Romance Crime Novels & Stories

He like that tenacity of hers. “My darling Anissa, didn’t I already tell you; I want you and I’m going to have you.” He stated firmly. Her already pale face lost all his blood supply. “Y-you can’t do that.” “I just did.” He chuckled. “Now, here’s what I am going to do; you see my dear, your parents had the audacity to insult me by rejecting my marriage proposal and what’s more, they further humiliated me by refusing to give my proposal a second thought. Now if they were anyone else, I would’ve shot them for their insolent behavior,” he revealed. Anissa couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “But they are your parents that’s why I was decent enough to respect them and bring my proposal to the

“Mine.” “You’re shaking, claws,” Dante murmured, his voice low and teasing. He pushed off the door, approaching like a predator with all the time in the world. “What’s running through that pretty little head, hmm? That they won’t like you? That you’ll say the wrong thing?” I swallowed hard, my reflection betraying my nerves as i applied a final swipe of lipstick. “I’m not exactly used to dining with criminals,” I muttered.

“I already know you are the culprit.” “I’m not!” The maid protested. “Stop pretending already.” Garaine rolled her eyes, annoyed at her impudence. “Accusing me without proof is a crime!” She talked back. “Oh?” Garaine raised her eyebrow, amused at her chutzpah. “So a mere maid is insolent enough to talk back and lecture about crime to the young mistress of the mafia household, huh? The audacity you have!” She leaned towards the maid. “I can kill you in ten thousand ways and make it look like an accident in front of the police.” A devilish smile appeared on her face upon seeing the fear in the maid's eyes. “I have the CCTV footage of your deeds. Will that suffice as proof?”

Ricardo turns off the stereo and leans on the wall beside it, his lips pulled in a grim line. I take a deep breath to contain the bloody murder that rages in my brain. "Let me get this straight. Romanov has a sex slavery brothel in Asia that caters to the needs of men that love abusing older women sexually?" "Precisely." Ricardo walks over and plops back down on the chair.

They kissed longer, slowly, Dennis let go of his lips on her, their eyes stuck together, none of them said a word to each other and it felt like their whole body was drawn together by a divine force none of them could explain. Cassandra didn't want Dennis to stop kissing her, she felt so alive watching him with her eyes, her heart entangling with his. She wanted more or his lips on hers, her body melted immediately he kissed her and she wanted to feel it again. The sound of the door bell brought them back to reality. Cassandra quickly remembered her pizza order. "I will get it" she said to Dennis and walked towards him with shaky legs. She opened the door, looked at the delivery guy who just

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He watched, unable to look away. The pain on my face was evident, even before the disfigurement. The beating, my hair being chopped off, my face disfigured, and my fingers broken—it was all there. Felix couldn’t bare to watch the whole thing as his body trembled and he froze. Darcy, seeing him shaken, thought it was her victory and eagerly explained, “This woman had plastic surgery to look like me. She snuck into the villa to try to seduce you. She even tried to paint like me and made a mess of the walls! She knew you hated sunflowers, yet she put them everywhere in the yard. Even worse, she claimed to be your legal wife… Felix, I want to stay and be with you tonight. I want to be your only

If you're all about safe, good-guy heroes in your romances, this might not be your cup of tea. Each of these Mafia Men carries their own set of scars, desires, and strengths, seeking partners who accept them as they are, without expecting them to change. They're looking for compatibility, not someone who wants to mold them into something they're not. Consider this your final heads-up: Marco Costello is not your typical romantic lead. »»————————«« Trigger Warning: The following book contains imagery that may be distressing to some readers, including violence, gore, sexual content, and crude language. Reader discretion is advised.

Demons he couldn't tell anyone about. "So they're lies?" "Not all of them. I may have broken some laws to support my business. It's how it is in my world. It's all I know. How to get dirty to achieve my objectives." It surprised Francesca how honest Asher was being. He'd just confessed to committing quite a number of crimes, and all with a straight face. She wondered if Jackson is involved in Asher's shoddy business. They are business partners and friends after all. "Is Jackson involved in any of it? The crimes?" Francesca found herself quivering as she asked Asher the question.

"Yeah. Enzo's girlfriend is studying medicine in New York. Rafa was already being investigated for a double homicide before we arrived in Rome." "Yeah. Tomek mentioned that, too. But, the charges were dropped?" "Yeah. Rafa thinks the dead guys were working for Leandro and got paid to find him and Alodia." "So you really... You just told all of them you were dating Anastasia?" "Mostly babysitting," he muttered while scratching his temple. "She's got problems, like I said." "And they all just believed you. That you met her at a party and you just...started dating."