Novel & Cerita Under Suspicion Series

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

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.

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!!!! "Taxi!!" I called out

Maxie looked at Angelina and Chloe’s back and let out a long sigh, “Don’t know why…but I just have a really bad feeling about this upcoming war. With the Rogue King and the mole…Who do you think the mole can be?” “Could be anyone,” Aurora shook her head. “I just kept wondering in my head,” Maxie looked around them and lowered her voice. “Hey, does Steven look suspicious to you? He seemed really jumpy since yesterday.” Aurora bit her lips and said nothing. Angelina told them to forget about their doubts and worked together. But could they really do it? Suspicion was a part of the human nature. Even though they all shook hands on Damien being the leader, who knew what everyone had been thinkin

Mira replied. “It’s about what we’re sensing. The way things don’t add up. The way he appears in places he shouldn’t, or knows things he shouldn’t.” I leaned back slightly, trying to piece it together. The mention of Ryan shifted the entire conversation. What had started as dissatisfaction with someone’s response now felt like it was moving toward something deeper something hidden underneath casual interactions and incomplete answers. But even then, nothing was confirmed. Everything remained in that uncomfortable space between suspicion and understanding, where assumptions grow faster than facts.

“Not metaphorically?” “No. I think she was betrayed. I think she was executed. And whatever power I’m waking up now… it might be what she died for.” Cassian ran a hand through his hair, muttering a curse. “This just got a lot more dangerous.” I looked at them—my bonded mates, both breathing hard, both scared not for themselves… but for me. And in my chest, something ancient stirred. The drowned voice. The broken crown. And a vow I’d never made—but would damn well finish.

“Agreed. We’ll keep our suspicions to ourselves for now, but we need to be vigilant. Trust no one. Not even each other.” As the days passed, the investigation continued, but the team’s morale began to deteriorate. Suspicion hung in the air, thick and suffocating. They all went about their tasks, but their eyes were always scanning, watching, waiting for a sign. Every small action, every shift in behavior, was scrutinized. Isabella couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off, but she couldn’t pinpoint it. She couldn’t explain it, but the uncertainty was gnawing at her. Then, one evening, as Isabella sat alone in her room, lost in her thoughts, there was a knock at the door. She didn’t h