Best Mystery Book Novels & Stories

"A... used one?" "A romantic mystery," you said, showing her the front. "It's from the seventies, and is about a female detective who gets involved with the man who hires her to investigate his wife's murder. I'm hoping it's got Castle vibes." She broke into a smile, taking the book from you and turning it over in her hands. Then she kissed you again, on her tiptoes. "Has anyone told you that you're the sweetest?" she asked. "Not today," you smiled.

She didn't have any close friends either and slowly as time passed she became a 27 years old who stayed at home most of the time playing on the computer or reading in her library at home. Like any other day, Su Lan was lying in bed watching her favorite drama until she received a phone call. She picked up her phone and answered only to get hollered at by her mother once again with a bunch of questions like: "when are you going to get a job", "why don't you head out", and etc. After an hour of the same routine everyday she finally managed to get off the phone call. Getting in a grumpy mood she grabbed the bag of chips next to her and saw an ad on her computer. The title of the ad was "the mys

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.

The sound replied “Aye, sir” The inspector entered into the Lusie’s grocery store and said hello, Lusie. And asked how was she doing. “Hey, inspector. Doing good”, replied Lusie. He took some medicines and few bottles of beer and came to Lusie. While Lusie was calculating the price, the inspector said to her that he is a bit confused. He also added that he must meet the man who took Jerry home. “Are you serious, is it needed to investigate the incident so far. Don’t you think you are doing too much”, Lusie asked the inspector. “You don’t know Lusie, a boy was lost around that area three months ago. And according to the saying of the family of that boy, the boy used to talk about a man who co

" She put the book face down on her home desk as let her mind fit the pieces of the puzzle together. She hadn't been called on to use her skills in a long time, but she hadn't gone rusty while resting on her laurels. A look at her watch told her that it was too late to go back to the Davis's residence and tomorrow was a Sunday followed by a holiday. She decided she was going to go over there the next day anyway, but she needed all the players to be there. How was she going to do that without alerting all involved? That was the question. She had to handle this very carefully so that she didn't lose the thread of the plot. She needed to corner the guilty as soon as she made the writings in the

Ryan asked as he played with my hair. “Well she told me that she suspected Gabriel to be in illegal dealings with a man.” I tried remembering his name but I forgot. “I forgot the name of the man. She said Most of his secret files were in his office which were kept in a safe. She said that the safe was hidden at the back of a portrait in the office,she said she couldn't open it and when he caught her loitering around he beat her to stupor.” I explained everything to Ryan. “He is one heartless man.” Ryan answered and I agreed with him.

"Pack life is... less inhibited than human society." Inside the bag, they found several leather-bound volumes with ancient-looking symbols embossed on their covers, a small wooden box carved with lunar phases, and a sealed envelope addressed to "Detective Richard O'Connor, Newly Awakened." "Your brother has a flair for the dramatic," Rick observed, holding up the envelope. "All Blackwoods do," Nathaniel said with a hint of amusement. "It's practically genetic." Casie shot him a look but couldn't deny the truth of it. "Open the letter first. Knowing Liam, it's a roadmap to everything else."

They keep law books on the second floor mezzanine, which is potentially the darkest and creepiest area of this place. Once I get to the top of the stairs, I glance down at the piece of paper with the title of the book on. Legendary assassins and their downfall. The shelves are all sorted in alphabetical order, so I find L fast and then search through the plethora of books, looking for the one I need. The same creeping sensation that I’m being watched sweeps over me as I glance down onto the ground floor level toward the door, wondering if I wouldn’t have heard someone enter. “What are you looking for?”

That would be emotional suicide. I moved away from the romance section quickly, like it might contaminate me somehow. Crime thriller. I'd read a crime thriller. Something with murder and investigations and absolutely zero sexual tension. That was safer. Much safer. I browsed the mystery section and pulled out a book I'd heard good things about. A detective novel set in London. Dark, gritty, complex. Perfect. I carried it to one of the comfortable chairs by the window and settled in. The chair was incredibly comfortable—soft leather that seemed to mold around me. There was a small side table with a reading lamp. A footstool I could put my feet up on.

Always hoped it was enough and Eli wouldn't come back to charge him more. The future is bright for our lovers as they navigate through the ups and downs of their relationship. Will we ever see them tie the knot, or will Clara keep on dragging her heels? Perhaps we will find them again in the other chapters of Max and Jeremy’s books. Stay tuned. -=- Max has a troubled past. He was a toddler when he was left at the orphanage. Learn about his past and future as we follow his story in my new book, Max’s Revelation.