Romance Suspense Books Novels & Stories

"Not recently, but yeah. A friend of mind passed some around last year. I've been reading her cast-offs." Which friend? And what kind of romance books? "I read a few." He shook his head. Lumen wrinkled her nose. "You have?" "Yeah, people sent all kinds of things in care packages. There were always a few romance books in the bins for us to pick through. I figured you always see women sitting by pools, relaxing and reading one. Maybe that's what I need?" "You seriously read one?" she asked. "I read...a dozen? They gave me too much anxiety. Too much will-they-won't-they, back-and-forth business. Too personal, too high stakes, too real for me to actually relax and read."

Hello readers, thank you for following the story so far. The plot is about to take a dark and intense turn. I made an effort to incorporate the elements of a dark romance, danger, suspense, and maybe a bit of romance. Keep in mind that the title of this book is “TAINTED LOVE” (A Dark Mafia Romance). What is the first thing that comes to your mind? If you believed the book was dark in the previous chapters, well, it has just intensified. LOL.

he confessed in a voice that held a hint of intrigue. Serena wasn't quite sure what to expect from Damien Cole. Perhaps a frosty brush-off. Or a dismissive smirk before turning his attention elsewhere. What she truly didn't anticipate was actual... interest. He assessed her as though she were an intriguing gamble. His gaze traveled languidly from her eyes to her lips, along the curve of her neck, before resting back on her face, as if he already claimed it. A warm flutter ignited in her stomach. The kind she shouldn't feel. The kind that had been long absent. And certainly not for someone like him.

Still, everything he was saying unnerved and excited every fiber of my being in the same instant. I knew it was foolish. I also knew I couldn’t possibly take another round, yet here I was, winding my body with his, begging without words for him to keep going. Until this moment, I’d chalked up the romance novels I read to fantasy. Ludicrous notions of perfection that no one could achieve outside their dreams. There’s always something. A cough, a fart, even hair in the worst possible place—something jarring the all-consuming sensations back to realism. But this? This wasn’t that. He wasn’t that.

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

Belle couldn’t help but notice he was now alone and seemed to be walking towards her. He had his hair falling down on his face and his dark blue jacket glowed in the distance. Belle’s heart was completely racing. It almost felt like her heart would jump right out from inside her chest at any moment. She was still outside but she didn’t realize how much she was sweating again. Her heart pounding and beating so fast. “Hey! Are you alright?” Ronnie asked with a deep yet, sexy voice. Belle was flustered and confused. She didn’t know which was hotter.

Susan blushed, and Alexei tilted his head, curious. “Weird books? Now I’m interested.” “They’re just fiction. Suspense, mystery… Sometimes romance.” She shrugged modestly. “Romance?” He raised an eyebrow. “The sugary kind or the ones that keep you up all night reading?” She bit her lip, thoughtful. “The ones that make you think. I like imperfect characters. Relationships that are built over time. Real feelings, you know?” Alexei’s smile remained, but his eyes grew more attentive. “You don’t believe much in instant passions?”

“You’re staring at each other again.” Noelle’s small voice cut through the thick silence. Sebastian stepped back immediately, releasing Nyra’s arm as if he’d been caught doing something forbidden. Nyra straightened, ignoring the sting in her grazed arm. “We’re not.” “You are,” Noelle insisted. “Like in the movies before they kiss.” Sebastian cleared his throat. “Enough.” Sirens wailed outside the lodge. Guests were being ushered away, security shouting instructions. The scent of gunpowder still hung in the air, mixing with pine and melted wax from fallen candles.

Chapter 3 The castle is straight ahead, its My boots sink into the damp earth with each step, the weight of two gazes burning into my back, Adrian’s steady, possessive heat, and Dominic’s electric, unpredictable current. The marks on my collarbone throb in time with my pulse, I press my fingers against them, as if I could smother the fire beneath my skin. Then it happens. A searing flash behind my eyelids happens so suddenly and so violently I stagger back, My breath leaves me in a gasp as I’m somewhere else, someone else, my body no longer my own.

“So now… tell me, have you guys done it yet?” I swallowed, suddenly feeling shy. I looked down at my book on the table, pretending to be interested in the notes. “Done what?” Susie smirked. “You know… kissed?” “Oh,” I whispered, relieved. For a second I thought she meant something else. “We have. I mean, isn’t that the first thing couples do? We had a date yesterday. We definitely kissed.” “Ohhhh!!” Susie gushed loudly, not caring that a few heads turned our way.