Great Mystery Novels & Stories

any one, though he was facing many problems and it was all about making things right, he had no much time to spare on the plane so he quickly said to Saint, "ahhh' can you prove me wrong if I go with other presidents concerning the mysterious? Do you think they are actually safe to be trusted by us? Saint said he was not sure who to trust anymore, he would have thought of sharing everything he knew about the mysterious with you, they are the most pleasant people I have ever met, full of experience and knowledge, once we need as a country to move forward, but if he does not mind, he shall tell us all you need to know about the so called mysterious, " they both looked towards doctor Strength,

Estelle stated sadly, “I will ask someone about it.” “Someone? You mean his family?” “No, I’ll ask his benefactor.” Cristofer furrowed his brow upon hearing this and remarked, “Forgive my straightforwardness, but I find Mr. Mysterious’s quite strange. He rarely made public appearances. The fact that such a mysterious figure passed away in an accident, with only his benefactor knowing the location of his grave, raises suspicions. It seems as though he orchestrated the accident deliberately, ensuring no one can find him…”

He was so curious that he had forgotten that he was supposed to be whispering. "I'm not sure; only the moon goddess knows who she is." The other one said. By the time they finished speaking, we were already in the pack. As soon as we got to the kitchen, I was shocked to find the workers working around, running around as if they were preparing for a grand occasion. "What is going on?" I asked no one exactly; I was still trying to wrap my head around what the ceremony could be when I saw Zara walking out of the kitchen.

A clean, contained thing. I looked at the boy arranging marshmallows into a pattern only he understood. I looked at the man sitting quietly across from me, one thumb tracing the rim of his mug. I took a sip of the hot chocolate, warm and slightly too sweet and exactly right, and understood, for the first time since stepping off that plane, that the thing I had been escaping toward had already shifted into something I hadn't planned for at all. I wasn't sure yet whether that was frightening or the opposite of it.

She took a deep breath coming to a determination. Her feet automatically took forward steps without waiting for the command of her brain by receiving the advice of her heart. She doesn't know what Ira's character is, or what's the reason behind her attitude and rudeness. But her one act of kindness is completely different from the words which she is projecting. Whatever it is, she is quite mysterious but she is her stranger. Her Mysterious Stranger. AT THE GRAND SEVEN STAR HOTEL :

And as for me, I was seen as suspicious due to my clothing and scent. By the time we arrived, I was then led into a mansion like house that was very big and fancy, with gates outdoors guarding the entrance and a fountain in the middle of the place. The balcony like stairs and the beautiful grassland surrounding the mansion made it beautiful. Along with the house being in white and lamps shone on the way in, a scent caught my senses, it was sweet and intoxicating but I was pulled out of my daze when I was pushed into a silver cage in a dark room which I haven't realised till now.

He wipes his face with a spare hanky. Why can’t he find it? He pulled out his phone from his pocket. He searches about it then. There had to be something. But what’s he gonna search. Mystery girl? Demon? There must be an ancient name for her. Or there isn’t. He was exhausted already. He ruffled his head, if he didn’t get anything, Dixon would end up killing him. He strolled down his phone. Ancient mystery girl. History search. He hunkered down. Since he was tired of standing.

She didn't have any close friends either and slowly as time passed she became a 27 years old who stayed at home most of the time playing on the computer or reading in her library at home. Like any other day, Su Lan was lying in bed watching her favorite drama until she received a phone call. She picked up her phone and answered only to get hollered at by her mother once again with a bunch of questions like: "when are you going to get a job", "why don't you head out", and etc. After an hour of the same routine everyday she finally managed to get off the phone call. Getting in a grumpy mood she grabbed the bag of chips next to her and saw an ad on her computer. The title of the ad was "the mys

Author’s POV: A mysterious lake: A small town away from California. People of the town have been seeing this pond over 100 years. But yet they know nothing about that lake like who created it and who is using this.!! Most surprising matter is the water label of that lake never changed and the water is fresh as always. The lake area is restricted and there is a boundary covering the lake. People say that few deaths incident occurred who entered into that area. Some used to say that this is somehow connected to the electric power plant which is around two kilometers away from the lake. But none knew how and why this is connected to that electric power plant.

"We've been working on this case for six months, but the only clue we have is that he only attacks at night and his victims died mysteriously." “Our superiors are also urging us to resolve this as soon as possible. They are pestering by the reporters everyday regarding this case.” "Aside from that, why are you here for real?Even if the chief wanted to check on me, he would entrust that task to a newcomer rather than you. After all, I've heard the chief drags you around all the time." He immediately sprang up his seat, as if he remembered something important. "Right! I've already found you a place to live. It is less expensive than here and completely isolated, so you won't have to worry abo