Good Thriller Books Young Adults Novels & Stories

I'm on the last bookcase just as it's starting to get dark. When I try to pull the books off the bottom shelf, one book seems stuck, but I can't tell why. It's not oversized or wedged into the shelf or anything. I pull hard but it doesn't budge. Bending down I realize it's a fake book that when all the other books have been removed it slides to the side, opening an access panel. Behind the access panel is a combination lock. I jump up, get the other slip of paper and after several tries of left and right combinations I open the lock. Inside is a small device that looks like an IPOD with ear buds attached to it. It has a small LCD screen and a thumb wheel with a button in the middle of it. I

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

Binns was near to tears, "You stole my laptop and now I am being investigated by W.I.K.D... Why? Why did ruin my life!" "You know Binns, you should really think this through before bringing a handful of men to war," "What—" Flicking out my claws, I slit the two agents' throats who stood behind Al and Amber, not killing them but paralyzing them, but skipped Binns and in the blink of an eye, I was behind McCarthy, sinking my talons into his neck before taking his gun. It happened so fast even Binns couldn't find the words. Pointing the gun at him, I licked McCarthy's neck, feeling the vein throbbing beneath my tongue, Binns, on the other hand, had his gun aimed at Al and Amber,

Copyright ©️ 2021 by Mylovelyreaders All rights reserved. ⚠️DARK ROMANCE⚠️ Hey guys, thanks for giving so much love and support for my book Psycho Mafia season 1. So my lovelies, I welcome you all to the second season of Psycho Mafia 2. Just like the first season, this book is full of drama, action, romance and thriller. This story is entirely my imagination and the characters are fictious. Any resemblance from the resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locals is entirely coincidental.

"Exciting." Frowning, I clasp my hands together in front of me. Using his index finger, he wiggles a book out of its spot, with some difficulty. It looks as though the covers are stuck together, with suggests this library is old; probably older than me. "Action? Thriller?" I question. Those kinds of books that get your heart racing are my favourite. They draw you straight of reality, lulling you into a dream-like state where my imagination can run rampant, with no one to tell me otherwise. Moments to live for, in my eyes. If Malik felt the same way, he must understand why I had to leave my room to find something better than a nonfiction book on the Love pack.

[ the following scene contains a forceful drunken sexual situation that sensitive readers might find disturbing] 3 YEARS AGO Adriano (PoV) NIGHT OF MARDI GRAS 21:35PM "I-I'm eighteen, pl-please don't shoot" she reveals, shocking me a bit. I knew she was young, but I didn't think she was that young. "that means you're still in school, right?" I ask, still nussling her neck "hmm?" I hum in question when she doesn't respond. "ye-yes..th-this is my last year" she answers. Satisfied with her answer I lower my gun and she breathes a sigh of relief.

Remember, I am the creator of the story so, most of the rituals and also the traditions will be according to my imaginations, not the real-life based. To be honest, I am nervous and excited to write this part of the story. I don't want to harm any significant race, tribes, and ethnic groups and hurt them. Hence, I request you all to stay patient and go along with the story. I see many readers are confused with the chapters. Please, as its mystery, thriller, and also fantasy, there are mysteries that we have to deal with hence it's obvious, to be confused. So, please, don't feel burdened when you don't understand.

he sneered through clenched teeth and with one last look at the couple, he retreated inside his car, pressing on the accelerator and drove out of there, out of the town and out of Max's and Shelly's lives but he will be back to avenge himself because this isn't the end. THE END Author's note: There have been many requests to write a sequel but this book is actually the first one from the badboys' series. The second book named 'My Damn Salvation' which is now available on Goodnovel can be read as a stand alone but there are parts where Max and Shelly are mentioned. You will know more about what really happened to them after the fight. Basically, you will understand the bigger picture once all

My mind wouldn’t settle until my pussy was slick and throbbing, until the ache between my legs was satisfied. And tonight was no different. I sneaked into the library at that time of the night using the spare keycard I’d borrowed from my roommate earlier. My backpack was heavy because of what I’d hidden inside my thickest textbook; a slim silver bullet vibrator and a bottle of lube. I was in my usual nerd uniform. An oversized cardigan, a pleated skirt that rested just above my knees, and rimmed glasses; my hair was in a messy bun with a pencil stuck into it.

Elon’s POV The metal pressed harder against my skull, cold and unforgiving. The barrel of the gun felt like ice sinking into my skin, and every second it stayed there made my heartbeat pound louder in my ears. For the first time since I’d been dragged into Fort Thorne’s world, I thought very clearly: This is how I die. Not in some dramatic street fight. Not running from the police. But standing in the middle of a mansion that wasn’t mine, with a stranger’s gun pressed to my head while the most dangerous man I’d ever met decided whether I was worth saving.