Thriller Books With A Twist Novels & Stories

Rosenthal to me? Right then, the door behind me squeaked open, causing my heart to skip a beat. My arms shot up, pointing the gun in the direction of the door. I peered in to find the bedroom empty. Bracing myself, I entered slowly with dread pumping through my veins. Her bedroom was home to an endless collection of books, and a double-wide bookcase, covering the majority of the wall, held an extensive variety of the occult genre. Interesting... Mrs. Una Rosenthal was a woman with secrets. Dark ones.

I bag close, glancing over my shoulder. The wrong kind of men lurked in corners. I knew the look in their eyes. I was now getting Deja Vu. Fear prickled down my spine. I walked faster, quickening my footsteps as i heard footsteps behind me. My pulse spiked. I turned sharply, only to see two figures hanging around in the shadows, watching my every move. Not again. “Hey, pretty thing,” one of them called. I recognized the voice from earlier, when i got robbed. My chest grew heavy as i fastened my pace, but my legs were heavy, and my body, weak from hunger and exhaustion.

And I realized— The greatest threat wasn’t Archer Cain. Or the black feather. It was the past— And the people we thought we knew. Because in this twisted dance— Trust was a weapon. And betrayal— The final move. --- I looked at Sophia. She looked back. Our hands found each other in the dark. A promise. A fight. A future. But the question hung in the air— Who would survive the game? And what would be left— When the black feather finally fell?

"Give it to me!" Faye yelled. She scrambled to her feet and lunged at me, reaching for the USB drive. But I kicked her back down before she could touch me. "Let's begin with the first part, shall we? Let's see how Warren tricked your precious daughter," I said, my sarcastic tone hanging in the air. The video played, getting more disturbing with every scene, but it wasn't over yet. It revealed Faye and Warren's plan to lure me into bed, get me to drink the spiked drink, and how Warren's assistant took Mindy, disguised as me, away from the restroom.

Frustrated, Adrian kept the bottle down. He picked up a random book from her desk to divert his mind but stopped seeing the book cover. "Pride and Prejudice?Was she a sucker for classic romance? But she behaved like she was not interested in romance at all." God! He would never understand a woman! Would she ever want him the way he did? His dark eyes wandered from the book to the girl lying on the bed, without any slightest idea of the intruder. With a sudden overwhelming urge to smell her, Adrian started taking steps toward the bed, until he was too close to the bed.

And I was grateful for the time I needed to move past the anger and the humiliation of having him assert dominance like I was a common, misbehaving pup. I found myself in the library again, on the third day of my anti-Asha crusade, a book comfortable and familiar in my lap. It was a novel I hadn’t read yet, something I wasn’t used to. A crime thriller that had titillated my interest with its bold main character and wild plot twists that had me hooked from the first line. I was three quarters done with the book, quietly paging through the novel in the silence of the library. Not many wolves came by, which was something I had never been more grateful for, leaving me in peace.

June places beside her her earlier and took a sip before turning to the next page of the book she was reading. The book was a psychological thriller and it had hints of mystery in it. Whilst she read, her lips were pressed into a thin line as she had reached a cliffhanger. Hailey normally detested cliffhanger especially when the book was still ongoing however the book in her hand was quite an interesting one so she was willing to read carefully and wait for the next chapter. She put a bookmark in the book and stood io from the rocking chair she was relaxing on, slipping her feet into the pair of lounge slippers she brought and walked out of the lounge. She needed to use the restroom.

Welcome back for my previous readers, and for those who are new to my stories. This book is the fourth book in my Twist of Fate Series: - The Wrong Alpha - A Twist of Fate? Delilah can't wait for her boyfriend to turn seventeen, for him to meet his Alpha wolf and be able to finally sense his fated mate. She's long since been predicted as his fated mate and they make the perfect couple, surely fate couldn't take an unexpected twist and take Delilah on a painful path she didn't expect?

Claire looked down at the journal trembling in her hands. Somewhere inside these pages were the answers she needed. The secrets the Arringtons—and maybe even Ryan—were desperate to keep buried. Secrets she could use. If she was brave enough. If she survived long enough to read them. Swallowing hard, Claire opened the first page— And froze. The first line was enough to shatter everything she thought she knew. "The truth about the Arrington heir must never be revealed..." Claire’s blood ran cold. A branch snapped somewhere behind her—

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