Suspense/Thriller Novels

STUCK BETWEEN THE BRICKS BROTHERS Katherine Stephanie meyers a young, beautiful, lively and hardworking young Lady who takes life as it comes determined to pull through. Orphaned at the teenage age of 17, she takes on different jobs to feed herself and put herself through school after which she finally graduates. She loses the only surviving job because of a circumstance but fortunately is hired as a maid in the Brick's Mansion; the richest and most powerful family in America. She comes in contact with the bricks brothers Carlos and Damien and finds herself falling for Damien,a cold, handsome,rude, arrogant flirt and womaniser who doesn't even spare her a glance. Carlos confesses his love for her and she becomes torn between accepting carlos or waiting and hoping for Damien's love. Will her wish come true?? Who will be her choice as this will almost cause a drift between the brothers Will Damien reciprocate her feelings??? Aside this, there are secrets to be revealed. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 STUCK BETWEEN THE BRICKS BROTHERS 　　Katherine sniffed kicking,away an imaginary stone on the way though there was no stone as she trekked to the bus station to get a bus home. 　　The atmosphere was cool while people rushed to and fro to their respective destinations since it was getting dark already. 　　She had just lost her job;her sixth job actually and she felt sad because she loved that particular one.but sadly, she had never spent up to a year on a particular job as she was always getting fired at the end. 　　And it made her ask if she was cursed not to have a steady job because she was well aware of how attractive and beautiful she was. Flash back 　　Katherine danced nodding her head as she mopped the kitchen floor happily. She suddenly jerked when she felt someone beat her backside. 　　She turned to see her Madam's husband, smiling at her and she frowned. 　　"Please, stop doing that" she said but he only laughed. 　　"You're very cute when you're angry, kate. And what will you do if I don't stop?" He asked tauntingly. 　　"I'm going to report you to your wife" she replied angrily. he smiled moving closer to her. 　　"And you think she'll believe you?" 　　"Please stay away from me and don't come closer, sir" Kate said fearfully, while moving backwards. She turned to run but he grabbed her and slammed the door shut. 　　"You're not escaping me today katherine" 　　"Sir please don't do this" she pleased tearily. 　　She had to escape, there's no way she was going to give in to this man. 　　He advanced closer to grab a hold of her but she was quick, kicking him in the groin. 　　"Arrgh!, you bitch!" Mark cussed groaning in pain. 　　Katherine immediately headed for the door and bolted out but bumped into her madam who had confused expression. 　　"What's wrong?, And why are you sweating like this?" The woman asked. Kate opened her mouth to talk but the door opened and mark walked out still holding his groin area thightly while limping. 　　"Mark honey, what happene

Smirks Evilly He has an evil grin on his face "Keep an eye on yourself, love. This constant teasing will land you in hot water one day "He huskily whispered. "What's the matter?" I inquired in a risky manner. He raised an eyebrow, and before I knew it, his hand was around my neck, his lips crashing against mine. Violet is referred to as the "family disappointment." Until he arrived, he was always regarded as nothing. Greyson is known for being a cold-hearted businessman. Until she arrived, I was always regarded as a careless player. Violet is left with almost no options for housing after her parents kick her out. But what happens when she comes across an open room for rent? Greyson's house? Will their disparate personalities clash or blend into something beautiful? The only way to know is to wait and see. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Chapter "Hey, Mia." My brother, Ian said to me as I opened my locker making me smile lightly. "Blake and I are going to a party tonight. Do you want to come?" Ian asked making me shake my head as I tried to fight my frown. "No, thanks. I have to work." I answered as I closed my locker making him nod lightly oblivious to the tired bags hanging under my eyes. "Okay. Don't wait up after school I'm getting a ride with-" He started until one of his friends called for him making him turn away. "I'll see you at home." I said with a weak smile as he looked down at me again. He quickly nodded before walking away. I let out a sigh as I hitched my book bag on my shoulder. I was always envious of Ian and his social life. At all his friends and how well he was at keeping our secrets. I was never like him. I was always a horrible liar and because of that I pushed all my previous friends away after our parents had died. They could obviously tell something was wrong with me from how depressed I was. How I would always skip school from being too tired from crying the night before. But I knew I couldn't tell anyone about what had happened. We both couldn't. Or else we would end up in foster care separated and alone. I was just waiting for seven more months until I turned eighteen. It was then where I would finally graduate, and we wouldn't have to lie stress about someone finding out about what has really been going on in our lives. The bell rang making me snap from my thoughts. I quickly leaned off my locker to start walking towards my next class when someone ran into me stumbled as my books fell. "Watch where you're going." I groaned annoyed as I bent down to pick up my things. As I stood, I noticed that he was surprised that I spoken to him in such a way as I looked into his deep brown eyes. My brain turned to jelly as his eyes met mine before I quickly ignored the feelings, as he stormed off. He just scoffed as he walked away making me roll my eyes as I stood up. "Jackass." I breathed out as I continued walking to class. "Did you see the new guy?" A girl whispered

Saints Of The Mafia The Garden Of Blood Trilogy: Book Three Arden has just died leaving her family in danger of being over throned. She was the last living founding member. Now her sheltered granddaughter Crimson will see just how cruel and twisted the mafia world is supposed to be. For all she knew were the stories her granny told her. But now she will live her own story, praying that she survives it. ************** Phibionites are no ordinary religious group. They come from the writings of heresy hunter, Epiphanius. Although Christians, they have a different unique way of worshiping Christ. A scandalous worship of which involves a sex ritual. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 The Tale/ ONE Phibionites are no ordinary religious group. They come from the writings of Heresy hunter, Epiphanius. Although Christians, they have a different and a unique way of worshiping Christ. A scandalous worship of which involves a sex ritual. The Tale, There was once a young man who lived in Egypt. One day while he was strolling around the streets of the city, two very attractive Phibionite girls, attempted to seduce him into joining their sect. Rather than accepting their trade, he objected, rejecting them. Refusing to join them. However, he began to read and familiarize himself with their writings. Intrigued with their traditions and way of living. Until he eventually started his own religion. The Phibionite gatherings or 'feast' begins with the males shaking hands with the women. While cautiously tickling the underneath of their palms. An erotic gesture at its best. For it was common knowledge that certain nerves were connected back to the female organs. For example a female's breast and the female sexual organ. Both are connected in some way. A hot spot of the sort. After dinner married couples have intercourse for the first time. The woman never being touched by another man in her life. Before climax, the male must pull out so that his partner can ingest his seed. Both saying, "This is the body of Christ." The Phibionites believed that this world is separated from the divine realm by 365 heavens. A heaven for each day in a year. To reach the highest world, a Phibionite redeemed must go through all 365 heavens - twice. Each heaven is guarded by an Archon. To be granted safe passage, they must call out the secret name of one of the Archons, while doing the sex act. The sex act would have to be done 750 times in the same manner, before they can enter. *** This religion exists even today and is being practiced. The Sokolov family are the few who still worship their god in this manner. It is more of a tradition for their family. Along with this ritual they possess a few more to go along with it. **** Chapter: One The Afterlife ****** She coughed a little, still managing to firmly grip my hand. Tears freely flowed down my face like a river flows down a rocky mountain. I have never seen her so helpless before. My heart painfully ached inside my chest at th

Disappearance Hiari Silverstone and her batchmates had their camping in the forest when she suddenly heard a noise from somewhere. It was midnight and her batchmates were already sleeping, however her eyes were still widely open. Due to her curiosity, she came out from her tent and find the noise. She discovered a couple who were making love in the midst of the night, was about to found out who it were when her friend suddenly appeared. The couple she have saw disappeared immediately. Perhaps they heard their noise. Sun shone brightly when their entire batch alarmed because of the two people who went missing, probably quitted the camping. When Hiari and her friends decided to wander in the forest, one of them felt a hand of his toe that made them panicked while running towards their camp. Whom hand it was? Would they try to discover it by their own? *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Tuesday of August when we had our camping in the forest. This wasn't the usual camping that most of the students had experienced, this will teach us on how to survive without the presence of technology. Which is I think a difficult to do since we are all dependent into a hightech objects around us. However, this was a great idea as well because young teenagers like me and like us would be knowledgeable when it comes to survival. I have spent my time on staring at the ceiling of my tent, I wanted to sleep already because I might feel sleepy tomorrow. We will be having some early errands that I somewhat hated. I do not know how many times I scratched my eyes and plucked it just to make myself sleep. I could not use my phone as well because this place has no signals to utilize. Minutes have passed, and I found myself still starring at the ceiling that I have been doing since 2 hours ago. I bit my lower lip because it was quarter to 12 AM already. "Ahh. " A sudden noise appeared that made my heart beats so fast or triple compared to a usual heartbeat of a person. Who the hell won't panic like this if it was in the midst of the night and you suddenly heard a noise in the middle of the forest. I can feel the curiousness lingering through my entire body, I am hesitating to find where it was or just focus with myself who was having a difficult time to sleep. However, I found myself standing at my tent. Since I could not sleep, might as well discover what I wanted to. And I can not sleep as well if I have this curiousity within me— that will make myself even harder to feel asleep. I opened the zipper of my tent. Oh— I almost forgot to mention that the tent is somewhat big for all of the students here. You can even stand and I do not know what is the purpose of this when each everyone of us have our own and does not want to share with anybody. After I opened my tent the darkness slapped my face, I can not see anything except the lights that our batch provided so it could not be too dark. And the fact that some of us are terrified on a complete darkness of surroundin

Royals King Robert Barker had two female children, Myra and Ciaran. He had no male child but he cared less. He already had two girls who he groomed on becoming a queen when he dies. Myra had been the eldest so she took up the responsibility of becoming a queen while Ciaran cared less about royalty. She hated to be called a princess , she needed love but she grew up with the thought that his parents never loved her. She believed they only cared about her sister Myra. She grew up outside the palace and out of her parent's eyes. She became troublesome and lived a tomboyish life causing trouble everywhere while her sister Myra learned more on the etiquettes on becoming a queen in latter days. Nevertheless, Ciaran loved a prince. Prince Rio. A handsome prince but unfortunately the prince did not reciprocate her love for him , rather he had an eye on another princess, Tiana who also could not stand him for a bit. Prince Rio had a younger brother, Tyler. Tyler had a thing for Ciaran , yet Cia took him as a best friend cos of the way he narrated he was treated the same at home. They became close friends but unfortunately for Ty, Ciaran loved only one , her prince Rio. Too bad, Myra got missing and her parents got really worried. They looked for her for years and still she was yet to be found, king Robert had no choice than to call Ciaran home. He had a thought of sending Cia to the Royals. A school only meant for crown princes and queens. Will Ciaran agree to his father's proposal after what they did to her?, what if she founds out her most treasured was going to the same school??? Read the mind blowing story full of romance ... To be out!!!! *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 The run 　　Cia. 　　I could hear the police sirene piercing through the quiet night . I looked at the idiot in front of me as I used my right leg to kick him right on his groin, he writhered in pain and I smiled satisfactorily. 　　I started walking away at a very high speed as I knew the police were around the corner. I could not walk again, so I took to my heels jumping and pushing any being I come across with. 　　I looks at the back and they were driving towards me, gosh , they are already behind , just when I thought of taking the other route , I bumped into someone and fell straight down on the floor. 　　I winced in pain and groaned loudly. The fool stood looking at me as if I was sort of fleeking him out. 　　"Shit". I shouts turning to face him while I was still on the floor. He took out his right hand staring right on my face. I bit my lips angrily as I fling his hand away. 　　"I'm sorry". He apologized while I found it really hard to get up. 　　"Well, your sorry ass would have gotten you in trouble if these vultures had not caught me today". I shouts turning to the policemen as they handcuffed me and took me away to their patrol car. 　　Few minutes later. 　　I was sitting in front of a police officer who seemed lost in whatever papers he was handling. I was impatiently

The Forced Bride "I will take her." The robotic greasy man in his thirties said. "Over my dead body." I promised under my breath. Ophelia is under the protection of her mother against her father's plan to get his daughter married to his friend for trading advantages but her mother's mission is to save her only daughter against the frightening life. -more details inside. -all rights reserved. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 S C A R R E D 　　"No, forget about it," I said to my husband with hands crossed against my busty breasts and a kitchen apron tight around my waist. The feeling that something bad was about to happen consumed me entirely. The kitchen was a mess and my husband came back home to tell me the news. For a strict mother, I completely refused to reveal my daughter to a forced marriage. 　　"What do you mean no? think about the money we can gain from her," he stepped closer to me and placed his two rough hands on my shoulder. "Think of the rich bastard and how he will give us the chance to expand the way we live in a much more happier mansion." 　　"I don't care about the money, our daughter is only fourteen years old!" I yelled and his eyes glared at me intensely, he could glare all he wants but I, Cleo Enders, would never put my daughter in a forced marriage at a young age. 　　The man in front of me was not my husband; the greed of green stacks of cash made his eyes blind to the fact that he was willing to send our daughter to an arousing aversion of a man who was too old for her. My husband always wanted a better version of our small cozy villa that we currently lived in but could never get it due to not being able to pay the bills in the right timings. 　　The kitchen was dirty; plates among plates, the flooring was a sickly grey colored and we had water drain issues all the time. We hadn't had the best life but as a mother, I couldn't bear the thought of selling my daughter to an older man. 　　"Cleo, baby, I am sick of living like this," he gestured his hands around the kitchen, "we have to better our living lifestyle and the only way-" 　　"Say these words and I'll leave with our daughter." My green eyes lasered into the eyes of the cold blue that belonged to my husband, daring him but when his shoulders sagged, claiming that no such thing would happen made me happy, he wasn't that addicted to money like she thought he would. 　　Ophelia came back from school with her favorite red skirt and black converse along a white shirt. She was my daughter; she had eyes like mine; forest green. She had my high cheekbones and my long brown hair that was braided to her waist. She was the daughter that I spent my whole time raising and taking care of. She was my little baby and I would be willing to risk my life for her. 　　The thought that I could no longer bring babies after she made me suffer into a whirl land of severe depression when the doctor's words echoe...

The Hive A terrorist organisation called the Hive sets in motion a chain of attacks that might bring the United States security to it's knees. The most efficient anti-terrorist team operating under the rader and manned by a Legend, Jack Larson himself with his team of four are about to face their greatest threat after 9 11. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 CHAPTER ONE . . 7:00 AM; Tuesday Beijing China An American in a bar in far away China, treating himself to vodka with iced tea isn’t really an unusual sight, neither is the awkward smile that adorned his face. What’s weird is that this middle aged man is about to purposely commit a crime just so he could be thrown into jail. John Baxter, isn’t a bit freaked about the action he was about to take. His orders were clear, ‘get in, take him out, and get out’. Life for John was really simple, evil is to be stamped out, in its entirety. Life to him was black and white, you are either a friend or a foe, no middle ground, no sitting on the fence and if he happens to perceive you as a foe, may the lord save your soul. That’s probably what made him the best at the game, he’s been with the foundation since the beginning of time and you still can’t outdo him. Grin grin! He peeped at the caller and it was as expected, it was his handler ‘So what now’ he buzzed into the phone, with a dull baritone voice indicating he knew very well who the caller was. ‘Well, it’s close to you and its now’ a lady voice crept from the phone speakers. ‘Okay then, text me the address and some pictures’ ..... The police have just pulled in a drunk driver in Changping district, Beijing, China. John was pretty sure a crime in this area was going to land him in the Qincheng maximum prisons. ‘That’s one step closer to my target’ he said, his voice coming out almost as a chuckle, and it was obvious he enjoyed his job. Qincheng prison is what you describe as a tooth's nail. Entry was very easy, but exit, nearly impossible. The original jail houses where prisoners are include four three-story brick buildings with sloped roof. The area in front of each building is fenced with brick wall for prisoners to exercise, forming its own independent yard. Each exercise yard is divided into two sections evenly by a wall in the middle, on top of which guard patrolled constantly and would watch both sections. Each building is equipped with electrical devices to ensure no climbing of any type of fence. Each floor of the building is divided into many halls, on one side of the hall, there is a wall, opposite to the wall is where the cells are located, each individually locked with a padlock. There are at least 10 cells in each hall. The area of each cell is around 20 square meters. The wooden door of each cell is sandwiched between two iron plates, and there are two peepholes: one at the lev...

Her Hatred And Obsession “An obsession is a way for the damaged people to damage themselves more.” Martha Ann, a qualified and beautiful nurse who was recently transferred to her new job at the rehab center didn’t know that she would fall in love with a guard named “Jacob” on the very first day of her stay. She started fantasizing herself and him together and always tried to stay close to him and keep an eye on his every moment, Jacob was unaware of her love that soon turned into her obsession. Things turned bad when she found out that Jacob had fallen in love with the another nurse in the Rehab named “Emma” but what makes her felt more angry that the person who had taken her love away was also the biggest rival of her in the center. Her hatred for her and obsession for Jacob made her do the things that no one could imagine she would be capable of.. Will Jacob be able to protect Emma and himself from her obsession or would it be too late for him to realize Martha’s real intentions? *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Chapter 　　CHAPTER 1 　　PROLOGUE: 　　The door of the room opened and a man entered with a serious face, his gaze was sharp and hateful while staring at the petite woman sitting on the chair in a prison uniform handcuffed, her head was wrapped in a gauze. 　　She was smiling gladly, but the man’s poker face was still. “So, I am here.” The man said while standing near the door. 　　“Come and sit near to me,” The woman said. 　　The man walked to the chair and sat, “Do you still have no regrets?” He asked. 　　“There is only one regret I had left behind and I will kill him too soon..” She said, laughing crazily. 　　“If you dare touch him, I will kill you with my own hands.” The man hit his both hands on the table angrily and said through gritted teeth. 　　“It would feel so good to be killed by the one you loves the most.” The woman said to him and the man frowned completely displeased by her attitude. “You’re crazy.” 　　He then stood up and left the room. 　　“I will kill that brat like I had killed her.. hahahaha..” Behind him, the woman’s evil laugh was echoing making the man realized what a big trouble he had taken after joining his new job…. 　　… 　　Sitting in the corridor, a woman was lost in her thoughts. The flashes of her and her best friend, Mary Rose came into her mind. The time they both spent together. The first time when Emma came to the Mid City hospital as a nurse, and how she was so quite and different from everyone. 　　She was raised by her God fearing grandmother. She was taught not to make waves. If someone did her wrong she would turned her cheek just like the bible had taught her to do. 　　She didn’t use any makeup to make herself beautiful and neither she had a telephone to make contacts with another nurses. She was all occupied by herself until one day a nurse bullied her and pushed her down a flight of stairs and Mary was the only one who helped her. Mary was the head of the evening emergency room. 　　She even asked Emma to fi

I Am Dead The death of beloved high school junior Sarah Benadine in 1955 has left the town of Clearwater, Wisconsin in shock. Everyone in town seems to have their own theories on what happened to the girl. However, when Shannon, Sarah's eleven-year-old neighbor, is attacked by an unseen beast in the middle of the night, it becomes clear that things are not as they appear. Shannon is invited to attend the prestigious school on the outskirts of town and is thrown into a whole new world she is only just beginning to comprehend. As more bad things begin to happen in Clearwater, everyone wants to know what really happened to Sarah Benadine. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Prologue begins Strangely enough, as far as I have ever come to know, our story begins with a page from a children's book. The page, glossy and vibrantly illustrated, was new, only months old and had, until just moments before our tale begins, been By the start of this story, however, the page had been torn free from the book it belonged to and had been left to drift about by itself in the early evening breeze. At the precise moment I shall commence my narration, the page had come to rest, weighted down by dew and caught in the grass near six-year-old Angela Carson's backyard. It may have lasted until morning there-may have even moved on, perhaps to be lost forever-had Angela's parents not been gone that late August night when this all began, leaving her older brother, Joshua, in charge of looking after her. It was only because Joshua saw no problem with letting his younger sister play in the backyard while he was inside with his girlfriend that Angela was outside at all that night. As it is, while the young girl was attempting to catch fireflies in the setting sun, she was led straight to the book page, and it began. Living just across the street from the library, Angela Carson was already an avid reader. Joshua maintained she'd grow out of it, but every week she would cross the street with her mother or father and bring home a new stack of books to read. She recognized the book page immediately, having read the book it was a part of just last week. Angela picked the page up reverently, scared of tearing it. She couldn't fathom how it had ended up here, in her yard, but she knew she had to get it back to the library, where it belonged. It didn't matter that it was torn; the librarians could make it good as new. She never thought of asking her brother to go with her, or even if she could go at all. Her brother, she knew, hadn't set foot in the library in at least two years. The Clearwater Public Library was closed for the night already, but Angela knew that sometimes one or two of the librarians, or Sarah Benadine, the high school worker, stayed late to clean up and get things back where they belonged. The doors were locked when Angela got to them, and the interior was dark, the only illumination coming from the outside floodlights and the rapidly setting sun. Getting as cl

The Eerie Tattoo I'm Taylor Yu, the 15th generation successor of the Yin Yang tattoo. And maybe the only successor. Yin Yang tattoo was a peculiar method of tattooing - using dead people's blood as ink. It can change people's fate, exorcise evil spirits, and bring countless fortunes. However, on the first day I learned Yin Yang tattoo, my master warned me that if one did too many Yin Yang tattoos, he would die horribly. I didn't believe it until my master died in front of me. Before he died, he kept telling me I should never use the Yin Yang tattoo to make money, or I might end up like him one day. These years, I had never done Yin Yang tattoos. But recently, I was caught in big trouble and had to consider making money with the Yin Yang tattoo... *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 THE FOLLOWING CONTENTS CONTAIN VIOLENCE THAT MAY BE DISTURBING TO VIEWERS. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. I make a living from tattoos but I'm no ordinary tattoo master. I'm Taylor Yu, the 15th generation successor, and maybe the only one, of the Yin Yang tattoo. Yin Yang tattoo was a peculiar method of tattooing - using dead people's blood as ink. It can change people's fate, exorcise evil spirits, and bring countless fortunes. However, the first day I learned Yin Yang tattoo, my master warned me that if one did too many Yin Yang tattoos, one would perish horribly. I didn't believe it until the day my master died. That day, he was completely paralyzed. Gashes kept appearing on his skin and blood streamed out everywhere, as if someone invisible was cutting him with a knife. This went on for seven days straight until his last breath. “Never lay your hands on the tattoo, Taylor, never..." He moaned on and on, warning me on his deathbed, dreading I might end up like him one day. These years, I had never done Yin Yang tattoos. But recently, I was caught in big trouble and had to consider making money with it. A few days ago, my mother was diagnosed with serious kidney failure. The doctor said that there was a kidney that matched with my mother's blood type. The transplantation could be immediately executed, but the operation would cost 800,000 yuan. I asked the doctor how long he could keep that kidney for my mother, as I did not have enough money at the time. The doctor said 40 days at most. If I couldn't get enough money, the kidney would go to other patients. This afternoon, I was in my tattoo studio thinking about how to make enough medical fees when a hot chick entered my store. It was Sansa, a sex worker in the "Massage Center" along the alley where my tattoo studio was. She wore a low collared T-shirt with a hip-hugging white skirt that revealed the curve of her well-rounded buttocks. Her sexy legs were wrapped in close-fitting stockings. She leaned on the door frame and said, "Taylor, I've got into some trouble. I need your help." I looked up and smiled. "Seriously? You are the best in your shop. Why don't you ask your boss Johnny for help? You're his cash c

Destined To Love novel read online Destined To Love (When love comes knocking) . . Solely Written by Faith Nda . . Prologue . Meet the red haired,super rich Kimberly Russell. A pure introvert. She doesn't have many friends,of course,noone wants to befriend a snub and a wonk like her. Did I forget to mention the fact that she's really pretty?? She totally is!! But no guy dares come near her cause she keeps pushing them away. But then... Robert Norman,a newbie in the school comes into the picture. He's determined to be friends with her. He's damn handsome,girls keeps flocking around him but he's determined to be with only one girl, Kimberly Russell. Will she give Robert a chance?? Will she allow love to flow to her?? Can he really melt her heart?? What happens when Amber, Kimberly's arch enemy is determined to humiliate Kimberly and have Robert at all cost!! Find out in this intriguing story filled with love,romance, friendship, hatred and tears. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 When Love comes knocking Destined To Love When love comes knocking . . Solely written by Faith Nda . . Episode 1 . . Kimberly Russell. It's a new day and well... School begins today. I'm in my final year in high school,not like there's anything special about it anyway. It's just like the past years. Not many friends,still the boring girl that I am and still Betsy's bestie. Betsy is the only friend I've got. We met at sophomore's year. And gosh!! She's so talkative. She actually never let me be,how she took a liking to me still baffles me and somehow we became besties. We're so opposite,I'm a pure introvert and she's a pure extrovert. I love her anyways. I got up from the bed to prepare for school. After spending what seems like ages in the bathroom,I came out with a white towel wrapped around my chest and one around my head like a turban. I applied some lotion on my body and then stood in front of my large wardrobe searching for what to wear. I settled for a denim blue jacket over a jean trouser. I looked at my hair, naturally red in colour. I wonder if I should dye it or not. Most times,I dye the base with either gold,white or black. I decided I wasn't gonna dye it today,I grabbed a beanie and wore it over my head. I took a last glance at the mirror and then walked out of the room. I headed to the dining room to meet mum and dad. Yeah,I'm an only child and I guess being the only child and having noone to talk to added to me being an introvert. "Good morning mum and dad" I said settling on a chair beside mum. "Morning princess,how was your night?" Dad asked spreading a large quantity of jam over his slice of bread. "Fine daddy" "I guess you're really excited to be in your final year,my baby will soon be going to college!!" Mum said smiling and I just rolled my eyes. I quickly had breakfast and my driver drove me to school. Sian High School; it's actually owned by a Chinese who came to settle in America. I walked through the hallway clutching my backpack tightl

A Real Death Game 　　After being refused by my dream lover, I began to indulge myself in games. I have been searching for free games, but none of the games claimed to be "free" were truly free. Surprisingly, I found one. But I soon regretted it. Yes, It's a game that required no money, but using one's life to play! In this “Death Game”, I couldn't control myself falling into the game world. I have to accept dangerous missions. After I narrowly escaped from a haunted flat, I thought my life would return to normal. But the game showed I only had ten days to live! So I needed to complete more tasks to extend my life! Gradually, I found out a big secret of this game. "Did you mean if I keep winning the rewards and become the agent of Death, I could control, at least in part, the power of Death?" *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Medicine can’t cure pretended sickness; Alcohol can’t buy you peace. Ever since I finally had the courage to express love to a girl who I had been in a long—time crush and failed, I've been hooked on all sorts of mobile games. I'm crazy about playing mobile games. Whether it is in class, in the bedroom, in the dining hall, walking or eating, I play games all the time. Even my roommates thought that I had lost my mind in games. Actually, they didn't know that I was just escaping, and I didn't want to face the setbacks of my feelings. Only when I was absorbed in the games, can I forget about the sad feelings. However, sometimes I was frightened for imaginary fears. What if there was no phone in the world? Can a man like me still live? However, when I raised my head and found that the university students around me were the same, playing their phones, I was relieved. After playing so many kinds of games, I also found some patterns. None of the games that claimed to be "free" were truly free. When you realized that the paying players were faster than you, had higher levels and better equipment than you, killing you like killing a lamb, can you still enjoy it? Is there a literal "free game" in this world? However, I really found a completely free game. But I really regret playing it because it's a game that requires life to play. On Friday night, I was alone in the flat. After all, it was a weekend. The roommates who had girlfriends all went dating. The rest went to the Internet cafes all night, and only I stayed in the room. Due to the sudden termination of my favorite mobile game, I was checking the game mall hoping to find a new game to replace it. "Do you want to experience the real forever free game? Do you want to live a thrilling life? Do you want to use your life to play the game? Join the Death Game! You will experience the scary test. Become the Death or become a dead person. Your attitude Is the attitude of Death. " I secretly sneered. Again, the gimmick of "free games". I don’t believe this bullshit. But wait... Death game? It sounds quite interesting! Is this a horror game? I'm a little curious. Anyway, when i

The Mystery In Estelas Left Hand Living in the world of mystery and phenomenon is not easy for a young Estela. She was exposed to her parents frequent quarrels until they separated. Despite her parents neglect, she was cared for and loved, shaped by the good manners of her faithful and caring guardians. She grew up full of humility. But one day, she was shocked by a strange event that shook her whole life. Her hand became her strong enemy! What is the mystery surrounding Estela’s left hand that caused her life to be miserable? “The mystery In Estela’s Left Hand” is a dramatic, action packed, full of suspense story. A novel where readers can discover bizarre incidents that would assume just fictional stories but happen in real life. On the whole, “The Mystery In Estela’s Left Hand” is based on real-life affliction, although the adventure and characters are fabrications only. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Chaos In Their Home LIFE is not so easy for a five-year-old Estela. She always witnessed the dispute between her mom and dad. Even her nannies were there they wouldn't be able to fill the shortcomings of her parents. She grew up with this sad scene that she often witnesses in their home... “Where the hell are you from, Romano? We've been waiting for you all day, wasn't your daughter's birthday yesterday? You always ignore our child, you're too much!” She beats her husband who branching out her every blows. “Ouch! What the heck, Rebecca? It hurts! Romano clenched his fist to retaliate against his wife. “Go ahead! Hit me! So they can see how beastly you are, so they will not respect you!” Romano tried to appease the anger of his wife so he won't be humiliated by the people who heard their arguments. He's an elected town councilor in their province. “I want to rest, Rebecca I'm tired...” But Rebecca follows her husband to their room and continues her castigation. “Why are you exhausted, because of your woman? I know you don't have a session at the town hall yesterday, you're fooling me!” Romano’s voice was low when he answered but his eyes averted from Rebecca, “No sessions, but we have important people to meet. I don't need to explain since you'll not understand.” “Don't make me stupid! I know you have another woman that's why don't always come home. Where do you keep your woman, Romano?” Romano held his head, he could no longer withstand Rebecca's habitual bickering with him, it destroying his political career. “Your madness devours your brain! Get out of the way Rebecca, I'll take my things!” Rebecca's eyes widened as she heard what Romano said. Will her beloved husband leave her? She can't live without Romano, he's her life! “N-No, Romano... I'm not driving you away. Please don't pack your things...” Romano seems to have found a way to get out of that house. “You always insisted that I have another woman. So I don't want to stay in this house anymore, for I’m like living in hell! It's the end of our marriage, Rebecca. Let’s live apa

Hotel Of Horror's Hello there! Fellow Adventurers, ghost-hunters and ghost-busters. I am Asura. So, I am being forced by some mysterious power to write this down. I, Asura was just a common average person before I... “F**k!!” "First it was the damn hotel and now you. Just what do you want from me?." "Can't you leave me alone? I swear to god I won't.." An eerie voice interjected Asura's words. "Hehe" "God!!" "Oh Asura!, have you gone mad from spending time in the darkness locked up in these chains." "I already told you, all I required from you is to write out your experiences from the start and Warn them about the dangers you faced. But it seems you are in no condition to do anything." The mysterious voice replied in a tone of exaggerated disappointment. (false)Note: This is a true story of Asura an ordinary young man who got shoved into the world of ghosts, demons and much more sinister. Read this, if you are interested in ghost hunting or if you are those people who love to revel and enjoy the misery that others went through. you are more than welcome to read. Ps: kadā man Deva. (Never Believe Deva's) *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 My first night in the hotel and it was memorable My name is Asura, and I recently completed my graduate degree. I had many resumes filed online and surprisingly just the next day, I was offered a receptionist position at a hotel. Though working as a receptionist was not the thing I had envisioned in my mind to do. But the lucrative amount of salary is enough of a reason. The work requirements were: The hotel will be opened from 11 pm until 4 am. Work schedule: Monday-Sunday, No leave and the salary is $1,500 every month. If you want to stay employed at the company, you must work for a full year and you cannot leave for any reason. It is unusual to have only these low work hours and this late at night. As finding work these days is not simple. I accepted it and arrived at the address given in the recruitment notice at 10:30 pm. It was just a standard hotel you find at any place. I pushed aside the doors and entered the hotel’s lobby and noticed an old man anxiously looking at the clock. “Hello?” I called out towards him and he swiftly turned his head towards me and excitedly walked towards me. “Yes, you are Asura, right?" We are happy to announce that you have been recruited by our hotel!" When I witnessed the old man's excitement and nervousness he showed when I entered the hotel I found it really interesting at the same time I was a little nervous about what was happening. But, before I could get my bearings, I was taken to the front desk by the middle-aged man while speaking. “In addition to the requirements on the employment notice, there are two requirements during the work period. One is not to speak, and two, you must not leave the front desk." The middle-aged man gestured at the yellow line

Ghost Husband One night, I had a strange dream. When I woke up, I realized that I got a ghost marriage. My ghost husband is not only handsome unparalleled, but also overbearing and cheeky. He forced me to slept with him and entangled in me every day. I would rather die than follow him. I escaped many times and finally angered my ghost husband to divorce me. "What are you doing? We are divorced!" "Divorce? It's okay, dear wife, we can get married again." *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 "Dear wife, let's make love." The man in front of her wore a red wedding robe. He was slender, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His skin was white. Every facial feature on his face was like refined crafts. They were perfect and flawless. In the face of such a handsome man, I still felt scared. Where is this place? Why does it look like a wedding ceremony set in ancient times? "Make love?" What was he talking about? I don't know him at all! I was so scared that I wanted to retreat, but my body seemed to be constrained by an invisible force, and I couldn't move at all. At this moment, the handsome man in the cheongsam curled the corners of his mouth. "Alright, let's not waste time, honey. A moment of a spring night is worth a thousand pounds of gold. Let's not waste it." Cold. So cold. His whole body was as cold as if he was in an igloo. In a daze, she heard the unpleasant words of the handsome man. "Is the Rong family joking with me? How could they have brought me such a little girl?" I didn't have time to think about the meaning of his words, and my lips suddenly felt cold. A chilly feeling suddenly intruded into my lips and teeth. The cold thing was very flexible, it gently scratched the tip of my tongue. Although I was asleep, I couldn't stand the flirtation, so I slightly trembled. It was as if my reaction amused him, and I heard a chuckle in my ear. "You're really sensitive." Suddenly, I felt a chill on my waist. It felt like a hand. I wanted to struggle, but I couldn't move. The hand wandered around me unscrupulously and pulled off my nightdress... I did not know how long it took, but in the end, it still ended. I was out of breath, and I felt a cold kiss on my lips, and a low voice sounded again. "After I'm done with the Rong family, I'll come to deal with you." As soon as he finished speaking, all the coldness on my body disappeared. "Ah!" I screamed and jumped out of bed. The white light was on, which was eye-catching. And all I saw was my dorm. "Chelsea, what's wrong with you?" There was a familiar voice of concern in my ear. I turned my head and saw my roommate Hannah Luo looking at me with a worried face. I was stunned for a few seconds before I came to my senses. It turned out to be a dream... Not only did I dream about marrying such a handsome man, but also doing such explicit things with him? Chelsea, Chelsea, have you gone mad thinking about guys?! I pinched myself hard, raised my head and smiled at Hannah. "...

After The Beep novel read online Saddie Delgado grieves as she shed with tears for the death of her bestfriend, Stellah Carter. She died after the beep while dialling Saddie's phone. Saddie blames herself, if only she saw the call earlier, Stellah wouldn't be six feet under the ground. She swore to punish the murderer as Saddie secretly investigates for Stellah's case. No one knows even her childhood friend, Jacob. Not until a cocky son of the head police investigator, Lindon Hansen, who is also handling the case found out about it. He told Jacob everything and now look who's investigating the case together finding out behind Stellah Carter's case is just the beginning of the end? When a tech-geek, Louisse Carreline, started hanging out with their group, how invincible can they be as danger started following them everywhere while unravelling every mysteries? *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Chapter "Play it again," the young man demanded upon finally hearing the record tape before the murder happened. "What?" "The recording, do it. We might contain some clues. I'm positive." "Okay smart pants, hakuna your tatas." Rolling his eyes with his colleague's comment. He disregarded his presence and fished the small notebook in his pants. The clicking sound of the tapes and odd creaking noise of the record counted from one to three. . . Click! ** "Hello this is Saddie speaking, currently busy dunking my donuts so just leave a message after the beep." Beep! "Saddie? Remember our promise to keep in touch together? Here I am!" "Hey, Saddie? Something weird happened to me but I shouldn't be bothering you at late night like this. I'll call you again tomorrow!" "Saddie. Oh. Saddie." "Saddie, they're here." "Saddie, please reply." "Saddie, they're everywhere." "Saddie, I'm keeping my voice low as possible. I can hear their footsteps down. Please help me... I need you." "It looks like it's gonna be the end. Ah, I still wish for the day that we'll be hanging out together." "Saddie. Remember the papers we used to draw in the attic before? I hope the termites won't find them. So long, is it even possible that we will be finally together?" Beep! "Hi this is Saddie speaking, I apologize for making you wait long. Please do leave a message after the beep." Beep! A terrifying sound croaked through the phone. Cold, hoarse, and a dangerous tone. "You're next." ** One guy pressed the pause button. It was still clicking, echoing through the silent room, while the eerie rattle didn't bother them. The night was deep, the rays of the moon shined perfectly across the dim room, as the owls hooted while turning their heads. "Well? Found anything?" The young man caressed his chin when his lips curved slowly. He pressed his pen and closed the small notebook on his hand. He heaved a sigh and crossed his arms. "Officer, where can we find this girl Saddie?" *** "SADDIE!" "Achoo!" Drowned by my thoughts, casted away in the depths of the sea, and getting lost in the abyss of my

A Good Day To Murder A loving and sweet Ben turns into a murderous psychopath overnight. A detective reopens the case and despite the fact that he has no evidence against Ben, he follows the case determined to expose and punish the killer. A witness surfaces and Ben is labeled a suspect and he flees to a faraway country where he finds love and starts over again with his life. Things go smoothly until his lover turns him in and he gets arrested. He breaks out and runs away again but he is also fatally wounded and he gets caught again. He later commits suicide while awaiting trial. Experience Ben's life story. This is a real page turner. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Chapter 1|The Beginning 　　The sun is shining in the sky, the ocean is sweeping the bank with calm and gentle waves. It sweeps back a red mass; first small but then lots of it comes streaming back. In the distance, a harmony of sirens are wailing, there is a crowd gathered and there is blood splattered on the bank. There are bodies sprawled across the beach. The medic team is loading the bodies into their trucks. There are pressmen trying to interview police men and witnesses, but no one seems to know more than the lifeless bodies. The area is still filled with curiosity and in the air everyone could smell the ocean and blood, whilst the cold wind blows through them. The storm is come. 　　           　　One Week Ago 　　The cold wind danced rhythmically carrying the sand along in it, the sun stood still, smiling down on the inhabitants of the universe. Seun smiled on the sight of the birds in the sky flying in array, the air felt so cold despite the sun. He wondered how the birds could withstand the cold way up there. 　　"Seun!" A voice called snapping him from his thoughts 　　"Yeah?" He answered 　　"Aren't you going for the bonfire night at Ben's beach house?" Ronke, Seun's sister asked smiling 　　"I don't want to." 　　"Why?" 　　"Benita is going to be there." 　　"Oh!" 　　"Yeah." he sighed staring into the sky. 　　Benita was his girlfriend but she was also Dapo's lover. When he discovered their dirty little secret, he felt nauseous, he could hardly think straight. He felt like his whole world came crashing down. Since she was also Ben's friend, he stayed away from his parties just to avoid her. He was not over that betrayal, he hadn't spoken to Dapo since then. Seun gripped the wall tightly and looked far down the foggy parts of town. He loved Ronke's house, her windows had the best view of the town and it cost her a lot of money to acquire. 　　"But you shouldn't let that shameless girl ruin your life." she said calmly 　　Seun smiled, walked away from the window and sat on one of the sofas in the very spacious room. 　　"I loved her a lot Ronnie," he said, already feeling the tears welling up in hi da eyes 　　"I know," she said walking towards him 　　"you have a whole life ahead of you, don't let the shameless hag ruin it for you." she said sweetly smiling. 　　He smiled back calmed already. 　　T

Be Brave, Journalist Astrid Chua, an aspiring journalist, believes that she has the courage and capacity to change the world- or at least the City of Isabela where she lives. She has a principle of her own, a perception and creed embedded in her heart, but what would she do if she has to convict someone close to her heart? Will she hold onto her principle and creed she swore on, or will she let her emotions and sentiment to resist the judgment she believes in? *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 PART ONE: THE JOURNALIST'S CREED ASTRID My family and I are having breakfast today at the dinner table while the television is on because I'm looking forward to the current news. BREAKING NEWS: TWO JOURNALISTS CONVICTED GUILTY IN CYBER LIBEL CASE I immediately looked at the television and was not even surprised by the outcome. "Another false journalist exposed," my younger sister said. "Your words, Alexandra," I warned. "What? It's written all over the news," she said. "Prove to me your proclamation," I argued. She didn't respond further and I felt satisfied with her defeat. My brother who's on my right side looks at me and gave me his intimidating gaze. "What can you say? Do you mind rationalizing the context of the news?" Alex, our brother, asked. I drink my water first and gently put it down before I began demolishing my sister and brother. "Rianne Pablo, a widely known journalist, has been accused guilty in the case of Cyber Libel or the case of damaging statements made about another person through e-mail, blogs, web sites, or any other internet-based communication medium. Rianne Pablo is part of the largest broadcast team in the Philippines along with the most influential journalist in Asia, Olivia Fernandes, who was impeached as well with her and now facing 10 years of imprisonment." I inducted. "Their broadcast team is one of the few local sites to openly criticize the President's administration, its brutal war on drugs and extrajudicial killings, which has claimed thousands of lives. The said journalists were accused of biased news against the president's administration, and the President himself and his supporters have charged their broadcast team, and their site, of reporting fake news," I said. "If you were Rianne Pablo or Olivia Fernandes, would you do the same? Would you be brave enough to fight against the president's administration, the President himself, and his supporters?" Alex asked. I gulped. "I highly doubt it. Ate is afraid of commitments." Alexandra said. I ignore her antics and focuses on my superior agenda. "I want to be practical, It's hard to decide whether I should propel it myself and risk my life or let other journalists raise it instead and let them face the government on their own," I said. "I'll ask you one more time, would you be brave enough to face the government?" Alex argued. "I mean---" "Yes or no." "Let me--" "YES OR NO." "I DON'T---" "I'll take that as a no," he concluded. "LET ME EXPLAIN," I...

Love And Games "They may look innocent, but some are guilty of Murder. Doesn't make the rest less dangerous though, cause you don't really know". The deeper you go,the harder you fall. Helen is the New student as the Most Prestigious school for kids of Wealthy and Powerful Families. She tries to keep a low profile and avoid unnecessary attention especially from the wrong crowd. But she observes everything and every one. The Royalty ,The most Exclusive Gang, Kids of the Richest families. Spoiled Beautiful and Almost So Perfect. Everyone fails to see and overlooks their Flaws. They don't let just anyone into their crew. But they seem to want to be friends with Helen. Suspicious but still plays along until she is dared to make one of them fall in love with her. She thinks it's only a game, but she doesn't expect that a simple game has cost the life of some and she is not the first to play. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 The New School Helen's POV Changing Schools was not part of the plan. At least going to Elite Academy was not part of the plan. Most people would wonder why I would not want to be part of the "Elite Academy" where the richest wealthiest ,most popular families took their kids. My school was filled with kids from very powerful families, from the geeks to the charming and popular. But all of those powers and wealthy did not mean anything here in my school. It's not like I did not like the school but I have heard so many rumours about the school and trust me they are not good rumours. But nothing about this school ever really comes out, they powerful parents always of cause prevents any of that from happening. So you may understand why I did not enjoy going there, but I really did not have a choice. My guidance wanted me there because they felt and I did not want to be a burden on them. It was going to be my third week of attending that school. I took in a deep breathe as I approached the gate. Getting searched every morning was not exactly my favorite part of the day. "Raise your hands miss" the security guard said politely and I did. I did not want to cause a scene, which would lead to getting unnecessary attention which I wasn't ready for. I was not attention craved like most of the students here. And I most definitely was not going to get it for a negative cause. I got to my locker and picked out the books I needed to take home and study for the day, Just cause I was either going to forget or change my mind later on then I joined the large crowd of students that were headed to the cafeteria. Then I felt my phone Vibrate in my pocket , I pulled it out and then looked at the Caller ID, it was Anne, Anne Blake was my Adopted Mom. But I did not exactly see her that way, she is my aunt. She was my Mother's closest cousin, and she decided to take me in after everything that had happened. "My parents death". She got married to Bruce Grey. My mom's child hood love. And he also became my adopted Dad. Bruce was a Musician, although

DARK MYSTERIES Daniel Johnson is a university student hunted by an age old vampire who isnt after his blood, but after something something Daniel was born with. Along the way, Daniel meets a mysterious female,Annabelle who is around his age but also affliated with the vampire after him. What is that within Daniel that attracts his assailant? And who is Annabelle? *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Chapter 　　Daniel listened intently to the deep voice of 　　the dean of his faculty booming over the 　　mic. It had been almost three hours since he 　　started his 'introductory speech' and it 　　didn’t seem like he was going to stop 　　anytime soon. So far it was talks of 　　welcome, rules, how to excel in the 　　university and of course, the olden days 　　speech of how he suffered in his youth and 　　was able to breakthrough with 　　determination. 　　Daniel sighed for the thousandth time in annoyance, wishing the old man could just get it over with. Another 　　thing he regretted was not eating before 　　entering the big hall as the results began to 　　manifest in form of a growling stomach. 　　He glanced at his watch: it read 2:30pm. 　　Throwing his head backwards, he let out a 　　frustrated groan which caught the attention 　　of his friend sitting beside him. 　　“Dude, just try and endure,okay.” 　　Daniel turned to him. “ Easy for you to say, 　　Jake. My stomach is killing me. You know I 　　didn’t eat before leaving the hostel.” 　　Jake chuckled. “ And who’s fault is that?” 　　Seeing the glare Daniel gave him, he became 　　serious. “Oh come on, we were already 　　running late.” 　　“You mean late for a speech that started 　　two hours ahead of time?” Daniel rolled his 　　eyes. 　　“Well pardon me for not realizing African 　　time exists in universities” Jake said. 　　“It exists everywhere, man.” Daniel replied 　　“Tell that to your boss when you go late for 　　work in future.” Jake laughed.. 　　Daniel leaned back in his seat and was just 　　about to doze off when a sudden feeling 　　overwhelmed him. That familiar feeling that 　　had felt for almost a decade now. The 　　feeling that he was being watched. But 　　who? He sat upright and glanced around 　　the auditorium, his eyes narrowing in 　　suspicion. The auditorium was crowded 　　alright, but his instincts never failed him in 　　the past and it wasn’t going to fail him now. 　　He glanced to his right and his suspicions 　　were confirmed. He saw her. 　　Sitting a few seats from him was a girl of his age with a 　　no-nonsense look and sharp eyes. She was 　　wearing a black T-shirt and dark blue tight 　　jeans. She was dark in complexion, with 　　pointed nose and red lips. Red? He kind of 　　found that weird. Her long unbraided hair 　　was tied back in a ponytail and it glistened 　　under the lights of the auditorium. What 　　fascinated him was her eyes. A light brown 　　in contrast to the dark black of the average 　　Nigerian. As soon as ...