A To Z Mystery Books 소설 & 이야기

’ Clara asked. The Colfers looked at each other and shrugged, ‘Mostly, I think,’ John, his dad answered. 'Some of them are first editions, so the books are just there for decoration,’ he said, smiling. ‘So, Clara, my dear, Sebastian said you wanted to talk to us. What is this about?’ his mom pried. ‘Sam, let the girl sit and relax before you interrogate her,’ John scolded his wife.

Instantly he raced out, pulling out his gun from his holster. "Stay here!" He ordered, she nodded obediently. Wrapping her hands over herself. What has she gotten herself into... Roy glance around, there wasn't anything in sight, could it be that someone else knew of her existence. Who could it be, who the hell is helping her? When he turned, he saw someone exiting the building, immediately, he took to his heel. Ms Teresa, was already burning the book. When she heard footsteps approaching her. She hasten up, destroying everything. And began running for the exit.

Dona Maria, a very kind Mexican woman who helped me and gave a way to clean everything. *** So I woke up.... I turn off the alarm clock that seems to want to deafen me. Of course only this way to wake up. Good time to start another day with my new boss ogre, better correcting: mister Albuquerque. Rio alone. Today I feel better despite the nightmare of always, I’m not in the nick of time and I’ll get dressed better I did a good makeup, put a black dress a red clog and even had time to do some curls at the ends of my hair.

The mist kept blocking their vision as they walked above it stepping on the grass. "I think we are starting from a wrong note. Why don't we leave it for now and focus on the other case." Zane suggested walking towards the forest. He had analysed their story and came up with a conclusion. "What? How do you know?" Alyssa asked proud that he had figured something out. Even the wizard didn't understand a thing then how could he. She had thought. "........."

It was a text from an unknown number. I opened it, my hands trembling. It was a picture. A picture of me, standing in front of Eavon's car, the very same night Orion died. My face was a mask of shock and terror, and in the background, a woman with a dog was pointing at me, her mouth open in a scream. The text below the picture read: I can give you the answers you're looking for. Meet me tomorrow at the old lighthouse at midnight. Come ALONE.

That’s what saved you from ending up like those other poor guys. I just grinned and tapped my nose. Sitting alone at the kitchen table, I popped open a pack of ramen and flicked on the TV. "Today, our city was rocked by a spree of break-ins and murders, all targeting rich single men. The cops cracked the case wide open, rounding up a whole gang of suspects.” As I listened to the news anchor's report, I could not help but think there was some truth to the saying that after the storm is when the flowers bloomed.

“Who healed me?“ “Zoe!“ “Who is Zoe?“ “You will have to ask Chloe!“ Chloe's pov After eating dinner, she retired back to her room as she stared into space at the ceilings, with the same question, Who are her parents? How is she going to find them? She stood up and took her back pack to work on her assignment. She went to the shelf where she kept her textbook, to take out the textbook she will be needing for the assignment, she raided the books one after another searching for the textbook when she came across a journal. “Rachel Gerard, Do not Open unless you are Rachel Gerard!“ she read from the book cover and took it, opening to the first page. TBC…

I smiled and brought out a new novel I got from the store the other day and opened the first chapter to read. There are like ten minutes before assembly starts so I can read at least a chapter or two before it starts. ‘Hmm… interesting’ i thought to myself. “Why didn't I know about this book already?” I muttered under my breath and turned to the next page. “Very interesting.” “I know it is,” I turned my head to see Chris put his bag on the desk beside me and sat down on the chair. “Even though I haven't read it, I know it is interesting”

The dim, golden light from the chandeliers above created pools of light and shadow, adding to the library’s timeless atmosphere. I searched diligently, combing through the aisles dedicated to ancient mysteries and the occult. The titles were intriguing yet obscure, written in languages I could barely decipher. Just as despair began to settle in, my eyes caught sight of a section labeled "Ancient Mysteries of the Wolf Race." My heart leaped with hope as I approached the section, quickly pulling out a few volumes.

Taz turn on a small torchlight which he had taken along with him before sneaking inside the sacred library. Every book in the library was about the blood moon beast. Despite the alikeness of all the books, there was a particular one that caught Taz's attention. It was a grey book with ancient inscriptions. He pulled it out, dusted it and hid it inside his garment and hurried out of the hidden room. Unknown to Taz, as he walked out of the room through the secret door and out of the library, the secret room disappeared and there was no secret library there anymore.