they both are always for each other.

“Based on the situation, that could have been the best option, we aren’t related by blood so that makes it in appropriate for you to see me undressed” “Is that what you think? The most important thing is that you didn’t drown the best thing you could do is say thank you” “Don’t you have a girlfriend?” “I don’t need one, I don’t trust women.” “Wow. That’s new. Same way I don’t trust you either, a man what if you decided to take advantage of my unconsciousness?”

No. The department must be trusted. And the agency should send reliable people to work there. He closed all the windows with his mouse. - All open... you are a detective and you leave evidence like this? Maybe I do need a break. Without realizing it, he missed the slip of a criminal.

His cries turned to choked gurgles as she stuffed a handkerchief into his mouth, silencing him. Calmly, she dressed, her movements swift and unhurried, then opened the door. Three Capos—the ones she’d whispered to earlier—stepped inside, their faces lighting with dark satisfaction at the sight of Vito, chained, veiled, and bleeding. Unknown to him, Rose had captured footage of him disposing of Scarlett’s body, a damning piece of evidence she’d shared with these three Capos. She’d spread a tale that Bob had killed Scarlett with Vito’s aid, and the video, paired with their existing disdain for him, made the set-up believable.

I use my backpack as a shield against the cold raindrops and run through the darkness that rules the university parking lot. My criminal law class ended fifteen minutes late, so the area feels even more desolate than usual. There’s a guard booth just a few meters away, but I get the same bizarre sensation I’ve had the past few nights: the back of my neck prickling, a warning deep in my mind, like someone is watching me from the shadows.