Suspense Romance Series Novels & Stories

As she left the room, I realised I was beginning to panic as well. …………………………………… The Vampire and the Wolf- Book Two Teaser **Jarin** Something had been placed over my head so I couldn’t see. I was also struggling to breathe. My wrists were tied behind my back, and I could feel and smell the wolfsbane that the rope was soaked in burning into my skin. I was lying on a cold hard floor, but I had no idea where I was and I was struggling to remember how I even got here. The last thing I remembered was the start of the battle…and then blackness.

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

Susie asked, lowering her voice a little. “Know about what?” “About you, you know, working at Subway?” “Oh hell no,” I said, shaking my head. “If she knows, she would definitely kill me. It’s a secret between us. All of us.” Susie nodded, understanding. We continued eating in comfortable silence for a moment before she perked up again. “Are you watching the new season of Love Place? That reality dating show?” “Not yet. How is it?” I asked, genuinely curious.

I don’t resist him, I don’t even have the strength to. I’m being arrested for the murder of my Father in a foreign country, where am all alone and I know no one. I feel tears slip down my cheeks as I’m suddenly reminded of this day ten years ago. The fear I had felt when I got the news of my father’s death creeps in until I can taste it. What’s going to happen to me now? I read the news on the small television in the Van. Doctor Janelle Ronan, a renowned, beautiful, hot-shot neurosurgeon arrested for the murder of her adopted father who she had been poisoning slowly for months now. Luckily, the police found evidence of her crime after a search and seizure was conducted on her house.

Leon dropped his phone to the side. “Why did Felicity bolt like that earlier? She looked like she’d seen a ghost.” Leon leaned back against the headboard, smirking faintly. “She’s different. Weird, interesting. I kissed her, and she just panicked—ran off. That was my third try, by the way. The first two times she suspected, she literally ran away too. No one’s ever done that before. Usually they stay to get the full experience.” He chuckled darkly. “You’ve heard it yourself. The walls don’t hide much.”

I lift a brow. He nods, leaning in again, brushing his nose against my neck. The scent of expensive leather and something woodsy floods my senses. I clear my throat, indecisive. I want to push him away and ask a dozen more questions about my mother—I’m in no mood for romance. But there’s this part of me that can’t move, hypnotized by the victory we just shared, and I desperately want to see how this ends. How it'll feel to move to the next stage rather than kissing. I wonder if I'll feel anything because I'm not too sure if what I'm feeling about him needs confirmation.

The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.