Novel & Cerita Thriller Book Series For Adults

So even though we are saying goodbye to Lilith and our seven Princes, this will not be the last you see of me. If you haven't already, check out my other book series The Bloodstone series - Completed •Alpha Erik •Everlasting Fire •The Deadly One • Dark Promises •Rise of the Bloodstone King The Redmoon Series - (Bloodstone Crossover series) - Ongoing •The Property of the Alpha • Mated of the Broken Hearted - Coming August 2023 The King of Caspian - Completed - (Bloodstone series Crossover) Again thank you for reading my book, and I hope you enjoy more of my books.

Colt Wincosin, a ruthless businessman, stands in his penthouse, anticipating the arrival of M.J., the hottest stripper in the city. As she enters, Colt's calculated hunger takes over. He commands her, using various toys and techniques to push her to her limits, extracting raw, unfiltered screams of… ***************************** The city lights twinkled like distant stars as I stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse, a glass of aged whiskey in hand.

Jingling my keys as I head to my car, I wonder how my life can get anymore strange. —---- When I get home, I find a package on my doorstep. Feeling unsure and picking it up, I see that it has no return address. As my curiosity rises, I use my keys to tear the tape and open the box. As I see what's inside, I feel like fate has punched me in the gut and I close the box, take it inside, and set it on the table before backing off and staring at it like it’s a bomb that could detonate at any moment. My blood runs cold and beads of sweat dot my brow.

Especially now with this stalker and pregnancy going on. Sienna was juggling three different projects, including the McCormick account and the restaurant acquisitions deal. Her mind stayed busy, but her body carried exhaustion like armor. Every night, she locked up her office, double-checked her doors, and told herself she was fine. But lately, fine felt fragile. Knox’s gut told him something was off. He couldn’t shake the unease whenever Sienna mentioned the strange deliveries from the roses, the lingerie, the notes, even the fake A****n boxes that arrived with no sender information. Whoever was behind it was getting bolder.

“Shit West how did you get into that?” “No clue, I checked the room, it was clear.” I stated never taking my eyes off the dead in front of me. “Okay one each guys, on three.” Wheeler stated. “One, two... Three.” There was a flurry of movement as all five guys made their move, lunging for one dead each, leaving one unattended. She lunged in the darkness, teeth bared a snarl ripping from her throat as she attacked me.

Let's run. And we do. END OF BOOK FOUR: HER WICKED HEART

My body arched to meet his, and with every thrust, something electric sparked under my skin. "Nathan," his name escaped my lips in a trembling whisper. I wasn't sure if I was begging him to slow down or go faster. Our breathing filled the room, mixing with soft moans and gasps. His scent surrounded me completely, and something deep inside me felt like it was breaking apart and reforming all at once. After what felt like forever, I noticed his movements becoming more urgent, more desperate. I could feel him growing tenser inside me. He groaned and trembled above me, lost in sensations I was only beginning to understand.

"It seems that this pack has been in remote parts of the country for many years, which is why they have remained undiscovered for so long." "That explains why they survived so long," Reese said. That was true, but a much more important question came to mind. "Why are you telling us this?" Not that that wasn't interesting, but it didn't explain my boss's behavior. "There's a very simple reason for that." Jilin hesitated a moment, then pushed the folder towards me. But she left her hand on it. “That is all the information we have gathered about the Drein so far. But not all of them are beautiful and some of them can bring back bad memories. ”Jilin looked me in the eye. “Grace, these tattoo num

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

Elena swiped up, prepared to switch off her phone when she caught sight of a news headline, 'Former Mayor Aspirant, George Hilliard, Assassinated in His Apartment, Wife Arrested for Aiding His Crimes of Sexual Assault.' The phone, like her breath, slipped and fell from her hands. It was the moment that Mikhail slipped into the driver's seat, and she turned to him with blurry vision, whispering, "Did...did you do it?" Those amber pupils, fatal and dangerous, gazed upon her with an expression that asked, 'What do you think?'