Crime Stories Novels & Stories

Two days, just two days is enough to spread the rumour of Attorney Riley Mintz, the one who forced and bribed the family to go against the Aim’s like his father which lead the family to suicide. However, the case is not yet confirmed that Riley is the one in wrong as a mere written letter cannot be taken as valid proof. The bodies were found by the border of the south city therefore the case is taken by the Central city officers. The media has painted him as a crooked lawyer like Mintz.

Although I was tempted to start the search, I held my horses and focused on other tasks on hand. I couldn't afford to look suspicious on my first day. After logging in, I grabbed the file from the pile. The title immediately made me frown. “Cases of Crimes Committed by Former Fiancés and Romantic Partners.” A startled gasp escaped me. “What?” I flipped open the file. The first report described months of stalking after a broken engagement. The second was an acid attack. And the third was murder. My smile disappeared completely. The deeper I read, the colder my hands became.

When Alex went to school, she noticed Heather was wearing a wig, he thought it was just nothing but when Alex tried to talk to Heather, she ran off. Alex didn’t know what it was about and didn’t remember it was Conan he spent the night with, not Heather. Heather sobs inside the bathroom stall. When Alex offers to talk to Heather about the problem. Heather said it was nothing and it was because she failed her test. She lied about it, Alex comforted her and Conan seems to return to the quiet kid vibe as he fills up with guilt. All is wrong and the following days. Will Conan and Heather keep a straight face and not tell Alex about his mistake? Everyone makes mistakes, but this one seems illegal

💎 SWEETHEARTS IN CRIME🎩 (He's A Dangerous Mafia🔞_She's A Slût👠) Chapter 30 "Lewis..." Melanie called softly. The rate at which his fist descended with speed is breathtaking. Richard already lost consciousness just when Lewis landed the third punch. Blood dripped down his forehead heavily and with every punch,his entire body vibrated Normally she would have tried to separate but right now. The look of fury in Lewis eyes is something she hasn't seen

She looks familiar but i can't picture where I've seen her. I watch her leave the ladies bathroom. Fear grips me. What the fuck just happened? ************************************** Have you subscribe to my novel?

There were fewer than I expected. A few clothes, some books. The gray dish towel I bought months ago. I would leave most of it behind, walk out of this apartment and this life without looking back. That was what I always told myself I would do. The story would run. It would run well, the way it needed to move. Then the investigations would start from regulatory bodies, into financial crimes. Questions in parliament would start up. Dominic and Hargreave’s carefully built world begins to crack and fall apart. The truth does that when it is this well-documented.

In her place was someone far more dangerous than anyone had ever imagined. She wondered how long it would take for hotel staff to find the body in Room 1427. She wondered what Marcus would say when the news broke... when police began asking questions about his wife’s girls’ night and any possible connection to the murdered political operative. She wondered whether the cold calm would hold when the consequences finally arrived at her door... or whether the sirens now echoing louder through the night would bring everything crashing down. The sirens grew closer still. Sophia smiled faintly into her glass and raised it in a silent toast to the memory of Jason Whitaker.

"I'm not going to say anything. I'm going to be professional, do my job, and show them that I'm doing perfectly fine without Patrick's lying, cheating ass." "That's my girl! What about work stuff? Any new projects?" Now I felt genuinely excited. "Actually, yes. I've been working on this story idea. 'The Crime of New York.' It's about organized crime in the city, the families that run it, how it affects regular people." There was a pause. "That sounds... dangerous, Lauren. Are you sure that's a good idea?" If she only knew how close to home it hit. "It's just research, Soph. I'm not going undercover or anything crazy. Just investigating from a journalistic perspective."

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Then I got back to my research again browsing through criminal cases described in news articles and web forums. An hour passed and I was tired of reading bloody stories that got me nowhere near something I could use in the novel, so I began to grumble on one of the mystery-crime forums. “Help me out. Have you heard of any interesting murder case nowadays? I swear, I’m not a psycho, I’m a writer begging for an inspiration,” I hoped that sounded convincing enough. No one was answering. I’d waited for an hour and got little bit frustrated. I was about to get back to my previous way of research but then someone replied.