Famous Mystery Novels & Stories

Raymond answered, causing me to nod my head in response. His words plunged me into thought, and I began to wonder if my instinct was right all along. The new Xenra was really suspicious, and Raymond's words had only served to confirm my speculations. But then, I still was still trying to connect the dots when Raymond's words came again,

The Grim person asked casually, not wanting to scare off the other. "Frasier Sterling, he was a friend back in college" Mystique answered. "Frasier Sterling, that name sounds familiar" Damien commented as he started the engine and drove off, towards his condo. "He seems to know you, he mentioned something about you being famous in the underworld. But knowing that idiot, he was probably blabbing gibberish" Mystique continued speaking, failing to notice how Damien's shoulders tensed up. *~*

There was something about him that felt familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. Suddenly, a memory flashed in her mind. Months ago, she had come across a newspaper article about a notorious criminal named Thomas Martinez. He was infamous for his ruthless nature and involvement in various illegal activities. Her heart raced as she realized the man standing before her could be the same Thomas Martinez, wanted by the police for multiple crimes.

A moment later, a piece of paper slid through the narrow gap beneath my door. The footsteps retreated in haste. I peered through the peephole. The hallway was empty. I didn't touch the note, afraid of smudging fingerprints. Instead, I crouched and read the words on it: I know the truth about Edmund's death. Come to the big banyan tree in Greenfield Residences at 11 p.m. Don't call the police. The note was crafted with meticulous care—letters cut out from newspapers and books, pieced together like a ransom demand, leaving no trace of handwriting.

This man was not making it out of tonight alive. The moment we stepped in, I realized just how out of place I was. There were famous people everywhere. Actors, models, musicians, influencers… People who probably had more money in a single shoe than I had in my entire bank account. Meanwhile, Maddie looked like she had ascended to heaven. "Oh my God, look! It’s Sabrina Greyson!" she whisper-yelled, pointing at a famous actress. "And over there—that’s Will Samuels!" Me? All I saw were reasons to run away.

As I listened to the news anchor's report, I could not help but think there was some truth to the saying that after the storm is when the flowers bloomed. When did I start getting suspicious of Vonn and his crew? Oh, right. It was after I handed over $15,000 to some dude claiming to be Vonn's ex. The more I mulled it over, the more things did not add up. I headed to the police station to share my suspicions. I thought they would laugh me off, but boy, was I in for a surprise. It turned out there had been a string of killings in town, and all the victims were rich, bachelor types living alone.

She licked her lips. "Hmm, who does not know the Alpha of this pack." She said and I looked at her with scrutiny. Really? Who does not? She is fishy. * * This book is weird 😂... I don't even understand what is going on with Connor and Alyssa.

Despite everything – the attack, the threatening message, Emily's warning, I couldn't help but feel drawn to him. What kind of secrets was he hiding? And more importantly, was I ready to find out? "Acadia? Are you still there?" Emily's voice brought me back to our conversation. "Yeah, sorry. What exactly did you find?" I walked back to my room as I spoke, needing privacy for this conversation. Emily lowered her voice. "His family... they're connected to some serious underground operations. I'm talking money laundering, blackmail, corporate espionage. But here's the weird part, Dante seems to be the only clean one."

Another reporter asked. “Oh, and it’s such a small world that the two of you even knew each other. So, Miss Laxamana, what was your relationship to Mr. Aris Sandoval, the hottest Casanova in town?” I was about to run and hide away from these paparazzi when I couldn’t help myself but laugh out loud after hearing the word ‘hottest’ as they described Aris. Note that I didn’t even have any reactions to the first and second questions, but I couldn’t help myself to react on the third.

Sabrina gave him a thumbs up. “We’ll do our best to make this as painless as possible,” Sally the anchor said. “Now, most of us have heard of the mysterious criminal known only as, ‘Ghost’. True crime junkies, internet chat rooms, YouTube channels, podcasts… some much time has been dedicated in trying to find out anything about him. Why do you suppose that is?”