Best Humorous Mystery Books Novels & Stories

Em replied, " what was funny about all that happened was how he was trying to force out information from us by letting us know what happened. It is funny. Jay, please join to laugh." "Even if it is one of us that stole the books. How is it even possible for him to detect the thief with his style? Anyway, all is well." Jay added. Jay was by far the most sarcastic kid in his class. Jacquard felt obliged to defend the detective. " Well, I'm sure he is going to get to the bottom of this matter." " Well, I'm sure he is going to get to the bottom of this matter," he said. " Yeah, right." Jay snorted.

He was going to be graduating a few months after Jessie, and I. I enjoyed getting to know so much about him. He was a nice guy, and seemed really good for Jessie. She was funny, and quirky, but not in the way Norm was. She was the queen of one liners, and could think of something on the spot. I was a little surprised to find out she enjoyed books about murder mysteries though. She said she liked trying to figure out who did it. Her favorite series was about a human woman who was a coroner. Not exactly my type of books, but I made note of the series to tell Rowen about it. He might like it.

After school, as he walked pass me, he squeezed something to my palm and left without saying a word. "Even the mystery boy gave you a gift" Charles said behind me and I flinched. "Let's see what he gave you" Charles said. I opened my palm. I and Charles gasped as we gaped at the strange gift. . . . TBC

I’d have gladly walked into its yawning gullet at that moment. “It’s a very interesting book, Doon,” continued Maurice. “It’s the story of Muad’Dib, the mouse that hides from the sun and travels in the cool night.” “Sounds a bit boring,” said Flossie. “Do you think we could delay this week’s Book Club until we get out of this mess?” I requested in my most reasonable voice. Stay calm, wait for first light, and then make our way back to the lake, possibly to drown myself and get it all over with. “Just keep quiet and don’t make any sudden movements.”

Luca drawls, his voice just loud enough for Elijah to hear, “what do you call a werewolf that’s also a librarian?” I glance at him, intrigued but suspicious. “I don’t know. What?” “A fur-midable opponent for anyone who returns their books late.” It’s so cheesy that I can’t help but burst out laughing. Luca grins wider, clearly satisfied with himself. I cover my mouth, trying to stifle the laugh, but it’s too late. I’m doubled over, shaking with amusement, the ridiculous joke breaking through all the tension that had been swirling around me. And that’s all it takes.

“Anyone would have missed that because it is insignificant, but not you, Haylee.” Liya was right. The book was shoved behind two giant books, and its front cover had been ripped off. I held Jodie with one arm, stretching the other to get the book off the shelf. My eyes squinted as I tried to read the words on the first page. “Cursed in Crimson: The Tale of Ancient Red Wolves,” I read under my breath. Flavia heard me and stepped towards me with about five books in her hands. She etched, “Interesting. That might help us with solving the mystery around Elder Calvin’s death.”

“No doubt.” “What about those two small FedEx boxes?” “Most recent novels from Samhain Horror.” “Awesome. Those books I bought at the Webb County Library sale last week?” “Sorted into general and mystery fiction. Struck the mother lode with all those Mary Higgins Clark novels.” “We cater to all tastes, miss. Unless you like Twilight, 50 Shades of Gray or James Patterson. Folks want drivel, they can drive to Utica.” “Hey. I actually liked Twilight. It wasn’t all bad.”

I fell asleep after several minutes. The next day, I decided to head into a few stores with Jenny. Just to get away from the mansion and have some great company. Something to distract myself from the troubles inside my brain. Jenny and I headed into a book store and we looked around. We both enjoyed reading all sorts of books. Reading something can make you forget about the world around you for a moment and some books can even make you feel like you’re in whatever world is created inside the book. Reading romance and comedy are my favorite, but once in a while, a good mystery is good to read too. I was busy reading the back of a book from an author that I never heard of before while Jenny w

She said furiously and I chuckled saying. "What happened you got up this early... and more to that reading a... book?" She raised a brow saying "Just because you often see me sleeping in the morning doesn't mean I sleep all night. And by the way. Reading is my hobby. And this is a Novel called Darling don't run away. Not just a book" I sat close to her as she was looking at my every action from head to toe. "What!?" I asked looking at her expression "Not. Nothing. It's just that. You're distracting." she said and i raised my brows

Had I been transported into a horror movie, or was this some kind of twisted nightmare? In my panic-induced haze, I found myself thinking the most absurd thoughts. Maybe this was all some kind of elaborate prank? Maybe Ryan was just a really good actor, and he’d gotten ahold of some high-tech special effects? Or maybe I’d eaten some bad pizza before bed, and this was just a hallucination brought on by food poisoning? Or perhaps I was running insane? What. Was. Happening?!! Whatever it was, I knew one thing for sure: this was deep trouble.