Suspens Novels & Stories

The text I received earlier at work keeps coming to mind as I sit there and watch him watching television. Father knows Belle After two minutes and eleven seconds, father finally takes his eyes off the television and brings them to me. I cringe at his dead brown eyes as they capture mine with their gaze. His eyes look so lifeless, I almost wonder if he is staring at me or the wall behind me. He smiles a sinister smile and I know, in that moment, he has a plan for me.

Fixing her suit, Sabrina walked out of the door, passing through Scott and Zachary before attempting to go at the elevator just to be grabbed by someone putting their hand on her mouth stopping her from screaming. Zachary removed all the CCTV at that section of the firm a few days ago without telling his people why, and no one's probably around there during this time of the day. Her heart started beating faster. She tried to fight the person who was holding her captive, but they were just so much stronger than her. Soon enough, she started feeling dizzy and her body started feeling limp. The last thing she saw before she lost her consciousness was a pair of brown eyes looking at her through

--- Suspended in the fractured space. --- Holding. --- Straining. --- Like they were trying— --- For the first time— --- To become something. --- The air steadied. --- Slightly. --- Not fixed. --- But no longer collapsing. --- Adrian stared. --- “That… shouldn’t be possible.” --- Elena exhaled slowly. --- “It wasn’t.” --- A pause. --- “Until now.” --- Victor stepped closer. --- His eyes fixed on the suspended shadows. --- On the fragile balance forming.

I felt my own hand move without deciding to, settling against his forearm, fingers curling slightly into the fabric. One of us was going to close the last fraction of space between us, and the other was not going to stop them, and we both knew it and were staying, suspended, in the last possible moment before it became something you cannot un-become. Then Lucas made a sound. Not words. Just a small, sleepy, involuntary sound, the kind children make when they shift in their sleep, already unconscious again before it had fully left him. But it was enough. Julien stilled.

" Susannah inquired walking towards the exit door, expecting Thompson to reply to her question but got no answer. She halts as she gets to the door and turns back facing Thompson who was still smoking. "You are not answering me, right?. Are you using me?" Susannah asked with an intense tone which shows she's getting furious. She left the hall furiously since Thompson refused to give her an answer to her question. She made some spell and vanished to her room. Lying on her bed, tears began to flow down her cheeks. She wept painfully for a reason best known to her till she slept off.

Third Person's Pov Xavier gives a smirk to Suspiria after wearing his pants and tells her wickedly "I enjoy fucking you bitch. Every time you resist and I take you against your will it makes me realise how strong I Am" Suspiria is staring at the ceiling laying naked on the bed without replying anything to him. He spits on her face and she looks at him with tears in her eyes at the humiliation. All she wanted to do was Kill him but before that she wanted to make him go through the pain that she is going through by shoving a hard thing up his ass.

She lied. Susan's gaze lingered on her face, searching. Her lips pressed into a thin line. "You sure?" Mia forced a nod. "Yes. Just needed a moment." Susan stared at her a beat too long. Her brow creased, lips parted as if she was about to say something but didn’t. She nodded slowly, but suspicion was all over her face. Mia narrowed her eyes. Something wasn’t right. There had been something about the way Susan burst in. Not fear. But concern. Anticipation.

I arch my back. "Shh! Baby." He whispers. He speeds up and I start building up and seconds after I explode on his hands screaming his name. He retreats his fingers and makes no other move, "Why are you stopping?" He has left me a panting sweaty mess, "All in good time baby, sweet dreams." Fuck.

She pulled out her phone, opened a voice recording app, checked that it was running, then texted Vanessa. *Can we meet? I think I can help with the Marcus situation. Same café, one hour?* The reply came within seconds, almost too eager. *OMG yes! You're a lifesaver! See you soon! 💕* Maya pocketed her phone, the recording app silently capturing, and headed out into the cold December afternoon. Vanessa was already waiting when Maya arrived, practically vibrating with barely controlled excitement. Her eyes were bright, predatory, like a hunter who'd finally spotted her prey.

She spotted her white Toyota Camry sedan and unlocked it, letting out a heavy sigh as she got into the car. She was really excited about seeing Ian but at the same time anxious. Was he going to be as excited as she is when he sees her? Would their relationship still have the same spark as it used to? Why was she even having these stupid thoughts? She wondered. Ian is her fiancé who is madly in love with her, so why is she suddenly feeling insecure? She brushed off the feeling and decided to go grab something to eat before going to the Naval Base.