Under Suspicion Series の小説・ストーリー

“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

He didn't want to believe that, the whole month he was sensing something came out to be true. Since last month, she was acting unusual as if she was anxious, she used to do so much work in her tab and even started going out a lot, alone. In the beginning he thought that it was a work load but then he got to know from Ryker that she wasn't even attending the base meetings which shocked him and he started to pay more attention than usual to her. In the morning, when he was leaving she looked like she was waiting for him to go.

"I still remember how carefully you held that little fox in your hands. Your eyes were sparkling. You were so beautiful. You didn't realize I liked you back then. You didn't pick up on any of my hints." "I was going crazy, but I didn't dare tell you directly. I just comforted myself, thinking it would work out in time." As he spoke, a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. I studied him carefully. When he spoke, his eyes sparkled with affection, almost overflowing with love. But why was this happening? I didn't understand. How could he love me and still betray me? Just then, a strange scent wafted toward me—women's perfume with a hint of rosemary. It was the same scent I'd smelled on Nora b

This cycle always left the Banks family above suspicion. - "Karma is a bitch" Spencer quoted. - "You're assuming this is all a game. But what if it's not?" Susan pondered, looking down at her coffee cup absently as she thought. - "What do you mean?" - "What if Blair is really living this passion?" she said, and then looked up at her partner. - "If she's being honest with him, then she'd be lying to us," Colton interjected.

Because if he was looking at her now, if he was piecing together the pattern I’d ignored—her vanishing acts, her nervous laughter, the way she always seemed to know more than she should—then soon the truth would be undeniable. And it wasn’t just Jennifer’s sins that would come to light. I closed my eyes, heat prickling behind them. Lena, who had been my friend, my safe harbor in those overwhelming first weeks, couldn’t be the enemy. She couldn’t. But suspicion doesn’t care about friendship. Suspicion is a poison that spreads, seeping into every memory, rewriting every kindness into manipulation. I rubbed at my chest as if I could scrub out the dread building there. Maybe Marco’s doubts would

BLURB “Why are you everywhere? Why do you appear all around me?” I asked in an almost inaudible voice filled with frustration and weakness “Do I still have to answer that?” He smirked. “Fine, it's simple. You're mine, and I don't plan on letting you go or even sharing you." *** Elena Carter felt heartbroken after finding out her best friend and ex-fiance were having an affair. They called her a liability as she had been with their support after her graduation and her failed attempts to secure a job for over a year. In desperation to avoid the pain that pierced through her heart like a saber, she went to a club where she had a one night stand with someone who turn

or "nice" Anything at all except from "next" Thanks. And one more thing.... who else is suspecting this Tammie of a girl??😂

Head swinging to her, he argued, with controlled anger, “It is definitely not fine. And this - you not being here - it won’t do. Carter’s and Upshaw’s deaths happened when you had no access to them. Imagine what would happen to the rest of them once you relinquish access entirely.” From his peripheral vision, he sighted Sophisticated staring into space, murmuring to himself like he was delivering a prophecy, “We’re all going to die. If the mystery killer doesn’t finish us off, the lycans and wolves would. If not them, then maybe the vampires. We’re going to die.” Holding Greg’s gaze, Sush insisted, “It’s not a dismissal. It’s a suspension. We’ll wait it out.”

“I know, right? But it's just a suspect. We're not sure of it yet. We can't say anything until we're sure and there is evidence. For now, we'll stick to it being a suspicion.” “Who is it?” She asked, hoping a miracle could happen. “Spencer Bennett!” **** A/N Creation is hard. If you're enjoying this book, please leave a review. Also, updates will be daily from hence. Love, Suxi!

“The kind that connects dots. The kind that makes people ask uncomfortable questions about coincidences and paternities and suspicious deaths.” The line went dead. I stared at the phone in my trembling hand. He didn’t have proof. Didn’t have evidence. But he had suspicions. And suspicions could be just as dangerous as facts if they fell into the wrong hands. I stood up quickly, then sat back down as dizziness hit me. The pregnancy was making everything harder. My body was betraying me just when I needed to be strongest. A soft knock came at my door. “Kelsey?” Dominic’s voice called from the hallway. “Are you alright? I heard you talking.”