Under Suspicion Series Novels & Stories

He winked suggestively. "Pervert." I teased. "Not if I'm your future husband, Sweetheart." He flirted. "You two are creeping me out." Complained Milan for the upteenth time since we started our trip. "Son, one day you'll be doing what we're doing." Sighed Pierce. "I hope not." He disagreed scrunching his eyebrows in disgust. With a roll of my eyes, I turned to one of the stores and that's where I saw the most beautiful hoodie ever. It was a three coloured hoodie.

David gives me a flabbergasted look, “Mason, think, please think! You know criminals and psychopaths are the ones with the cleanest record.” I covered my ears with my hands, “I don’t want to!” Tears were brimming to my eyes, “I don’t want to think, I’m not going to think!” “You know the truth,” Mikko looks at me with interest, chuckling, “You don’t want to accept it.” “You’re overthinking it, Mikko. You, yourself are suspicious. Why is Leo the only one you both are suspicious of?” I couldn’t help but ask, my shoulders stiff.

“How can I not worry? To think that Luke’s father is included to the list of suspect is bad enough and what will happen when he really is the culprit? What will happen to this marriage? Pearl will be heartbroken.” I couldn’t stand straight and think right, and what is his motive anyway? He doesn’t have a criminal record and he’s a boring person who follows his wife wherever she goes. I read the paper again and again and saw that he’s a suspect because when incident happen he’s there and he has this aura of being conscious when things go bad. “Really? This is all based on your feelings and not backed up with evidence?” “I’ve never been wrong, and I will prove it to you. But for now just obser

With that realisation, suspicion ate at him, and he couldn't ignore the strangeness of the situation. "What were you doing? You don't look like a doctor," He asked, his tone skeptical. He couldn't ignore the strangeness of the situation. The man hesitated, his expression unreadable. "I was just checking on her," he replied, his voice composed but lacking conviction. Liam exchanged a wary glance with Karen, his senses on high alert. The atmosphere in the room was filled with uncertainty, and Liam couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this encounter than met the eye. He was suspicious of the man. He couldn't help but suspect that the man might have been trying to harm his mom.

It was all just a little too convenient. Cal finally turned, and our eyes met, exchanging a wary glance. I could see the skepticism swimming in his dark orbs, mirroring my own doubts. But then, in a surprising turn of events, a spark of hope flickered in his gaze. It was faint, almost crazy, but we both felt it - the possibility of rebuilding our coven, stronger than ever before.

I shot back, my voice laced with suspicion. He shook his head dismissively a smirk playing on his lips. "I believe the suspects lie among the women who approach me, but Grace? Never," he asserted. "But let me check the employee databases. Perhaps someone with mechanical skills stands out." As Lucas began his investigation, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. My life hung in the balance, and with an arrogant playboy like Lucas by my side and the unknown threat lurking in the shadows, every moment seemed fraught with danger.

There was a brief pause, as Mateo held his breath, waiting for Susan's response since he could tell Susan was the one talking; she refused to admit it on hearing his voice. "I... I had no idea, sir. I swear, I have no involvement in sending any pictures," Susan replied, her voice filled with surprise. "I'm as shocked as you are, sir." With a growing sense of suspicion, Mateo couldn't shake off the feeling that Susan was masking her true involvement in the situation. Determined to uncover the truth, he resolved to pay her a visit, dressed and ready to confront her face-to-face. Without hesitation, he hopped into his car and swiftly drove to Susan's parents' house.

“The… pack doesn’t know that we’ve been curse, exactly. If your hand stays like that for long, they’re going to get suspicious…” He growled. “What are you getting at?” “How much longer will it be before he returns?” I paused. “Can we afford that suspicion?” He growled but said nothing more. I looked out the window. My thoughts drifted back to Lucy and what to do about Tony. “You’ve been silent this whole time,” he said, his voice filled with suspicion. “And I can’t access your mind…” My stomach flipped. Shit. He’d noticed. Cold sweat trickled down my back as I swallowed and leaned against the cool window.

... The chase looped back to square one. Robert was furious. "Hanna Carpenter, what's your endgame? You're high on killing? Your sister is in this mess because of you!" I stared into the camera, feeling his glare. "Trying to rile me up, Robert? Don't care about these people inside?" He fired back, "I'm begging you to stop!" That was funny. With things going so far, there was no turning back. Viewers soon pinpointed three suspects: Jeremy, a fifty-year-old man, and a forty-something woman.

Controlled, watching, waiting. Xanden Moon. Two apex predators. Both unclaimed. Both staring straight at me like I’d already been marked. My hands shook. This wasn’t fate. This was a nightmare. Cassian’s POV There were hundreds of bodies in the room—laughing, drinking, posturing like any of them mattered. And then she walked in. And the rest of the world stopped breathing. At first, I didn’t know what hit me. Just… a scent. Barely there. Sweet. Wild. Something ancient in my blood sat up and growled. My chest tightened. My instincts sharpened like a blade between my ribs. And then I saw her.