Romance Crime Novels & Stories

“It was during the time you said you needed space.” Caterina murmured. “I see.” “It was a long time ago, Caterina,” I leaned forward, making sure she understood clearly. “And it was just a fling. A stupid, brief moment that should’ve never happened.” Damien looked offended when he stared at me. His lips tightened, jaw clenched, and he held his fork like he wanted to stab someone with it. Hopefully, he didn’t have me in mind. “But you loved each other, right?”

My father could take as many women as he desired, but they could never take the place of my mother, whom he had murdered. The Moon Goddess gave our mates to us, though some considered her a pesky meddler. My father had been mated to my mother when he was rather young, and they had grown up side by side. My mother, the Lycan Luna, was graceful and submissive to her alpha, never challenging me in public or causing him any reason to be ashamed of her. My mother adored my father and lived her life each day to please him. She was mostly successful until the day tragedy struck.

She walks to our table, a tiny book on her hand. She flash Mike a smile, earning an eye will from me. “What would you love to have? She asked in a seductive voice. She is not facing me, but Mike that has an amused smile on his face; I scrunch my nose up at her. “I’d love a cup of iced coffee. I shot her a smile of satisfactory. She snorts and walks away. Mike break into a laugh. I shrug completely ignoring him. My coffee arrives and I take a big sip from it.

This past year, I actually called her just to know how she was faring, guess that's the reason I still have her number. I groan when I read her text. She's still bent on the idea that maybe things can work out with us. I exit the message and turn off my phone to avoid her incessant messages. I look back at the screen trying to get hooked like Ava. It's a romance movie and from what I've seen it's not really that bad. A detective who was hired to investigate a murder case and a seductive, manipulate woman who's pretty good with her seduction and her manipulation skills. Obviously the detective is definitely gonna fall in love with her. That shit always happens. When you fall in love with the

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

"I have to meet with these men when they are available and that is now. But here, let me fill your glass. It will help you sleep and you won't even miss me." Alessia blew out a breath in disbelief. "That's doubtful. You know I don't sleep well without you with me." He kissed her forehead gently, placing her back in her chair. "Ah, read one of you 'spicy romance novels'. I'm sure that will distract you." Suddenly, his eyes sharpened as he met hers. "But don't forget the rule, moya khoroshaya, no touching yourself without me, even with reading these books, da?"

I grab her hand and shove the sleeves up her elbow, catching the look of guilt of being caught red handed. “The only way out is you keep your end of the bargain, Mia Moglie.” I upturn the untouched wineglass on her forearm and rub her silky soft skin where she's drawn my estate- exits and position of my guards. I lean closer, “ Try to be naughty again and see how I punish you.” **** *Mia Moglie - My wife *piccolo gatto selvatico- Little wild cat

The thought scared her just as much as it excited her. After her messy break up—messy being an understatement—Rain spent the next three years being the docile crime and romance fiction author that mommied everyone and always put her head down. She didn’t want anymore excitement in her life, not after what the last one did to her but...With Alexander it was different and she wasn’t sure why. Being stuck by his side and being tied to him no longer scared her as it did weeks ago. With the amount Alexander claimed Nicholas owed...She would definitely be here a while.

I said with more confidence. "With face it is" "Thanks" "What is your story about anyway?" he leaned closer to the table and put his arms on it. "It's a romance novel and I would like to refer to it as such. Despite the pornographic details on it. It's a story of a bad boy falling for an innocent and fragile girl. He's a wild spirit and she is conservative... two opposites attract" I giggled and I didn't even know why. "They have sex like crazy in every position I could think of, anywhere and every time they meet" I kept giggling like a little girl and he smiled like he enjoyed our conversation. That was good...

Or will destiny spell out another option? Midnight Kiss Genre: Historical Romance/Curvy Romance TAGLINE: The dark temptation of his embrace compromised her, but could she trust a scoundrel with her heart?