Best Selling Crime Novel Novels & Stories

My hands froze over the keyboard. It was just a secondhand marketplace. The message on the screen was from the buyer. He had already paid, and I had already shipped the item. The deal was done. What I sold was my girlfriend's DSLR camera. However, it seemed like what he wanted… was not just the camera. Messages kept popping up. "Hey, Chloe Hastings, what's wrong? Mad at me?" "Don't tell me you're getting too into the roleplay again. This cold attitude suits you. Still not replying?"

The first words came out slowly, but soon he was writing quickly, as if someone was speaking through his mind: "To Mayor Michael Wallace, Subject: Report on the Successful Resolution of the Recent High-Profile Heists and Robbery" Detective James paused, tapping the pen against the paper. His heart beat faster as he continued. The details needed to be perfect. He wrote about how the police force had executed a strategic operation using a convertible bait car to catch the thieves. He framed it so that the suspects they had arrested were the same ones responsible for the recent bank heist, the wedding heist, and the robbery at the Abibba building. "Through careful planning and the deployment of

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.

It's Monday morning and Max’s alarm pulled him from his sleep, which he didn't get a lot of last night thinking of Jenna and what happened in the car. Getting up and ready for work. The Criminal Investigations Division which he works in is his passion. This weekend he needs to be on call the major drug bust that his team is planning is very near. Then he goes on long service leave he wants to get away with Jenna. He no longer wants her to work. They can both retire enjoy life, get married have kids. That’s what he wants. The perfect life with Jenna

He moves so fast I cannot even remember the faces of people I speak to. “Please,” I ask him “Slow down.” My feet ache and my muscles are sore. I have long since dropped the flowers on some random table, hoping silently they would burn and take the building and everyone in it. My fingers grasp onto a glass and I gulp down water quickly, my throat parched from flimsy small talk. The wedding will be in the papers. I can see the headline now- Two Crime Families Put Aside Differences; I knew the papers would sell quickly. Crime sold. I would know. My name had been in the papers since the day I was born thanks to my father. New York would tremble underneath me if I wanted it to. I dripped in cashm

She's been deflowered in the gruesome way possible, torture and maltreated beyond anything hunan like but she was strong but now. She's been sold,after getting so close to repaying the debt her father owes; she's been sold to Lewis Flyheart. He's a drug lord, a mafia,a ruthless kîller. Is she gonna survive!? "Lanie,I can and just did. Indeed you have a sweet cûnt,the most requested sèx worker in this brøthel but Lanie. I need cash quick so yes. I sold you, wishing you a happy life of unlimited prostîtution "Brandon waved with a smrik plastered on his face

Alternatively, maybe it could be that the current situation was the plan all along. However, that was just what Celeste gave on the surface. She still had another identity that was unimaginable and hard to find. In recent years, there has been a popular online writer named Little Armstrong Celeste, whose novel entitled Love of Color gained instant popularity overnight with millions of views. Several other novels later received many positive reviews along with many diehard fans. Her latest detective novel Black World was released a while ago. The first release sold nearly one hundred and fifty copies. In less than two months, it was out of stock. The second release was published in thirty tho

“Good job for finding the best scientists.” “You say that every time we get good results from the productions.” The raven smirked. “Well, it’s nice to hear your boss tell you that you did a good job every time, you know.” Knives nodded in agreement and continued to focus on driving. The drugs that their production team made previously brought great clients from different countries. But instead of producing the same drugs, Dakota’s strategy was to lessen the supply of the old drugs and produce new ones for the people who might prefer the new ones—and with this strategy, Dead Soul had always remained as the best gang for having the most powerful gangsters and most clients.

"Months of writing, editing, revising and now it's a physical book people can buy." "People are buying," Sofia announced, checking her phone. "We're number seven on A****n's true crime bestseller list. Day one." The publisher had arranged for Blake to do a reading and Q&A. He stood at the podium, opening to Chapter Twelve the section covering his arrest and the moment he realized Morrison had orchestrated everything.

But I haven't been able to make up my mind about it yet, so I'm still on the fence. "Web novels?" Miranda repeated in surprise. "What kind of web novels?" Mindy smiled awkwardly. "Urban romance." Miranda was speechless for a while. Mindy was a published mystery novelist. Back when mystery novels had been all the craze, Mindy made her grand debut with "Murder Weapon" and sold half a million copies. Later in the same year, her follow-up thriller novel, "The Deserted School", broke her personal sales record in a very short time as well.