Good Crime Novels & Stories

I asked, wiping the tears that settled on my cheeks. "Yes!" Officer Adams replied, his hoarse and baritone voice booming across the phone. I hesitated in voicing out the words my heart wanted my mouth to speak. "What can I do for you?" Officer Adams added. "I....did something bad." I stuttered, bringing out each word with a trembling voice. "I don't understand. Can you explain with further details?" Officer Adams replied with irritation dwelling in his lips. "I did something bad." I repeated, raising my voice a bit higher.

That’s how Smash did his business. Shit. That son of a bitch had to pay for putting his dirty hands on Alicia. On my way back to my house, I was so fucken worried. I knew Smash and the business that he ran. He was a drug lord and he was trafficking girls, and I knew that Alicia wasn’t safe around him.

So using the computer, I opened the list of criminals going down to K and found his name. He was listed for over fifteen offenses in a span of five years which was relatively little to what I expected. They ranged from drug selling to possession of unlicensed firearms and for the least serious - Traffic rule violations. But of course those were from just five years ago. The system erased the crimes from before five years if they didn't fall under more serious categories. Those were rape, murder, manslaughter or armed robbery. Despite all the others, it shocked me that he hadn't gone down for armed robbery. He seemed like the king. As I stared at the whiter and rougher version of younger Emin

After a while, the conclusion seemed as simple as two plus two. Humans are rotten. Some more than others. Contaminated souls who feed on cruelty. And if those applauding the show are monsters, what does that make me, providing the main entertainment? “Welcome back to the Blood Ring, the esteemed, the beast, the biting threat, the undefeated reigning champion, Don: The Pitbull!” The applause explodes in the air. The thirst for destruction thickly crawls down my throat. I wonder if I was ever a good man. But then I conclude that good men would never do what I’ve done and would never find violent pleasure in doing what I do.

Talia said flatly, shoving it back at him like it burned her fingers. David’s eyes filled with something that resembled pain—too perfectly timed to be real. He sighed, folding the letter carefully, as if it were sacred. “If only we hadn’t fought that night,” he murmured, voice dripping false remorse. “Maybe she’d still be here. I miss her too, Talia.” She stared at him. There was no grief in his eyes. Only performance. She’d watched enough true crime to recognize it. Grievers weep. Guilty men rehearse.

The guards advanced to them, thrusting the torch forward, sending the monsters wiggling backwards. When all the Reapers are back on the cell, the winged Badblood came flying down again and sealed the door. The audience clapped their hands and their faces were pasted with the bliss of the carnage they saw. Leni stood up and clapped her hands. "Great show!" she exclaimed and the all the Badbloods agreed happily. Leni turned to them and grinned. "Did you guys enjoy the show?" she asked, her lips curved into a perfect smile.

It was now laced with jealousy. As soon as she handed him the card, I quickly walked to the door. Her scent made me feel nauseous. It smelled worse than rotting flesh. O knew she was from one of th dark packs from home. Their scent alone could make you commit your insides. They were of the evil blood and I didn't want to piss her off more with my presence. "Why would you play such a sick game? Didn't you see the receptionist? She looked like she would gauge my eyes out."

he gritted out word for word. The man nodded slowly, rolling his tongue on the upper part of his gums. "Are you talking about the car my men found at a crime scene"? He asked narrowing his eyes at Spade "the sane crime scene where Liam Fritz was killed among others"? Spade only felt his jaw tightened as his whole body tingled with anger. Garcia got up from his chair, walking towards where Spade stood.

"After learning about the problems Delancy was having with her husband, she decided to stay with me for a while to sort things out between them. I was so angry at first but my heart slowly grew towards Kerrick when Delancy spoke to me about his past. Trust was the hardest thing to regain in their relationship, Delancy told me, and Kerrick was very difficult with opening up to anyone. They started going to counselling sessions and slowly improvements started showing between them both. She eventually moved back with him because he never stopped coming to see her and showering her with flowers and gifts and I could see it that she missed him a lot. Kerrick, as cold as he seemed, had a warm, goo

I quickly scanned the code and hopped on, finally making my way into the city. I didn't go to my parents' house like last time. Instead, I headed straight for the police station. Surely, the cops could help me in a situation like this. But as soon as I removed my mask and showed my face, the officer, who had been kind just a moment ago, suddenly changed. The look in his eyes mirrored everyone else's—pure disgust and hatred. My heart sank, but I still said loudly, "Officer, I need to report a crime! I suspect someone used AI to maliciously swap faces with mine, then did something bad and spread it all over the internet!"