Detective Romance Novels & Stories

The Ds-professional love is a detective series formed around different parts of the world but mainly the United states of America in the city of Los Angeles.. Its though a love stories in a lesfic genre but yet a thriller with a mystery to solve around the many. This book will be published is series. Each season a book of it's own. Character mining

Cops didn’t just stop by. Adjusting my cufflinks, I walked to the entrance, finding the bastard standing in my foyer, trying too hard to look unimpressed. I allowed the silence to stretch before speaking. “You must be lost, Detective.” He turned, his gaze sharp, assessing me like a predator trying to gauge his chances. “Just checking in, Romano,” he said. “Heard some… interesting rumors.” I chuckled. “Rumors bore me.” “Really?” His expression didn’t shift. “Because this one says you’re holding women against their will.”

Because deep down— She was starting to believe something terrible. Somebody was lying. And maybe… Everybody was lying. — Two hours later, Charlotte sat alone inside her office reviewing every document again. This time slower. Carefully. Like somebody trying to solve a puzzle before the pieces disappeared forever. Mallory Allison. Repeatedly mentioning Zena. Jace panicking over the name. Detective Cole was investigating secretly. Romero lying. The fake confession. The bribe. The missing detective family. Charlotte rubbed both hands against her face tiredly.

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

Judy thought her son had done something wrong and was about to get caught, hence she bolted forward but did not see Benedict. Judy acted like she was sightseeing, blending into the crowd to see what was going on. Only after asking the people in the crowd did she discover that the police found two burnt bodies in the forest nearby. They were identifying the victims’ identities. Coincidentally, somebody called the police saying that a wh*re from the nightclub had gone missing all of a sudden. They hoped the police could help find her. The police found a strand of Yvonne’s hair in the nightclub. Then, they did a DNA check and realized it matched with one of the victims. Therefore, they confirme

Sleeping with a total stranger was not something I have ever done, and sleeping with a man for a job or money, hell no. I am broke, annoying and pretty stupid sometimes, but then I have my dignity and would never allow myself be insulted. I would never forget that producer, I often see him in my dreams. I would beat him up and made him regret being alive. But that was in my dreams, whenever he didn't appear in my dream, I would think about beating him up before getting up from the bed. "Beautiful" I muttered as I looked at how gorgeous I looked. I stood up and went straight to the kitchen. My mum was making breakfast, and my siblings looked like they just finished cleaning the house.

He could smell her perfume, it was the first time he had noticed how sexual the scent was, as if was designed to attract men like a flower’s nectar attracts bees. Her face was coming nearer, her eyes connecting to his like limpets. Her mouth was ajar, her lips red like rubies. He descended the few inches which separated, his own mouth opening. They met, kissing passionately, tongues probing forward, exploring and teasing each other, their mouths trying to engulf the other, the lips both pressed together and moving around. His hands went lower over her ass cheeks, squeezing and cupping the round rump, as she too pulled him closer, her hands clamped together at the back of his neck.

Love replied. “Okay love, what about me? Huh?” Belle asked wondering. “What do you mean, what about you?” Love replied. “Well I mean, do I also not strike you as a romantic? Do i strike you as the sexual type?” Belle asked eagerly. “Well Belle, if you must know, you’re never open about these things. You always talk about how much you hate and despise guys. How you think they are all so disgusting and disrespectful. Literally, no guy who has ever had a crush on you, didn’t end up getting crushed by you.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

He was not wearing his suit, but just nice black jeans and a black shirt with an adjacent jacket. Dangerously handsome! I whispered and immediately looked away. "Here to surprise me, aren't you?" A husky voice came from behind me, the damn voice that had a slight ascent to it. To be continued… Finally, many things happened? And a gripping start of their love story, stubborn hearts, insane love, and possessiveness altogether a RUTHLESS ROMANCE They have started analyzing their feelings but this stubbornness, I tell you. How is Scarlett going to be as a famous Fashion Designer as said by Eric?