Novel & Cerita Best Mystery Stories

She pressed. "That depends on your idea of a mystery," I said. "For a writer of murder mysteries, each new bizarre detail makes the plot more difficult to construct and adds to the sense of mystery. But for us working in the real world," I continued, " the ordinary and drab crime with no pattern that poses the greatest difficulties. The sensational, bizarre, and outrageous crimes that make the most popular stories are the easiest to solve. This case has been very odd from the start, Sandra," I added, "and new information never hurts. From the analytical perspective, Hector's visit simplifies our task." "Does it not make things more difficult for you as well?" Sandra asked.

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

I think I need to find him… but if I do, how can I find him when I don’t know what he looks like? Will he come to my rescue? Will he end these mysteries?

I say. "If you're still standing on your feet at the end of the night," replies the bartender, grinning at me like a retard. "What liquor do you have?" I ask. "First time here?" "Yeah. Got chased here by someone I used to call my boyfriend." The bartender laughs. "You find it funny?" I demand. "When you say used to," he says and adds. "Just a minute." He goes to pour something for a man and returns back to me. "He cheated on me," I have my answer ready for him. "With my best friend. Caught them this afternoon in my apartment when I arrived from Australia."

c Lucien couldn't help the unease settling in his chest as he stared at the headline news flashing across the screen. His concern was growing by the second, especially after seeing his friend’s name trending in every corner of the internet. He hadn’t expected the story to spread so rapidly—no one had. It was astonishing how quickly such personal matters could become public gossip.

After bringing the suspect into custody to the agency, the detective seems to hear deja vu. The suspect says he's not at fault and also makes good arguments, but the lie detector catches something. The detective can also see (hear) that he is lying, among the suspect's documents, the detective finds incriminating evidence. A medical certificate for the day the moon died. He asks one of his colleagues to check the paper, after a single glance they come to a conclusion, and false. The police chief orders the suspect immediately arrested for lying to police and murder. The detective's case is closed again, but this time everyone celebrates and congratulates the detective. Reporters who hav

These are the questions a bookstore owner face when a mysterious book shows up. Samurai and Other Stories by William Meikle—No one can handle Scottish folklore with elements of the darkest horror, science fiction and fantasy, suspense and adventure like William Meikle. The Dark at the End of the Tunnel by Taylor Grant—Offered for the first time in a collected format, this selection features ten gripping and darkly imaginative stories by Taylor Grant, a Bram Stoker Award® nominated author and rising star in the suspense and horror genres. Grant exposes the terrors that hide beneath the surface of our ordinary world, behind people’s masks of normalcy, and lurking in the shadows at the farthest

THE MYSTERY ABOUT HIM 👤🌖 🔥🔥 . Historical, Mythological and Mystical. . Chapter 1🩸 . . 🦋 THE TATTOO 🦋 By Destiny Godfrey . . The rain was vehement. It beats the ground without mercy. Angry thunder clapped loudly at the sky. The wind amplified it. I stood on the verandah of my class, along with my other classmates.

The teacher scolds us both, but all I can hear and see is his smile. He fixed me, he’s my serotonin, my very own drug. My feeling for him feels illegal, but he’ll still be my favorite crime. “Mr. Alex Sheperd and Mr. Conan Gray, this is not the time for chit chatting, now answer my question or you’ll meet the principal. “ We faced each other with a smile on our faces. We grabbed our bags and willingly took our punishment. This shocked our professor as he stopped talking until we left the room. We didn’t answer his question, it’s not like we could answer it anyway.

"She stole it! Everyone saw it. The necklace was in her bag!" All eyes turned to Emma, who remained calm and composed. She addressed the officers, "I request a fingerprint analysis of the necklace. Let's see how I could have stolen something without leaving my fingerprints on it."