Best Teen Mystery Books Novels & Stories

Emma's heart racing, she picked it up and read the words: "Meet me at the old clock tower at midnight. Come alone." The note wasn't signed, but Emma knew instinctively that it was from someone who knew her secrets. Someone who might be able to help her uncover the truth about her sister's disappearance and the sinister forces at play. Emma's mind was a whirlwind of questions. Who was behind the note? What did they want from her? And what did they mean by "come alone"? As the clock struck midnight, Emma stood in front of the old clock tower, her heart pounding in her chest. The building loomed above her, its stone façade shrouded in shadows. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she had ma

His laughter couldn't make it past the loud gossip. He playfully bumped my shoulder with his, dragging me from the apparent whispers that weren't ending anytime soon. Hopefully, in a day — week? I glanced one more time at the mysterious boy, he was still in the same spot, clearly oblivious to everything happening around him. Close but so far away from the world. It was like he was in his little world. Away from the stupid tales, rumor has it, folks, and of course, high-school students. Biggest set of monsters.

"You like that, don't you? Ah, but I knew you would " His mouth slid down her throat. Heat splintered all through her, even as her mind baulked. No, she thought hazily. He had touched her there. But surely he would not…. She could only watch in mingled shock and fascination as his dark head hovered over her breast. Never had she dreamed he might kiss her there? As if in anticipation, her nipples peaked and hardened, as his mouth touched the quivering tip, she gasped. "Dan, what…. What do you do?"

She seemed keen on the idea that a little walk would help Lauren feel better, but Lauren didn’t think her mom would agree to a long hike. Up until a couple of years ago (when she discovered Ray Bradbury and Stephen King), Lauren had loved reading the Trixie Belden mysteries and at the moment she felt a lot like Trixie, off investigating a crime. Don’t have my beautiful best friend Honey with me, though.

Not to gloat or anything, but she's a little obsessed with me and thinks Jade is taking me away from her. I'd gotten tired of her games at some point, acceptant of the fact that she wasn't gonna let me have it, plans on how to snag it out of her grasp already forming in my head. I'd spent most of my night deciding the best way to get my hands on the book without getting involved with her but my strong attempt to wean it off of her, I realised, put me in a position to be her first suspect if it ever goes missing. Since I haven't seen her with it earlier, I have no idea how closely she guards the damn thing and how fast she can notice if it goes missing.

Mystery and suspense had aligned themselves in the air and amidst these many familiar and some unknown faces, there could be just one of them who is responsible for the unrest in both David's and Travis's hearts. Their eyes — never blinking even for once, observed the tiny useless movements that their classmates made every now and then, hoping deeply to find the culprit. Who could it be? That was the question that both of them wanted a reply to; somehow and anyway — it rang in their heads making it extremely hard to concentrate on anything else other than investigating.

AUTHOR'S NOTE The Last Days At Reekfield's is a highschool romance/action/adventure series. It has six books in it. My aim of writing this series is to enable my readers experience their highschool days from a different angle; be it bad, average, good or what have you, and as you read, remember to indicate your predictions for the second book in the series in the comments/ratings section. The Last Days At Reekfield's is a series that is completely incomparable, given the perfect blend of love with studies, mysteries - which must be unfolded - and adventures.

Lixue nodded. “It’s fine. What is it you want to ask?” Lixue replied. “Do you know our other boss? Since you’re close to boss Raiden and one of the first agents of the company,” Agent Eighteen said as they walked down the hallway. Lixue didn’t respond to the question. “You don’t know?” exclaimed Agent Eighteen, holding an iPad. They were handling the investigation involving the father and son, Ardyn and Nyre. Lixue had also asked her father for help, trying to find out why they had approached Raiden even though they didn’t know him.

"Do you also read it?" "Not me, but my younger son," Susan replied. "Lately, he's been really into mystery and detective novels. He's been devouring 'Seven Days,' and he recently bought some other books by the same author, like 'Murder Weapon' and 'The Deserted School'... She continued, "Oh, and he even reads that author's young adult fiction. The other day, when I went to drop off his lunch, I saw it on his desk and flipped through it a bit. My goodness, it was so cheesy, I almost couldn't take it!"

Lookin' good girl! Instantaneously, a certain book caught my interest in Cryx's desk. My heart fluttered and my eyes twinkled, I grabbed the book and flipped some of its pages. Oh my! It's my Aunt's book! It was entitled, 'Agent Asteria', which was a mystery thriller. When it was first released last year, the bookstores had it sold out on the first day because of how much of a hit it was to the public, it got an outstanding review from the Times and even won awards internationally. Not to mention it's my favorite book of hers. It certainly deserves the title of 'best'.