Crime Thriller Novels

Ever turned out to be that your Prince charming might not be whom or what you think he is? Chester Hunt is a reclusive billionaire with a devil-may-care attitude, living a double life as a coffee shop owner, so as to get away from under the control of his over bearing grand father. But there are more than just a few secrets wrapped around the family as a killer is linked to the chaos, and when the bodies start turning up, detective Tia is assigned to the case but then all evidence begin to point to the Hunt family and the reclusive billionaire whose double personality she has begun to fall in love with. The deeper they go into the case, the more they uncover. Will she ever discovered the lie? Will her emotions take over her duties? Who is the killer and what is the real face if Chester Hunt? This is love and war, if business and secrets and an age long grudge as the killer seems to be within this influential circle. Who is out to get who?

Isang lihim ang nabuksan nilang magkakaibigan. Lugar na nasa ilalim pa ng basement na matagal ng nakakandado. Isang napakagandang babae ang natagpuan nila doon, na natutulog lang at dahil sa kapangahasan nila, nagising nila ito at napakawalan nila ang sumpa na lumulukob sa dalagang naandoon. Sa pag-gising ng dalaga sunod-sunod na kababalaghan ang nangyari sa bakasyon nilang iyon at sinisisi ng dalagang si Cassandra, na natagpuan nila sa ilalim ng basement, ang mga kababalaghang iyon sa mangkukulam na nagkulong sa kaniya sa sumpang pagtulog sa mahabang panahon. Paano nila matatakasan ang kababalaghang kalakip ng dalagang nagising nila? At sino nga kaya ang mangkukulam na gumugulo sa kanila at pati buhay nila, ay nasa bingit na ng kamatayan? Makakatakas pa nga ba sila kapahamakang iyon? O kamatayan din nila ang kahihinatnan ng kapangahasan nila? Dark Fantasy CollectionSLEEPING BEAUTY@KamijoMican

Thirteen men dead within the span of two years. All victims are rich, old and dirty. Authority has no idea who the killer is. But there's only one thing they know. The killer is a woman.

My name is Amelia Maria Black Lockwood and I am the daughter of the all-powerful Raphael Lockwood, The Shark Mafia of New York. I grew being treated like a princess, I'm not ashamed to say that I am a daddy’s but I am extremely independent. Father goes crazy with my independence, my brother will be the next leader of the mafia and me? I am a event planner. I am the CEO of my own company and Father couldn't be prouder. What happens when Amelia is assigned a new bodyguard? A British with a Greek God body and a face that looks like it was carved by the angels. What secrets is he hiding behind those Hazel eyes? Will Amelia fall for the only her father will not approve of? What kind of trouble will she get herself into to get his attention? What will Amelia choose? ? Crime? Adventure? Or all of it? Book two of he Shark Mafia Boss. Now it's Amelia’s story. The youngest heir of the Lockwood fortune and crime.

Kian rejected Carys and severed their mate bond a decade ago, but when they meet again after ten years, they feel the sparks from the mate bond stronger than before. A bond that compels them to blur the boundaries of the forbidden. Can your ex-mate be your second chance mate? Or does this bond have a darker side to it? *** Shattered after her rejection, Carys found solace in Joshua, her childhood best friend. They trained together for years. He became the alpha, and she became his beta. Working together day and night for their pack, they didn’t even realize when their professional relationship turned so intimate. Just when her wounded heart was in love again, a political alliance between Joshua and his fated mate, struck Carys' life as a calamity. A heartbreak that turned her life upside down from its roots. Being framed for a crime she didn’t do, and with all the fingers pointing at her, will Carys find refuge in her past? What will she do when Kian comes back in her life determined to win her back? Will she give love a second chance or will history repeat itself? Read more to find out. *** You can follow me for the updates.

Sera I escaped a life plagued with death and destruction years ago. But it's come back to haunt me. Killian Ricci is no ordinary crime boss. He's the grim reaper. I belong to him. I don't know why he's keeping me locked up. All I know is he holds my life in his hands. And in the mafia world, his hands are bloody. They don't call him the Hand of Death for no reason. If I want to survive I have one option. Submit. Killian Mano Della Morte. That's what they call me. The Hand of Death.

In Gangnam, Seoul's district known for it's wealth and glamour, a series of mysterious disappearances and brutal murders occurs. The criminal is quickly called by public the 'Cherry Blossom Reaper' because of his choice for young, beautiful women and fact, that the day after the kidnapping, in the place of the disappearance, he leaves a small bouquet made of artificial cherry blossoms, slightly sprinkled with the victim's blood. When the daughter of the well-known fashion house CEO disappear, the case is transferred to Kim Soo Min, a female detective from Seoul's Investigation Departament. But as it turns out, the case is not easy to solve, even for such a talented detective as her. The list of suspects is getting longer and evidence does not clearly indicate any of them. [ IMPORTANT: This story is entirely fictional, just like its characters. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. ]

Kamrynn: Perhaps I was cursed or maybe it was just a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whatever it is, it got me accused of murdering my twin sister and punished severely for a crime I didn't commit by the man I've loved since childhood. Calvin is everything— was everything. But it's crazy how creative a person can get when it comes to making another person suffer. I managed to escape, pregnant, but I had no idea what destiny had in store for me. Calvin: She killed my mate and unborn child, I hated her. It would only be fair that she replaces the child she killed, no? But she ran away while pregnant with my children and on top of that, she cursed me and my Pack. And now I'm tormented, my people are dying. She was no murderer, instead she turned out to be the moon goddess' daughter and I've doomed my Pack. I've realized what a grave mistake I made, I want her back, I want my children back. Only she can lift the curse but she hates my guts and wants nothing to do with me…

Micah "Savage" St. Clair, is a deadly assassin who has never failed a mission. He's as lethal as he is gorgeous. His one Achilles heel is the one woman forbidden to him. The one temptation that his dark soul can't resist. Sophia has only ever desired one man. The man who had broken her heart. Will Sophia and Micah ever find a way to make their love work? Or will their forbidden love break their worlds?

Eighteen year old Hannah Ayala makes the ultimate sacrifice to protect her mate, future Alpha of the crimson pack, Coby Brady, by taking the fall for a crime she didn't commit. Believeing in Coby's promise to free her once he becomes Alpha. She hopes for a future together, however, her world crumble when Coby reject her, labeling her a murderer and choosing her step-sister Vivian as his luna. Imprisoned and abandoned to rot, Hannah discovers she is pregnant with Coby's child. When her pack is attacked, Hannah seizes the opportunity to escape, only to be captured by Xavier Bonnet, the most feared lycan king alive. Xavier, cursed by the moon goddess for his ruthlessness has been searching for a pure soul to break his immortality curse. But he never expected Hannah, a woman marked by betrayal and carrying another man's child to be the one to heal the darkness within him. Yet for Hannaah's sake, Xavier is willing to forsake everything, even his own redemption. **EXCERPT** "Coby please," I gasped, trying to speak but my voice was barely audible. With bloodshot eyes, Coby began to speak over me, his voice cold and detached. "I, Alpha Coby Brady, hereby reject you, Hannah Ayala, as my mate and future luna. I hope you rot her in prison for all eternity" I couldn't breathe, not because his hands were still choking my windpipe, but because the connection binding us as fated mates had been snapped in two. I felt vunerable and gasping for air, the pain ripping through my chest totally unbearable. But i wasn't going to let him have the last word. With a voice that was loud and clearer than i thought possible, i told him, "I, Hannah Ayala, hereby accept your rejection,"