Romans & histoires Good Thriller Books Young Adults

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The school library, usually a sanctuary of quiet study, had become their private arena, the shelves of books mere spectators to the raw, unbridled desire unfolding between them. Finn, the epitome of a high school jock with his broad shoulders, chiseled jaw, and cocky grin, stood tall, his athletic build commanding attention even in the dimly lit aisle. Shasha, the new girl, a nerd with her glasses perched on her nose and a pleated skirt that fell just above her knees, clutched her books to her chest, her heart pounding in her ears. The thunder rumbled outside, a fitting soundtrack to the tension crackling between them.

My eyes watered, but I didn’t stop, my hands gripping his thighs as I took him deeper, the gagging sounds filling the room. “You’re such a bad girl, Ariana,” he hissed, his hips bucking harder, fucking my throat with no mercy. Without warning, his penis twitched, and hot cum flooded my mouth, thick and salty. I swallowed every drop, my throat working as I gulped it down, greedy for more. He pulled out slow, and I licked the last bead of cum off the tip, savoring the taste. He grabbed my arms, turning me around fast and bending me over the living room table.

Then I brought out a novel to read because it was awkward staring out the window and sipping coffee with a stranger sitting across from me staring at my face from time to time or operating his phone. “How far have you gone?” He asked “How far have I gone with the book?” “Yes,” he said smiling. “I’m still at the prologue,” I responded. “Oh, that’s chill, you seem to like thrillers, this book ‘ Kill for you,’ is an epic thriller, and only true fans of thrillers read it.” “I had no idea, I was just drawn by the book cover, but yeah I love thrillers.” “It’s a good one,” he said and I forced a smile. So he had read it before. “I could read it over and over again, it never gets old.”

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉

*Trigger warning. Chapter recommended for 18 years old and older. Chapter 1. A Factory Jade’s POV I woke up to the noise of something falling with a thud next to me. My eyes jolted open, and I looked around myself. My mouth dropped in shock as I took in the surroundings. It was a girl who collapsed on her head beside me. “H-help me. P-please help me.” She wept and got up, then ran in another direction.

He performed a victory dance. This book is in high demand. I jumped out to catch him off guard as he began walking toward the door with the book in hand. I slammed into him. We landed on the bed, and I pistol-whipped the shit out of him. And just as I thought I was winning, he overpowered me. He flipped onto my back and began crushing my windpipe with his powerful hands. My hands were free, and I managed to fire a couple of bullets into his abdomen, but he was too intent on choking me to even flinch. I was becoming weaker by the second, and I was beginning to feel lightheaded due to a lack of oxygen. Looking into this hooded man's brown eyes revealed nothing but darkness. There was no emotio

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It’s on a lighter note than Forced mafia brides but still, painful and gripping. Trigger warnings of this book (A mafia king’s games): Violence, language, sex, kidnapping, and torture. (These may be updated as the story unfolds) Book tropes: Age gap, touch her you die, possessive, she fell first he fell hard, sunshine x grumpy. Slade’s P.O.V. “Let’s go to the club tonight. You have been a sour puss since we took over Lurther’s territory.” Baste groaned out, taking the last gulp of the whisky he had been swirling in his glass.