Best Mystery Crime Books Novels & Stories

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

The world around her blurred, only the murmurs of the men as they dragged the body away. She closed her eyes and sighed. While in college, she used to have this weird fantasy of dating some cold, ruthless, obsessive mafia don that would make her shiver with just a glance. Sofia used to laugh at her fantasies. "You should stop reading these novels, there's no such man in the world," she'd say to her in the end.

Bob said, chuckling. “Oh I don’t think that’s worse than investigating multiple murders, in which the only clue is the loans that they all the victims owe a certain bank”. “Yeah speaking of which, Danny I’m calling to tell you that you would have to open another case file, a fifth one” Bob said. Danny winced at the thought of having yet another victim of the mysterious killer. “Who’s the latest victim?” he asked “Owen Mclean an English businessman who deals mainly in real estate, I’d have my secretary send an email of the victim’s details to you, for profiling” Bob said.

He looks surprised at my curiosity and I worry for a moment he will bristle again and we will fall into silence until we waste away. “Moby Dick,” He tells me and I am surprised. “It was one of my favorites when I was growing up. My mother would read it to me.” It is more information about him than I have ever known. I know now this library will be my favorite room in this house. Tucked away into pages will be the one defining fact I know. His name is Domenico and I know his favorite book.

“They’ll come. “ Mike said. He was sure they would. Loyalty in the mafia- especially when it came to Garrey's men - was everything. “Right. Well. I think that was all.“ Declan said, “unless you have questions?” “No. “ Mike said instantly and Declan shifted in his seat. “May I ask you something?” “Always.” “You don’t… you don’t seem to be very excited, I mean… you are currently the best agent, most likely in the world. My people can't stop talking about you, asking when they can meet you. You uncovered the biggest case we’ve had. my point is- come on, give yourself the chance to be happy?”

Then there were his psychology books and books on wilderness craft. His gaze fell on a small cluster of volumes of English literature, some that Faith had convinced him to try. While he couldn't bring himself to read them, he hadn't been able to part with them, either. The top shelf held an extensive collection of contemporary bestsellers, and it was one of those he chose, a mystery thriller, as he heard the first roll of thunder. "Yep, Bear, it seems like a 'dark and stormy night' kind of night." He gave the dog a pat as he settled down in his chair.

Despite everything – the attack, the threatening message, Emily's warning, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. What kind of secrets was he hiding? And more importantly, was I ready to find out? "Acadia? Are you still there?" Emily's voice brought me back to our conversation. "Yeah, sorry. What exactly did you find?" I walked back to my room as I spoke, needing privacy for this conversation. Emily lowered her voice. "His family... they're connected to some serious underground operations. I'm talking money laundering, blackmail, corporate espionage. But here's the weird part, Dante seems to be the only clean one."

And now, she had even more questions about her own life and the mysterious man who had been holding her captive. As she thought about the man's words, Emma's mind kept in circling back to her sister. Could there be a connection between her sister's disappearance and her own captivity? And what did the man mean when he said she was a key? Determined to find answers, Emma decided to start investigating her sister's disappearance again. She began by looking through her sister's old files and documents, searching for any clues that might lead her to the truth. As she dug deeper, Emma realized that her sister had been researching a mysterious organization before she disappeared. The organization'

A black maria zoomed along the highway in the late night. It’s noise loud enough to disturb the peace and serenity of the evening. The front and passenger seats were occupied by two policemen who were chatting away, while the back was occupied by criminals who had just received judgment and sat in handcuffs. The air was filled with gloom as none of the criminals made any sound. Each to his own thoughts. “I swear to God, Arsenal has to be the most useless team I have ever seen in my life.” The cop who was driving cursed as his face squeezed in anger.

A certain brown-headed student did not wait for the orders to ensue as he instantly starts rushing the second the explosion takes place. "Aimee! Please be safe!" He desperately wished as he made his way to the main camp. Meanwhile, on the main campus, a certain black hair student is currently being hunted by four hooded individuals. "Make sure to not let her escape! We need to end her!" Ordered one of the hooded individuals. "Roger that!" Another responded as she pulls a handgun before pulling the trigger and shooting the student with magical bullets. The places that the bullets touches instantly melted some are even burnt to crisp.