Good Suspense Books For Adults Novels & Stories

Many people always gathered there. Katia stopped at a stall where they were selling books of an erotic theme and skimmed through some titles. There were some books she already had, but others she didn't. Some of these books, she never thought she'd see in print. She picked up a book titled "Diary of a Submissive" by Sophie Morgan. She read the synopsis, raised an eyebrow, but ended up buying it. She didn't know why she bought it, but she had already paid for it.

I stare at him watching his clear blue eyes change from peaceful to stormy. "If you don't let me walk you home I'll throw you over my shoulder and carry you home myself." His voice is hard and daring, making me afraid that he might do as promised, but my feet are glued to the ground. I don't move. "So you really want to do this." He lean closer to me. So close that I can feel his warm breath against my ear. "I swear if you scream or fight me I'll drug you for so long you will become a zombie." And with that I am in the air dangling from his shoulder. My ass in the air, again for the second time tonight and my feet to his back. My hands planted on his hard chest trying to position myself so I

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

And soon after collecting the book we came to know about the fact that the book used to show The Reader its life through it but the most surprising and shocking facts for us was that the book in each and every story was totally different from the other copy and while we investigated we came to know that each book used to represent the life of its readers in the dark way which started affecting their Minds and hence they all come started committing suicide one by one But one fine day something happened which we weren't expecting when an old woman entered inside the office building and soon inside the office room where I was sitting along with the CEO of the company, and we both were discussin

My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I can’t ignore. One gray afternoon, it was pouring rain outside. The library was dead empty. No one to bother me. I locked the front door early and turned the sign to closed. My hands were sweaty as I picked out my four favorite books from the back shelf. There was the pirate story with Captain Thorne, a tough guy who sails the seas and takes what he wants. Then the vampire book with Lord Draven, all dark and mysterious, with eyes that pull you in. Next, the cowboy tale with Buck, rough and ready from the wild west. And finally, the barbarian adventure with Garrick, a big brute who fights with his hands and conquers everything. E

“We make the deal; you either accept it or you don’t.” “I’m a virgin. No one gets my first time, unless I see the file first. I can find it on my own, Chad. Trust me when I say I’m resourceful.” I said. I’m mortified that Isaiah heard that, but I have to make it irresistible for assholes like these two. Chad spread his lips into a wicked grin. “Virgin, huh? Even better.” Conrad looks at me. “We will break you in, Sinner.” He chuckled and then threw the file and box with the keepsake on the coffee table.

And always wore a cold gaze that'd always sent slight shivers down my skin on sight. Laid awake countless nights driving myself to the brink of insanity and release as I pictured his eyes on me, watching me drive my vibrator in and out of my soaked cunt. Imagined the way his hands would feel caressing my skin, tugging at my nipples and squeezing my neck as he pounded into me. I feel a shiver run down my spine and straight through my core, my panties immediately dampening. Was this some sort of trap? How was I meant to move in with a man who scared me and turned me on at the same time?

I go the book I am currently reading, it is murder mystery/ thriller, titled ‘As good as dead’ and it is very interesting and intriguing. It was about a girl about to go to college, she is Blake’s age and she had spent the past two years solving murder cases and now she is clearly traumatized since in the last book, she had a guy die in her arms. I am not far in, I just started it on the plane and I have had much time to finish the book.

Damien stayed buried deep inside me, his thick cock stretching me perfectly. The candles around the room flickered faster, as if the air itself was breathing with us. Damien silver eyes glowed brighter in the dim light, almost like moonlight trapped inside them. He didn’t move right away. He just looked down at me, one hand gently brushing hair from my face. “You feel it, don’t you?” he whispered. “The house… it’s alive tonight.” I could only nod. My body felt electric. Every slow pulse of his cock inside me sent ripples of pleasure through my core. It wasn’t just sex. It felt like something older and something hungry.

FORBIDDEN FLAMES 2 ARIA’S POV The text from Serena arrives just as I flip the café sign to CLOSED, the soft click of the lock echoing in the empty space. My hands still tremble from the day, every customer interaction felt like a distraction from the memory of her mouth on mine yesterday, her fingers teasing me to the edge in the storage closet before pulling back with that wicked smile. "Not yet," she whispered. "We savor the sin." The words have haunted me all shift, making my panties soaked, my nipples hard against my bra, every brush of fabric a reminder.