Romantic Mystery Book Novels & Stories

Intriguing and suspense-filled. For more tales of dark romance fantasy, don't miss out on my other works: THE ALPHA'S THIRD MISTRESS under the author name BEST WRITES. MATED TO MY OBSESSIVE STEPBROTHER - A forbidden romance book. Follow Best Writes and Velvet Desires for more journies into the darker side of desire and dominance. Thank you for joining me on this adventure. Your next escape into fantasy awaits! Hoping to see you as we embark on another beautiful journey together.

The rain hammered harder against the windows, the room feeling smaller and more dangerous with every word. My body reacted with strong nipples aching pussy throbbing with fresh heat and the dizzy edge of morning sickness mixing in. I wanted to crawl across to him right then risk everything but Alex’s arm tightened around me in his sleep and Olivia sighed softly on Ben’s chest. The tension stretched tight between us like a wire about to snap our whispers full of dirty promises and heavy secrets. Lightning flashed again illuminating Ben’s face full of that protective hunger and forbidden lust. My heart raced faster wondering if the storm would cover us or if one wrong sound would wake them and

It was a fantasy series Mirabel had raved about. I pulled down the dark romance—black cover, gold lettering, with a man in the shadows. The blurb promised forbidden desire and heartbreak. Perfect. I sank into one of the leather armchairs, opened the book, and tried to read. But the words blurred. My mind kept replaying our conversations from dinner. Rhys’s voice. “Alicia Brown.” The way he’d said it—testing, tasting, like he already knew the answer. I closed the book. Leaned my head back, and closed my eyes.

MAD I read the action fantasy, mystery romance book Alessia gave me. I was only on chapter 3, and I was already hooked. As I read the heroine’s description, my mind went back to Tara. She was beautiful and seemed enigmatic, and I felt like she kept herself wrapped in a lot of secrets. I asked Alessia about her, but she told me nothing. Instead, she insisted that I should make an effort to get to know Tara. My meeting with Gabe Linden left me even more confused with a lot of unanswered questions.

For alfresco seating, numerous mini lanterns and glittering fairy lights were adorning the trees, around which marble tables with vintage style umbrella and rattan chairs were laid. And today, after an exhausting day, all Dmitri wanted was to be in a cosy interior to distract himself from the thoughts of the girl, who seemed to have stolen his heart in the first two not so romantic encounters. The unique front entrance of the Book Café, made an aesthetic statement with plenty of green and colorful cascading flowers of bougainvillea and jasmine draped over its glass door like a living waterfall. "The chic set up of the Book Café is a perfect place for a romantic date," Dmitri mused as his min

he kissed her endlessly, allowing her to adjust to his blatantly possessive touch there between her thighs. His patience was rewarded. His first sweeping pass grazed soft, dewy folds; the second explored with unerring precision, parting each side of her furrowed cleft to seek the bud hidden deep within. It was there he now worked his magic, circling and skimming that taunt kernel of his, loving the way her breathing hastened, how her fingers curled and uncurled on his nape, the dew of her passion soon glazed his own. She clutched at him, her breathing as torn and laboured as his. It circled through his mind to sample her sweetest fruit, to taste the spicy tang of her essence full upon his to

“Prepare her for the sex battle and get her in the ring. I’ll be her opponent for the night. The winner gets to fuck his opponent senseless…without a condom.” *** Hello, everyone. This book will probably be released next month so anticipate!!! This time, I have taken note of all your complaints and corrections concerning my previous books and I promise that this one will be a work of art. It’s going to be a very dark romance, coupled with dangerous secrets, fiery pleasure, nail-biting suspense and most importantly, the sexiest Italian men ever written!! ANTICIPATE!!

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

The lodge doors burst open, letting out a wave of warmth, laughter—and her. Sebastian froze. She walked out like she owned the snow beneath her boots. Long dark hair spilled from a wool hat, her coat cinched at the waist, confidence in every step. She was beautiful in a way that felt intentional. Dangerous. Her eyes scanned the area sharply, calculating exits. Sebastian’s hand twitched toward a gun that wasn’t there. Because he knew her. Nyra Valen. Mafia queen. Strategist. His biggest rival. And apparently… a Christmas tourist.

JUNE: I shut the book tight. Fast enough like it was some deadly piece in my hand. What the hell was that? I met Romy's eyes, the wide-eyed girl already knew what she had done. She had slipped the book into my hand right before we boarded the bus for the long trip. “What book is this?” I had asked, eyes fixed on the cover. “Another romance book,” she answered. “Just something to keep your raging mind focused during the trip.”