Mystery With Romance Novels & Stories

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.

Authors Note Welcome to my new book, The Sapphire Queen. I hope you all love it as much as I had loved writing it. This book has a special meaning to my heart. Hope you all enjoy and Just a quick note, the first italic lines are memories and dreams. Everything is to make the story mysterious and clues. So read them so you can understand the story. This is a Mystery, Love, Hate, a bit of Erotica and Romance story. Feel free to leave comments and your support. I truly appreciate it Thanks beforehand. Your Queen salutes you, XX.

The two of them had never played together before but they fell in sync with one another’s rhythm almost immediately! Goodness! “I certainly didn’t expect this from Young Master Henderson and Christina! These two make such a romantic couple!” Young Master Lewis’s jaw dropped in exaggeration. However, he shut his mouth immediately upon sensing the deathly glare from Michael. Christina turned to look at Matthew as the last note was played and the latter returned the gaze with affection in his eyes. The two of them looked into each other’s eyes for a long time before he suddenly hugged her, locking his lips with hers before she could react.

-MyMischievous_M (Warning: There's a typographical and grammatical error ahead so bear with the author because she's still learning and trying to be better day by day. SYNOPSIS: Majesty Greyish Lux is a detective who wants to unfold the truth about the crime that happened 10 years ago. Her first love got murdered and she was the only witness. But after 10 years the murderer is still unknown to her. She never saw the face of the man who murdered her first love so she chose to be a detective to find the culprit.

A furious Lorenzo waiting for us to return. Victoria. Lucien. His anger towards me and mine for him.. The bat, His car. My words and his. His lips, My mouth. His touch, My body, His body. Oh god! I groaned, throwing my head back against the pillow. I broke up with him and then I slept with him a few hours later. What was wrong with me? What was wrong with him? I had broken up with him, smashed up his car and he still came looking for me and climbed into my bed?

maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.

When the opportunity came to ruin Amara's life, he wasn't about to let it go. "He's part of a mafia, and a rival one to Lucas at that. Did you honestly think that didn't come with some hazards and risks?" She sank further into her chair, glaring at Nyxen. But she didn't say anything. "Oh, did he not mention he was part of a criminal underground network?" Nyxen glared harder at him."Well, I suppose it would have come up eventually," Nyxen continued, untroubled. "I mean, you hadn't known each other for long, did you? And it wasn't like you were serious, or engaged or anything. Right?"

The city’s pulse had slowed, but the tension between Elena and Luca only grew stronger as the shadows of the past clawed their way into the present. They had survived explosions, gunfire, and betrayal, yet the true battle was only beginning. The veil of secrecy that had once protected their lives was tearing apart, revealing truths that would change everything. Elena sat by the window in their safe house, the dim light casting long shadows across her face. The silence was suffocating, and her mind raced with fragments of memories and fears. She clenched a worn photograph—her sister’s smiling face a stark contrast to the darkness closing in.

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.

It was just the shadow of an animal or something. Walking to the cherry bookcases, she allowed her fingers to trace over all the beautiful book covers, surprised at the wide range of genres on display--mysteries, classics, even a romance or two. Her lips quirked up at that. She did not see Nicolai as a romance reader. Plucking one of these romances off the shelf, she retired to the incredibly comfy looking double armchair in front of the fire, intending to read for a few minutes before Nickolai got there and they could explore the promised bath together.