Martin Mystery Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Jezz, are you still denying the fact that you stole the dead body?" "Stole," I chuckled with anger forming in my eyes. "If I may ask, why are you so interested in the case?" Martin stood up, stretched his both legs, walked two steps away and returned. "None of your business" He drew closer again, this time causing his body to almost lean on my head, "Are you ready to tell me what happened?" "I have nothing else to say to you" Martin felt defeated. He walked back to Bruno. "Has that punk said anything?"

said Martin, and I nodded because he appeared to be reprimanding me. Annoying! Is he going to scold me now? TSK! “I’ve done my first plan to deceive Chloe Cain,” he said, and the name stunned me, so I frowned. “What do you mean?” my eyes widened, and I covered my mouth as I asked what was on my mind. F–ck! Martin grinned. “She’s one of the girls with whom I had a one-night stand,” he said, staring at me. Because what he said was so vulgar. My eyes widened, and my face flushed slightly.

Martin whispers, staring at Kate in anger, thinking about all the revenge he can take from her, but his thoughts were interrupted by Ashton's knock "Martin, open the door, It's Ashton" Martin took a long sigh and got up from the bed, saying "Yes". Then he opened the door and walks out, seeing Ashton standing in front of his room. Ashton a long sigh and asked "I don't know what happened but I know one thing, something is wrong, can you tell me what happened? and why were you in the room with Kate?". Martin opened his mouth to tell everything that happened but then he remembered Kate and the revenge that he wanted from her so he replied with a sigh "Nothing happened, you don't have to worry ab

Pain exploded through my cheek, but I refused to let him see the tears pooling in my eyes. “You’re going to regret that.” His voice dropped, low and dangerous. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. “Raphael isn’t untouchable. He’s just a man, Martha. And men bleed.” I tried to jerk away, but his grip tightened. “You know what the best part is?” Martin leaned closer, his voice dripping venom. “When Raphael finally finds this place, it’ll be too late. He’ll get to pick up what’s left of you—and when I’m done with him, there won’t be enough left to bury.”

Arthur was a sensible person. He could instantly see Thomas’ hesitation, so he motioned a staff at the side. The person took the hint and immediately added, “Yeah, Mr. Mayo, Ms. Martin is kind and gentle. It’s really troublesome when bad people start eyeing her. “Someone has been writing letters to Ms. Martin recently, and the contents of the letters are very weird. They are also not considered love letters. There are words like ‘let’s die together,’ and some roses with bloodstains have also been attached together. It’s terrifying.

Martin said to me. “Oh I see a lot of things in her my friend,” I said, remembering our earlier session and her sexy cleavage, but I can’t say these things to Martin. It was my own little fantasy and Regina fit perfectly well in it. “I’ll go now, see ya later,” I said “Don’t forget the number,” Martin said as I was walking out.

“I love you, be careful.” He leaves with one last lingering glance and I’m left alone. I stand from the bed and go over to the window, looking down I see Martin walk out in his shirtless glory as warriors, as promised, walk towards him. They talk for a moment then disperse surrounding the house. I pad back over to the bed and sink under the covers…sensing I won’t get any sleep until Martin returns. Every sounds sets me off as I await for him. Every minute feels like hours and the possibility of my old best friend so near causes my heart too pound against my rib cage in a violent manner.

His words were like a slap to the face, and I could feel my temper flaring. “I'm sorry I don't drin—” I felt my voice catch in my throat as my gaze fell on the mark on the man's right palm. It was like time stopped, my body frozen in place, my jaw hanging open in shock as the familiar mark came into focus. Dread washed over me, my heart pounding in my chest as I slowly lifted my gaze to meet his face. Alex, the Alpha and son of the Martin family, stared back at me. My blood ran cold as the realization set in - this was one of the men who had assaulted me in the past.

*Of course, can't wait* *You're mine* she said. *I'm yours, and I love you* he replied with a chuckle. "What are you daydreaming about?" Martin asked, jolting him out of his mind communication. "Huh?" "Seems you're lost" Martin replied and Starr pulled his cheeks. "Hey!" Martin glared and Starr quickly rushed out of the cafeteria. "Punk" Martin muttered and stood. He went straight to the girls table. "Martin" Yolanda looked up and the rest did the same.

He trailed off, going into the nearest closet. Everybody knew what was happening. I was the only dumb one around here, knowing nothing about my mate's whereabouts. Even with everything, Martin had the audacity to lie at my face last night as if that was going to make the Alpha's he killed disappear. There was something unusual about everything. He wasn't attacking the Alpha's around us but Alpha's on the other side of the world. Why?