Seven Thriller Novels & Stories

“The creature we fought, it targeted women. Maya, Kira, and I felt its energy before it attacked. It’s tied to Nightshade, isn’t it?” Damien’s jaw tightened, a shadow crossing his face. “Three young women have vanished in the past two months, all near Nightshade’s borders. Our elders, mothers, grandmothers, are acting distant, hearing whispers in their dreams. My own mother…” He paused, his voice catching. “She’s been waking at night, speaking of shadows calling her name. It’s tearing our pack apart.” Mikhail’s amber eyes narrowed. “You believe Nightshade’s rituals are behind this?”

She felt as if someone was behind her. So every slowly with trembling figure she turned around. Her eyes widen and fear flashed in them when she saw the hooded killer standing right in front of her eyes. She opened her mouth to yell and call for help but her voice got caught in her throat. Her lips trembled. “SSSHHH!!!!!!!” The killer said putting his gloved finger over his masked lips, with a sudden strike the big silver knife came slitting Arelette’s throat. Her blood splashed on him and on the canvas behind her as her lifeless body fell on the ground. The last sparkle of light lefy her eyes with a lone tear.

He couldn't bear to think about what would happen if I ever found out the truth. He clenched his fists harder. His knuckles turned white from the force. The violent wolf within him stirred, ready to tear apart everything in its path. His flesh and blood, his child, had been taken away from him just like that. His child... his blood... had been taken away from him. Who? Who did this to his mate? Andrew slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his wolf eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Find out every place Eleanor has been to recently." His face was dark, and his voice was so hoarse, like a wolf from the depths of hell.

"Oh, come on, sweetheart. You don’t want to see me desperate. And I’d hate to cause problems for you two. I just need a little incentive to keep my mouth shut." Sienna’s blood ran cold. "Are you threatening us?" "It’s just business, cara," Alessandro said smoothly. "You pay me, I disappear." Her hands clenched into fists. "Not a chance." He sighed dramatically. "That’s a shame." Then, before she could react, he reached across the desk, snatching an envelope from the stack of documents—one full of cash meant for an upcoming business deal. He grinned. "This’ll do. Consider it a loan."

“Yes, a throuple. It’s a threesome and a couple called a throuple. Or do you prefer to use triad to describe it?” “How do you know about this?” she asks, hands on her hips. “I read romance novels, and I know things,” I proudly state. “Maybe you should start sharing your books with me,” she teases. “I can’t have you know more about my sexual conquests than I do.” “Crap! Look at the time,” I screech. “We need to pack and be downstairs in an hour, and I still need to shower.” “Go shower. I’ll pack for the both of us,” she offers. “Just don’t be surprised when some of your new clothes fly home with me today.”

I had to find a way to describe the betrayal because it was so real and visceral. I glared at him, but I quickly broke eye contact because I shouldn't be glaring at a stranger. It's riskier since Ethan is overly perceptive because it's not obvious outdoors. When he observes everything around him, he exudes a casual air. He's a killer, which contributes to it in part, and he's also inherently suspicious, which contributes to it in part. If I even slightly let my defenses down, he'll jump on me. I have to be careful as I push him away because of that.

“Sheila is not going to lay a finger on you.” I instinctively put my hand on his back rubbing circles to calm him. “I don’t want trouble.” I could feel the tears threatening to fall. Sheila came around the corner, Arrow’s eyes followed her as she walked closer. She smiled innocently. “Hi Arrow, I see you still can’t keep your eyes off me,” She smiled seductively. “If you threaten my mate one more time, I will kill you. She is mine. If you were my mate, I would reject you.” He watched as her expression changed.

The last thing Callum saw in his consciousness was an angry Stephen leaping on him, he wrapped him inside his arms and his canines punctured the pulsating vein in his neck. And everything black out. *********** Tabby

he says, "You even stirred up Stella and Diana(elder sisters). They haven't stopped spamming me since. I'll be kicking you out soon." "Not nice, Officer." I exclaim, "How can you kick her out?" "Right!! He's the biggest bully here. Not an ideal police officer." Linda adds. "I agree with you." "You know, River? Damian back in college used to steal money from claw machines after trying a few times. He used this method to get the coins he put previously if he won't get any gift until he wins!" Linda says. "Linda. I am warning you." "And he used to put our old neighbour's cat on tree branches so she'll pay him to get the cat down from the tree. She never caught him doing that until she died!"

SEX AND SCAM The bass throbbed through the soles of my stilettos like a second heartbeat. I leaned back against the sticky bar, gin and tonic sweating in my hand, and watched him watch me from the VIP ledge. Black shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled to the forearms, the kind of careless wealth that doesn’t need to shout. He hasn’t looked away in ten minutes. Good. Let the hunger build.