Suspenso Novels & Stories

His thoughts drifted aimlessly, a hazy fog swirling in his mind, heavy with unease. He couldn’t even remember the last time he’d done any real work. Ever since he left his previous job, he had been stuck in this odd liminal space—life suspended in a strange state of pause. No direction, no clear path forward. Just an endless, quiet limbo. He glanced at the blank television for a moment before letting out a soft sigh. Something had to change. But what?

The seventh node on the edge of completion. Waiting. Cliffhanger.

Lives depend on it. Please respond urgently. Maya Chen She hit send before she could second-guess herself. Then immediately panicked. What if Dr. Mitchell ignored her? What if she thought Maya was a conspiracy theorist? What if— Her email pinged. A response. Already. Maya's heart hammered as she opened it: Ms. Chen, I've been studying these anomalies for the past week. Something is very wrong with the data we're seeing. How did you know to contact me? What information do you have?

Already waiting for a third signature to make it active. I fold the document. I hold it. I do not give it back.

Something was wrong. Something was missing.

She was struck by the impossible absurdity of the situation. This was questioning the very core of her belief in life,death and the afterlife.These things were the trademarks of fiction and Hollywood movies. Could it be possible?Could some semblance of the soul remain even after death?Could this remnant of a mortal existence find a way to manifest itself,even after being dead for so long? For a heartbeat Beth imagined that she was unconscious,that when she’d left Marcus to race up the stairs,she'd fallen and hit her head and this was all some vivid dream.

DISMAY. Consternation and distress, typically caused by something unexpected. A feeling of disappointment or sadness. Driven by the devastating revelation that Josh was not only Dylan's doctor but his death was connected to Dylan, Anna hurriedly returned to her apartment—Hannah's old residence. While the police had concluded their investigation into the recent break-in as an unsuccessful search for valuables, Anna's intuition (and her new information about Hannah) told her otherwise. As she walked over towards her apartment, the cold dread in her stomach coiled tighter with every step. The familiar route to her neighbourhood felt alien now, haunted by the ghost of Hannah and the tragic spect

I can’t see them clearly but I know that they’re worried about me. “What happened?” Mom asked in a nervous tone, like she’s going to cry any second. I don’t know what to answer. My body’s feeling so numb that I just stood in front of the sink like a concrete statue. “I don’t know.” I answered, nearly stuttered in every word I say but I can still handle it a little. I felt tears rushing down my face and my breathing’s still heavy. Dad tried to come near me but another wave of ice powers came out from both of my hands and formed directly on the floor. I flinched when I saw that the sharp ice nearly hit Dad’s legs. I tried moving my hands but the thing happened again. It made my vision even mor

After

Matthew bowed as he placed a thin folder in his open palm. “Just like you expected sir. Beta Damian had cast the next and the fish had successfully been baited.” Lucero didn’t look surprised. He read through the file, his eyes quickly scanning the paper before He slowly closed it. “Status?” “Anais has already been suspended.” Silence. Lucero pushed the file aside and drummed his finger on the table. Matthew saw this as a sign to continue. “The cameras stopped working two hours earlier.” Lucero laughed. “A high-tech camera?”