Seven Thriller Novels & Stories

Thank God for small miracles. Lily cried out in surprise as the thief pulled her up and once more demanded to know where the pills were. “I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I’m not going to tell you,” she said and flinched when he punched a hole in the wall close to her head. “If you do not tell me, then I promise I’ll kill everyone in this building as you watch. Then I’ll kill you,” he threatened.

All feelings of lover or joy melting as the reality formed over the dream. “I’ll fucking kill you for this!!” Jacob screamed as he snarled. The touch of his hands became a vice. The soft timber of his voice became an unnatural roar. The eyes blead from black and turned into a fresh golden light. The eyes of a Shifter. Fangs shot out at Brandon as the handsome man lunged for his throat and spilled his blood across the floor.

I ask, dumbfounded, low-key having the idea. “You think I'm the only miserable bitch here who fucks any potential cock she can find?” she asks venomously. “No, Keila. I know everything. I know everything about you and Jordan…” My heart is on my throat and my eyes twitch in anxiety. “and also his brother…Sebbastian Steele.” By this time, my other leg follows and they're completely in sync as I retreat slowly. After hearing the words she speaks, terror sucked the very breath and words from mine. I hear a faint gasp: I didn't realize it's my own not until later.

The place looked the same as the last time he left there for good. “Philip Kilian, Andre, it’s nice to see you again. What would you like to drink.” The voice of a well-dressed woman greeted them. “Suzie.” Philip said as he clenched his fists. Andre did not respond. “Come now, don’t be so business like with me. We go way back the three of us.” “Let me get to the point. Someone is threatening my fiancée and me and I want to know who it is.”

Wait and I will use a cheap knife for killing them. I stood up from the bed and go to my comfort room to pee. It’s already 3:00 am, I realized it’s the devil hour and I got up from a shitty dream. I finished peeing and immediately go to my bed. I roamed my eyes around. Ace is my next target yet I can’t finalize my plan. It was too hard to think of a successful plan how to kill them all. I am running out of ideas. I think I need to watch some suspense, mystery, thriller movies to help me give ideas. It wasn’t my intention to classify horror movies as cheap.

The cold September weather came sooner than it should have, and I welcomed it. I was tired of the flames of Hell and was ready for something new. Regardless of the temperature outside, my blood always ran hot - that’s why I never broke a sweat in the Underworld. My job was to decide the specific afterlife for the sinners, I specialized in the seven deadly sins. Those who committed all seven sins were sent directly to me. I was considered one of the “judges of the afterlife” and my job was to be sure that someone gets the proper afterlife treatment that they deserve.

I’ll get to her in a bit. In a tortoise shell, I work for a secret organization known as T.H.E.M.—the Trusted Hierarchy of Everyday Murderers. T.H.E.M. is clandestinely contracted by private individuals, corporations, or sometimes even the government to complete the dirty work of furtively killing off individuals or groups of people.

” He rasped, Philo not fighting back as he was the first to recede into the recess of my mind. Ignoring the screaming and fighting around us we trudged on. Little by little slipping from reality as Quinn’s scent grew stronger. My vision began to tunnel and I was close to giving up. “Move,” Otto barked, letting out a hiss that was enough to have Jade and Simon moving back in fear. Quinn’s heart was barely beating and the floor beneath him was coated with drying blood. I staggered, sharply landing on my knees as standing became too much. Leaning in closer I caught a glimpse of the wound. Large gashes adorned his tattooed throat, a strange white tendril poking out of one and writhing around.

They were unpredictable, dangerous, and they viewed lone travelers as either prey or potential pack members to dominate. A twig snapped nearby. My fingers tightened on the knife handle. Through the darkness, I saw them, shadows moving between the trees. Four of them. No, five. Large wolves with matted fur and gleaming eyes that reflected the moonlight like coins. Rogues. They were hunting, following a scent trail. My scent trail. One of them, larger than the others with a ragged ear, lifted its nose and sniffed the air. Its head swung in my direction.

Her Dad's stepmother, the legal wife of Patriarch Li, schemed and plotted his mother's death with a group of thugs. Low-born and raised in dark alleys, the thugs had zero principles and no morals. As individuals with no bottom line, seeing a beautiful and graceful woman, awakened other thoughts in their vile minds. The thugs performed unmentionable deeds before fulfilling their mission and killing Li Chen's mother. In a twist of fate, the young Li Chen that was still grieving, overheard his stepmother gossiping with a group of friends on how she took care of his mother.