#thriller

Had a big trial. It was like an Errol Flynn movie. ↗

— Jeannie Walker

#murder-mystery #thriller #true-crime #movies

Oh dios mio, she makes me burn, she makes me need. She is etching herself into mi alma ↗

— P.T. Macias

#alpha-male #cartel #erotic #erotica-romance #fbi

Because I was single, there was a chance I was a homosexual. Because I went to Syracuse, wherever that was, then I was probably a Communist. Or worse, a Liberal. Because I was from Memphis, I was a subversive intent on embarrassing Ford County. ↗

— John Grisham

#thriller #thriller

You can't kill an American Citizen without benefit of a trial." "I can if you're on the list, traitor." "LIST? What list? What the hell are you talking about?" BLACK LIST, July 24 ↗

— Brad Thor

#black-list #brad-thor #fiction #thriller

Having vision is much more than just being visual. ↗

— Heru Ofori-Atta

#jury #legal-thriller #metaphysical #thriller

... cynicism is the only tool that can scrape away the tint off rose-coloured glasses. ↗

— Taona Dumisani Chiveneko

#flame-lily #great-zimbabwe #hangman #mystrey #parnormal

She knew with chilling and absolute certainty she was next. ↗

— Alexa Grace

#crime-thriller #romance-novels #romantic-suspense #thriller #romantic

Would you believe I was in the neighborhood?” “No." “Well, how about that I needed to see you.” “Why? Did one of my neighbors call and say my cat’s been stalking their bunny?” One corner of his mouth went up. “You know, that sounds like a euphemism. A kind of salacious one” “Ooh, big words for Mr. Average Joe street cop,” she said, knowing she sounded bitchy but unable to help it. “Can you take out the angry eyes, Mrs. Potato Head, and just let me talk to you? ↗

— Leslie Parrish

#psychics #romance #romantic-suspense #thrillers #romantic

For a moment she believed he had left, but as she shifted away from the wall she sensed him there beside the bed. He was very close. Wretched curiosity! But she would fight it and not look. “Katherine,” he whispered, his breath rolling in a warm wave across her cheek. A traitor tear spilled out, the humiliation was too much to contain. Gently, a finger dabbed the wetness from her skin. He said it again, softly, as though it pleased him just to say it, “Katherine.” “Viktor!” the accented voice bellowed from below. And then the shadow was gone. Darkness overwhelmed her then and carried her away to a land of crows and mocking strangers. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#romance #romantic-suspense #thriller #tragic #young-adult-readers

From Flood, Flash, and Pheromones--coming soon: In the torrential downpour with water swirling that threatened to pull her down, she didn’t see the voice’s owner. The hurricane had blessed the entire city with a surprise drenching. All weather reports had predicted it to pass over with sporadic rainfall but that didn’t happen. The storm settled over Houston as if it had no intention to move on. Cassie flailed in panic as the roof of her car disappeared under the water twenty feet beyond. She prayed once more that the container in it was watertight. And that she’d see her car again. Then she concentrated on living. Where had the voice come from? ↗

— Shelley K. Wall

#novel #romantic-suspense #suspense #thriller #romantic