Novel & Cerita Light-hearted Mystery Books

Fuck, she makes me feel everything. "It is indeed a good morning," I say wrapping more of her wild hair around her ear so I can see her face better. "Sorry, I fell asleep," she says. I'm not sorry. I didn't want to get into her Dad's allegations last night and even though she wasn't happy about it she asked me to read her the book she had grabbed off my book shelf. One of my favorites. It's a mystery novel about two mates who find each other while they are both trying to catch the same serial killer that's on the loose.

Abigail I didn’t hear the library door open. Curled in the wide armchair by the window, a thick blanket tucked over my legs and a mug of lukewarm tea long forgotten on the little table beside me, I was too deep in the roaring chaos of 1920s London to notice anything else. The novel I’d found, The Blood of Mayfair, was a fever dream of a book with gangsters in bowler hats and singers with too much rouge and too many secrets. I had stumbled across the book purely by chance this afternoon while scanning a high corner shelf. What began as idle curiosity turned into a feverish need to unravel the killer’s identity before the protagonist, a fashion journalist moonlighting as a private investigator

“If this ends with us being mugged in an alley, I’m haunting you.” He just laughs — that low, warm sound that makes me instantly suspicious — and takes my hand. We walk in. It’s… a bookstore. Actually. A real, slightly dusty, barely-lit bookstore that smells like ink and old paper. A little bell chimes overhead and I glance at Liam, confused. “You’re taking me to dinner here?” He raises a brow, then leads me to a narrow corridor tucked between two shelves of hardcovers. I barely notice the door tucked into the wall — until Liam reaches for a spine labeled A Study in Scarlet, presses it like a button, and the whole shelf clicks open.

Your Author, Mysterious Moonlight..

I rambled on. “You have the same auras but yours is brighter. Every ruler of the Underworld has to be an heir of the Light.” I understood nothing from what Mismaia told me. I know it’s probably a serious matter but I just can’t wrap my head around it. I was just cooking mini donuts and waffles like a second ago. I get minimum wage and she’s telling me I’m practically like royalty. “I wanna believe you. This is just not normal for me.” She held my hand. I swiped it away. “I’m sorry.”

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Since I’d made it a habit to pay attention to the strong urges that I got, I retracted my hand and left him as he lay. Cautiously slipping out of bed, I didn’t take my eyes off the shimmering light while I slowly walked toward it. -Luckily, I possessed nerves of steel and didn’t frighten easily. Nora always said that it was one of the traits that made me a good investigator.- I was a mere few inches away when I noticed that it contained a figure inside of it. Was it a ghost? I’d never seen a ghost, so I had no idea what they looked like. Although, I thought that, if it was a ghost, the light should be shaped like a person; not containing a person. Dumbfounded, and in mild shock at see

I bet romance," she smiled sideways. He had a nice smile. Nate wasn't ugly at all, quite the opposite. -And I bet just because I'm a girl you think I like romance. But yes, a little bit. I prefer mystery and horror though. Dark stuff. -I looked at him. Nate was closer now. -Do you like dark things? -He wanted to know, his tone was thick and so manly, it triggered something inside me. His eyes had something in them that left me half-idiotized for a moment. I cleared my throat and came out of my trance, picking up the first book I found. It was thick, blue. It had a rather striking cover. The mysterious death of Max. That was the name of the book. It really caught my attention. -Do you like it

After school, as he walked pass me, he squeezed something to my palm and left without saying a word. "Even the mystery boy gave you a gift" Charles said behind me and I flinched. "Let's see what he gave you" Charles said. I opened my palm. I and Charles gasped as we gaped at the strange gift. . . . TBC

But she hoped that even Scar wouldn't sink so low as to ruin their wedding day. After everything ws organized and put away, Lacey headed out to the living room and poured herself a glass of wine. Then she eyed the wall of books on the far wall. John Grisham... Tom Clancy.... Then there were classics such as The Three Musketeers, The Man in the Iron Mask, both by Alexandre Dumas; as well as Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea and From the Earth to the Moon, both by Jules Verne; and much more. It was an impressive collection. She chose From the Earth to the Moon and then sat on the couch to wait for Julien.