Under Suspicion Series Novels & Stories

That they hooked up, and she thought it meant more than it did. It wasn’t the first situation like that among guys I know. Look at Jane and how she’s about Darius, and he wasn’t even her first. So yeah, it was easier to write it off. To believe Brant that Cassidy was just another clinger. Even if, at my core, I couldn’t fully buy it. Nothing about Cassidy Summers ever made me think she’s a clinger. If anything, she always seemed the indifferent type. The one to dump a guy leaving him broken.

I could ask, but I have a feeling he won’t give me a straight answer. I sighed, stripped out of his tee, jumped in a quick shower and got ready for bed. I climbed in, staring at the ceiling. I glance over at the space next to me. It is strange to see it empty since Kyson is usually there. I want to know what his issue is! I am confused with the entire thing. Maybe my ex showing up has something to do with it, perhaps he doesn’t want the drama, and I wouldn’t blame him. I need to get out of my head. I occupy my brain with ideas for my book, something I plan on working on tomorrow. It is a good distraction. I am disturbed by my phone beeping. I pick it up to check it and see a text from Kyson.

‘Obviously’ Kieran thought. “She had her life sucked from her by a thing in all black. It didn’t have a shape, so I think it could be anything. The energy there isn’t like one I’ve sensed before. This isn’t like yours or Clara’s or Stephanie’s. It’s something much more dark and sinister”. “If you come across that energy again, would you know it?” he asked. “Yes” she said standing straight. “Turns out you’ll be useful in this after all” he said standing straight.

she said coldly and bothered. "Yes Miss Grey" she replied. I walked out and the other's were looking disappointed when they heard the news. I walked slowly behind them and rode the elevator together. I can't believe I'm just going be a damn PA to that woman. By the looks and attitude of her, I could tell she's rude, moody and cocky. Well at least I'll be busy working no time to think and cried about Alex or reminder of that night with that stranger. I think I'm going to be sick just by remembering sleeping with a stranger. What if he has STDs or anything? Yuck!!!!

So, using the identity, Derek Morgan has been dating Susan to get a position in the Fernandez family. " What did you just say?" Susan roars, unable to keep herself calm. " Are you a fraud?" " No. I... I don't -" His eyes go to Laura and then Susan. Laura scoffs, walking towards Sabrina. " I didn't know Anderson's family and Fernandez's family are full of dramas." " Are we returning to the hotel?" Sabrina asks,

“Director Mile. It’s him. He is the first to figure out about the news and his reactions. It says it all. I am sure he knows something about it. Or what do you think? Do you suspect anyone else?” Ailee shook her head. “No. No one seems suspicious. Director Mile is our suspect now.” She supported him. Anna slowly shook her head till it became obvious and they looked at her, asking, “what’s it?” “Is there anyone else you suspect?” Anna nodded. “Yes. It can’t be director Miles. His reactions are genuine. He is acting up because of the situation.” She pointed out. “If not him, then who?” “Director Bryant!” “Hun!” Ailee and Bastian exclaimed. “How can it be him?”

“Okay.” “But tell me,” he said, his voice calm but firm, “do you have someone in mind? Anyone you suspect?” I pressed my lips into a thin line, my mind racing. Slowly, I shook my head. “I really don’t know. But… there is someone I kind of suspect. I just—” I hesitated, chewing on my lip. “I can’t give my word on it.” “Sure,” Maddox nodded, understanding written across his face. “It’s just suspicion. Nobody’s going to be arrested. We’ll just look closer, that’s all. So… who’s the one in mind?”

There had been an odd tension between them, and now he could not shake the thought: was she really involved in the murders, just like the police suspected? Axel studied his brother’s face, catching the shift in his expression. "Have you met him before?" he asked, suspicion creeping into his tone. Alaric’s reply was immediate. "No, I haven’t." Axel was not convinced. "But—" Before he could press further, their father cut in, turning back to Axel. "Why exactly do you suspect Anderson?" Axel leaned back, his smirk fading slightly. "Because he’s not a hunter," he said simply.

James began to frequent the store more frequently, his eyes following her every move. A cloud of suspicion began to cast its shadow over the James household. Mrs. James, a perceptive woman, couldn't help but notice her husband's unusual behavior. But her suspicions took a different direction. She believed that his presence at the shop signaled a change in his job status, a loss of employment he was too ashamed to admit.

“I’m managing risk.” Maeve held my gaze a long moment. Then she asked, “Does she suspect?” It was a simple question that carried a hundred consequences. I didn’t answer too fast. Speed looked like lying. “No,” I said. “Not directly. She thinks we’re human security with a lot of secrets.” Pike scoffed. “Humans always suspect.” “Then it’s our job to be smarter than their suspicion,” I replied. Whitlock leaned back, eyes hard. “You’re proud of this?”