My Mystery Lover Novels & Stories

I’m the best art forger and intel specialist in Chicago. And I fell for the man who owned it all, Don Vincenzo Russo. For ten years, I was his secret, his weapon, and his woman. I built his empire from the shadows. I thought I’d get a ring. After all, every night he was in this city, he was buried inside me, taking his pleasure. He’d whisper that I was his, that no one else felt this good. But this time, after he was finished with me, he announced he was marrying the Russian Bratva princess, Katerina Petrov. That’s when I knew. I wasn’t his woman. I was just a body. For an alliance, for her, he sacrificed me. He left me to die. So I destroyed every piece of the life he gave me. I made one

I bet romance," she smiled sideways. He had a nice smile. Nate wasn't ugly at all, quite the opposite. -And I bet just because I'm a girl you think I like romance. But yes, a little bit. I prefer mystery and horror though. Dark stuff. -I looked at him. Nate was closer now. -Do you like dark things? -He wanted to know, his tone was thick and so manly, it triggered something inside me. His eyes had something in them that left me half-idiotized for a moment. I cleared my throat and came out of my trance, picking up the first book I found. It was thick, blue. It had a rather striking cover. The mysterious death of Max. That was the name of the book. It really caught my attention. -Do you like it

Memphis crying to please her, she's now on the edge of the Ravine with just one wrong step she will fall in that deep sea down her. "No!! I told you, I will end this miserable life of mine, I t-told you!" Fleur cries as she turned herself to faced Memphis, but when Memphis tries to get closer to her Fleur step backward that literary gave them all goosebumps by hearing those little rocks falling in the deep sea.

But the way he walked was heavy and tense, like he was holding back so much feeling it was killing him. My smile faded fast. My stomach dropped. I knew exactly what I had done. I knew exactly what that hug looked like to him. I knew how it felt to him, when he loved me with everything he had and hated anyone being close to me. I said a quick goodbye to Aldrich and walked fast out of the room, my heart beating fast, already missing him and already knowing I had to fix this. I found him exactly where I knew I would. The old quiet section of the library at the very back, where no students ever went. The shelves were tall and full of old books, blocking the view from every side. It was dark and

He was so patient and gentle that it was as if he'd turned into a completely different person. Each time, I only glanced inside briefly before looking away, feeling utterly calm. He wouldn't be my husband for much longer, anyway. What did it matter to me who he doted on? One day, after finishing another test, I returned to my room to find the place completely ransacked. The drawers and cabinets were all thrown open. My heart clenched. I rushed straight to the bedside table and checked the drawer there. The velvet box that held my mother's keepsakes was gone.

That’s what saved you from ending up like those other poor guys. I just grinned and tapped my nose. Sitting alone at the kitchen table, I popped open a pack of ramen and flicked on the TV. "Today, our city was rocked by a spree of break-ins and murders, all targeting rich single men. The cops cracked the case wide open, rounding up a whole gang of suspects.” As I listened to the news anchor's report, I could not help but think there was some truth to the saying that after the storm is when the flowers bloomed.

Braxton was right. There was something about this mystery woman that I couldn't quite place my finger on. I took in her almond green eyes, framed by thick coal-black lashes, and they were mesmerizing the very second they had met my gaze, and it had felt like every ounce of blood in my body had rushed to my cock. Lust had blasted through me with an alarming force, leaving me a little shaken. Something that had never happened before.

Evelyn hunter "Evelyn, it has been years, and you are still as beautiful as ever." Jayer complimented her, hugging her. They have known each other since they were young and were known lovers during that time. It so happened she dumped him for Patrick Hunter back then, and he found a beautiful jewel instead. Miriam. She was the best he could have So that's why Miriam hated her.

As he had said, the gym was always empty in the morning, which Ros and I utilised by practising. I was desperate to know what was actually going on with Adonis, what work he had in LA, but then I remembered what LA had—the Trentino Crime Family. I’d gathered that Savana, David’s eldest daughter, was married to Lore. Lore, of all people. The man who was known for being a beast. A lore like his name. How awful must her life be? I moved into the washroom, changed into my usual sports bra and shorts, tied my hair into a high ponytail, and walked back into the room. It was weird how silent everything was. Ros would usually be here before me, but she was running late today.

I ran to the romance shelf first and started checking from side to side and I still did not see anything. I sighed in confusion because I had thought that I was going to see the clue in the romance section. I went to the section for fantasy books and I kept checking each side of a book, my eyes caught on a very attractive cover and I smiled before pulling it out. The cover was so beautiful and I read the title, 'Curse Of The Wolves'. It was written by my favorite author in the world, Jane Doe. I had read all of her books and all are a masterpiece and I had no doubt that the one I held in my hands was going to be a great read as well.