Romantic Killer Book Novels & Stories

It was unlocking something. The third and fourth attackers hesitated. One drew a gun. Bad move. Leo grabbed a steel bar from the window grate and hurled it like a javelin. The gunman’s chest exploded in crimson. Three down. Two to go. He turned slowly to the last man. The gauze-faced bastard stood frozen, trembling. "Who sent you?" Leo snarled. Silence. Then a mutter: “We serve the She-Wolf.” Lucrezia. Leo didn’t kill him. No, he grabbed him by the collar and slammed him down on the blood-soaked floor.

She wanted to see the metal that she had been holding and just how beautiful it looked like the gun that he had gifted her but she couldn't because of the dim lighting of the passageway that they were walking through. “You know the haunted houses are said to be one of the most romantic places for couples,” Alastor said, making her remember the numerous couples who she had seen outside. “And why is that?” she asked and suddenly pulling her close to his side Alastor said, “So that they can do this.” “So a haunted house is a place for people to get horny among creepy surroundings while a bunch of people watch them from cameras?” she said not finding any appeal in it.

Emiliano Romero, despite knowing much of his secret, tried for a long time to be different from the others, even his medical study of animals, he had specialized in surgery, because he felt no empathy for animals, somehow the disorder or characteristics of genetic psychopathy was implemented in the Romero. When the Romeo empire collapsed, everyone ran to save themselves, but they tried to hide her so that she would be safe, the woman who despite looking twenty years old, was a beauty of forty. II After the week of rest and all the chaos that the unnecessary rescue of David had brought to the team, Emiliano Romero wanted to return to Argentina to see how his sister was, since for some unexpec

Each breath was agony, like inhaling ground glass. I was going to die here. I was going to die in Kieran Blackwood's penthouse bathroom, choking on smoke, my skin blistering from heat, alone. Marcus would love that. Maybe he'd even planned it. The timing was too perfect, too convenient. The fire starting right after I'd left with Kieran, right after I'd publicly chosen him over my husband. Or maybe it was someone else. Someone who wanted to hurt Kieran by taking away his newest acquisition.

"She's the scheming little blackmailer who destroyed Richard. I recognized her the second I saw her. She was all over him that night at the party—smiling, flirting, making him think he could trust her. Then she vanished the morning after. Two weeks later, my uncle lost everything. Absolutely everything." I gulp, unable to speak. His jaw flexes with barely restrained rage. "This bitch is someone's operative. They pay her to ruin people's lives. Trust me. I know exactly who she is.” Tyrn and Jay both turn to Rosella, stunned. Tyrn blinks in disbelief. "Wait... she's the blackmailer?" "Hell yes," Santino growls. "That's exactly who she is. A goddamned blackmailer!" Rosella remains pinned agains

After getting approval from his superiors and the family, the FBI brought in New York's top criminal psychologist. The room was cleared, leaving only me and Miller behind the one-way glass. Dr. Hoffman's voice was deep and magnetic, like an ancient incantation. Enzo's breathing evened out, his eyes unfocused. He answered the first few basic questions smoothly, his expression growing peaceful. Until Dr. Hoffman softly asked the crucial question. "Enzo, take a deep breath. Tell me, who tried to kill you that night?" "Was it... someone working for Victoria Corleone?"

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.

I nodded, almost infinitesimally, and then I took a step back. Keeping my right eye closed, I grinned around the broken room at the last remaining vampires. There were three: one tall, dark, and would-be handsome (had he not been a murderous blood-sucker); one was short and stout and round, and I wondered how his pot belly and balding head helped him in acquiring a regular blood supply; the other was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, slim and dark, with a perfectly coifed afro and narrowed green eyes – save for the blood smeared around her sensually curved mouth.

He wouldn’t, would he? “The book that he gave me, he said it’s dark romance and I would like it, but there’s no romance. It’s only dark” she started. “Who does that? He stalked her for years and she finally agreed to have a date. But just before they could get intimate, she died because of mould infestation in her apartment. That’s the most rubbish ending I’ve ever read. I didn’t sleep for two days to finish that book, Steffan,” she explained in between sobs while still buried on my chest. “Oh honey,” I let out a breath while hugging her tighter. “Oh honey, you almost gave me a heart attack. I thought something happened to you,” I rubbed her back while kissing her head trying to calm her dow

"I am lonely most of the time. But now I have you. I won't be lonely anymore" She came closer to him placing both of her hands on his cheeks,stared into his eyes,he stared back. There seemed to be a change of atmosphere at that point. It became a romantic atmosphere. He gently placed his hands around her waist. She got closer,her face just an inch away from his and she gave him a kiss on his lips. It was so magical that he had to close his eyes. She continued kissing,this time she focused on the lower lip,then then upper lip and he picked up the pace from there. They kissed each other's lips so passionately until Jane let out a slight moan. He then went further to kiss her neck,while squeezi