Romantic Thriller Novels & Stories

Romano glances at me and I furrow my brows in response. As I walk in,I feel the fear emanating from my men and I wonder who or what could be capable of eliciting such fear from my men other than me. I walk in, taking leisurely strides, Romano behind me. The minute we enter. I see one of my men on the floor,a knife in his thigh,his face a picture of agony. I'm not in support of my men being killed off or hurt by others except me but his reaction is enough to make me burst out laughing especially because he's like that because of a woman.

“A man with potential involvement with the Russian Mafia is a man named Donte Abruzzi. He’s young and very wealthy, and he’s the head of Indigo Limited, so he’s bound to know about all of the shady operations that go on in Manhattan. I’m sure there’ll be plenty of evidence hidden away in that massive building,” Phillip muttered. “Remember your fucking training. Take whatever means necessary to get the information we need, even if it means you have to seduce him. Bastards like him think with their dick. They have no fucking respect for women.”

He starts yelling out of control, and it makes me feel like a warrior badass, totally slaying his ass. And then something hits me from inside like a locomotive. It comes from somewhere deep in my center, something he pulls out of me that completely blindsides my conscious thinking mind. I start yelling because the feeling won’t be contained with silence and good manners. He’s hanging onto my hips and ramming himself up into me as I bounce down and hang onto his forearms. Then he’s yelling along with me and I’m suddenly flipped over onto my back without warning. My legs flop around behind his back as I go temporarily blind and just ride him from underneath. I sink my teeth in his shoulder and

curtain, the bass still throbbed, the crowd still danced, and two threads of the same night — one drenched in gin and reckless charm, the other in blood and quiet obsession, moved closer to each other without either side realizing it yet. The crimson lily was still out there. And Elison Floris had just decided he would find it.

" I asked, feeling pissed off. "Besides, he doesn't even love that lady. They were forced to get married for f**k sake!" "Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "Did you just say Ryan doesn't love, Bethel? Please Karen, don't act like you don't know what's going on. He bought an expensive Bugatti for her for valentine. You also told us about the expensive necklace he bought for at the mall. And just yesterday, she was staying alone with him at his mansion. So, are you still tryna say Ryan doesn't love her?

I pulled him toward me and crashed my mouth against his. It wasn't a soft kiss. It wasn't a movie kiss. It was messy, desperate, and full of all the anger and confusion we had been carrying since the day we became roommates. It tasted like salt and heat. It felt like a fight. Jax made a low sound in his throat: half a groan, half a growl and slammed me back against the tiled wall. The cold tile hit my back, but I didn't care because his body was warm, pressing against me, pinning me there. His hands moved from my arms to my waist, gripping me so hard I knew there would be marks tomorrow.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Hunter threatened. I almost choke upon hearing his words. Oh my god did he just threaten the Gambinos brothers in their own office? Go Hunter. I widen my eyes and turn around to look at him in shock. I felt something cold slipped through my fingers, taking me out of my trance. I look down to find a wedding band securely wrap around my ring finger. Oh my, does he have to kill me now with his actions. I smile and look back at him. "You-" "Finish it and I won't hesitate" he gave Franco a final warning. Franco shut up immediately and the horrific look on his face made me smirk and feel satisfied.

He said as he brought his face closer to mine. I tried to struggle free but his grasp on my hands was strong. "Let me be Ryan or I'll yell" I threatened. "Feel free to shout as much as you can sweetie" he said as he moved his face closer obviously trying to kiss me. I moved my face and yelled as much as I can. "Help!" I yelled and he only laughed. "You can't escape from me Jasmine" he said as he tried to kiss me again and I struggled with all my might.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.