Mystery Love Story Books Novels & Stories

Cassandra sat quietly by the window of the small coffee shop, the scent of roasted beans mingling with the crisp pages of the book in her hands. Outside, spring was in full bloom—leaves shimmered in the sunlight, and the occasional breeze stirred the ivy growing up the side of the building. Her book, a worn paperback about native plant life and ecosystems, was one she had read before, but she always returned to it like an old friend.

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"A... used one?" "A romantic mystery," you said, showing her the front. "It's from the seventies, and is about a female detective who gets involved with the man who hires her to investigate his wife's murder. I'm hoping it's got Castle vibes." She broke into a smile, taking the book from you and turning it over in her hands. Then she kissed you again, on her tiptoes. "Has anyone told you that you're the sweetest?" she asked. "Not today," you smiled.

Every hair on her arm stood as she beat back the panic welling in her breast. On the other hand, she had read novels in which the lady had enjoyed the pirate’s passionate kisses. The heroine in the book actually fell in love with the ruthless man. Isabelle rolled her eyes. It was beyond her knowledge how any woman could feel that way. Yet, Hawk had been attentive while she was being jolted atop his horse. It had seemed he almost cared about her discomfort when offering to have her lean against him.

I don’t knоw whеthеr thіѕ ѕоmеthіng tо be relieved аbоut or nоt. “Sо аrе уоu saying уоu suspect Nеоn hаѕ Aрrіl, and іѕ keeping hеr іn tоwn tо tаkе оut some fоrm оf revenge оn Blаkе Andеrѕоn, or mе?” [Next POV from 'Carrie' in Chapter 43] ******** Author Note: Have you read my 2nd Series "Forbidden Love Stories (Book 2)" on Goodovel. It is more sensual and has many hot steamy romance scenes and episodes which will make you curl your toes in excitement.

Her story, maybe—but written by hands not her own. In the surveillance room, she found a faded leather book that hadn’t been there before. Not Elise’s journal. Something older. On the inside cover: Property of M. Blackwood. Her grandmother. The woman whose grave had been empty. Yvette opened the book slowly, fingers trembling. The pages were filled with riddles. Codes. Symbols she’d seen in Cara’s drawings. The same spirals. The same eyes. But there were also letters. Real letters. Written from one woman to another.

I knew very well that she had told me to stop monitoring him and that it was at that thing to do but because of the love I had for her as a girlfriend I couldn't get myself to stop. she became very calm to listen to what I had to say and then I never heard how I had money toward his movement from the restaurant the day before when she was absent from work and how I got to find him at New Orleans. I also narrated that I saw her husband Sammy and he claimed that he had some business deals with the royal family.

"You like that, don't you? Ah, but I knew you would " His mouth slid down her throat. Heat splintered all through her, even as her mind baulked. No, she thought hazily. He had touched her there. But surely he would not…. She could only watch in mingled shock and fascination as his dark head hovered over her breast. Never had she dreamed he might kiss her there? As if in anticipation, her nipples peaked and hardened, as his mouth touched the quivering tip, she gasped. "Dan, what…. What do you do?"

She said as she left in a hurry She just don't want to be asked about that day The moment she left Mr Smith stared at her for sometime before standing up from the chair and picked up the book that she Kept His hands stroked on the cover of the book "Sorry, there are things you don't need to know now, I can only keep it from you " He said as he returned the book were she couldn't find it Because he knows that Lisa is a curious type Her curiousity that's already risen when she saw the book If she sees it the second time, he really won't know what to did

I didn't know what to type, I just stared at his last message. Mystery man: So you are also a writer on Goodnovel, share me the l**k to your book. I will like to check it out. Me: Just type in itchy fingers or either My daughter's Nanny or Yes, master in the search space. I have two books on the platform, you can check any out. Mystery man: My daughter's Nanny? Is it romance? Me: Yes, of course. A mafia romance. Mystery man: I can tell you are an hopeless romantic.