Novel & Cerita Drama Mystery Books

She felt a connection to history as she did, and it made her feel alive. She also couldn’t help feeling, every time she picked up a book, that it held a riddle, some mystery to be solved—and that thrilled her. For some reason, she had always felt that there was a mystery lingering in her consciousness, something she needed to solve. She didn’t know what. It didn’t make sense, and that bothered her. When she worked on a rare book, at least she could solve clues she couldn’t put her fingers on in real life.

She wasn't trying to make an effort to look good, it doesn't matter anymore. She moved slowly, like her body was conserving whatever little energy her heart had left. On the bedside table sat the books she’d bought earlier. She reached for The Da Vinci Code, the familiar weight of it grounding her. Dan Brown had always had a hold on her. This would be her second time reading this particular book, and for some reason she was excited to just get lost in this book. A world where puzzles mattered more than people’s intentions. She climbed onto the bed, propped her back against the headboard, and began to read.

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“Okay, okay. I’ll just let you continueplaying chessin your dreams, I guess.” We both laugh as I begin driving again. When we get to my house, I set her on the couch, against her protestations, to unpack the books that’ll go on the living room bookcase Law and Jackson will be bringing over. Then I go into the kitchen to unpack the one heavier box I brought over myself, the pots andpans. I must lose track of how long I’ve been in here because I hear the front door open and Law’s voice a few moments later.

I left the house and rode straight to Triumph Hotel. I booked a room directly across from 701. We had plenty of cameras at home. I brought a small one with me. I was going to catch them together. Ten o'clock. No one. Eleven. Midnight. Nothing was going the way I expected. I stayed up until dawn, my eyes burning. The door across the hall never opened. Chloe never showed up. Had I been wrong? Did she really not betray me? Were those messages and photos all in my head?

Rosenthal to me? Right then, the door behind me squeaked open, causing my heart to skip a beat. My arms shot up, pointing the gun in the direction of the door. I peered in to find the bedroom empty. Bracing myself, I entered slowly with dread pumping through my veins. Her bedroom was home to an endless collection of books, and a double-wide bookcase, covering the majority of the wall, held an extensive variety of the occult genre. Interesting... Mrs. Una Rosenthal was a woman with secrets. Dark ones.

I take one last look at myself until I strike a pose and say,"Perfect," I hear mom from downstairs telling me to hurry up, so I grab my book bag and put on my glasses and was about to leave my room until I remember my most important thing. I go to my book-shelf and pull out a book that reads, Gone Girl by Giliian Flynn on the front cover. I've always loved mysteries; I can't remember one day where I wasn't watching Criminal Minds or Goosebumps in my room.

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

Still, there’s no sign of her diary except a tiny piece of paper with something written on it. “Searching for the Diary. How can you find it when you four killed and buried a girl? Gotcha. I got you. Your diary is more like a novel. Many things to see and read which is not even known to your family. It’s interesting right. - M.W ‘What the hell?’ Care panicked, knowing that someone stole it and now blackmailing her. The only problem is Becca, who can do this more than her. She crushed the paper to notice another paper in her bag.

It has never been my goal to impress my sister with anything I do. I scroll through the books in the library until I come to my favourite section, Mystery. I always love the thrill that comes with not knowing what's going to happen next. You can make it more interesting for yourself if you start to wonder what is happening and what will happen. I take a few glances through the books on the shelves and take a book that looks the most interesting out of all the books I saw. 'In the Woods' by Tana French.