Mistery Or Mystery Novels & Stories

I can feel a shiver run down my spine as I gulp. Something is weird about the atmosphere... how come everyone suddenly disappears? I slowly swallow the candy that was sitting in my mouth. It was a soft candy, so it didn't hurt my throat. Clenching the handle of my bag tightly, I try to walk as normally as I could master. *Bathump! Bathump!* Calm down... there must be a reasonable explanation why this happened, right? A shadow shape of a person appeared behind me. The more I try to walk faster, the more it follows me. Turning around to the different alleyway, I tried to lose the shadow. Since I wasn't paying attention to where I'm heading, I ended up walking to a dead end.

Ophelia is calm, Ellon is aggressive, and Monais timid: they are grouped to work on their weak points and stabilize their strong points. ”We can’t always expect things to be straight and open; if that criminal were straight, then he would have already been caught when he was murdered for the first time. And the police wouldn’t take so much time and let another nine murders happen; if they can find the clue at first, then there is no need for nine other girls to die; this case may be tricky. But at least we can fight hard and try to get justice for all the girls if we can; this is our main priority also, so let’s move on and work on our best to fight hard” Ophelia knows that this case is a li

Joe said. "What? That's ridiculous, you're never afraid. It's the quality I admire the most about you," Kurt said. "But I am now. All our lives, we've had to deal with Sister Agnes and the nuns at the orphanage, rude store owners and stupid security guards. We could handle that but this, assassins with magical abilities, a destiny written in the stars, prophecy? I don't think I'm up for that," Joe said. "He's right," Lydia cut in, "I also wanted to know where I really came from but this was not what I was expecting. I can't do it either. It's too much all at once," She said.

The next morning, Landon sat in the dining room with Asher, waiting for breakfast. Suddenly, Little Asher waved at Landon with a mysterious look, piquing Landon's curiosity. He leaned over and lowered his voice. "Ash, what's up?" "Dad, I have a secret to tell you," little Asher whispered into Landon's ear. "What?" Landon perked up, listening attentively. Asher pursed his little lips. "Dad, Mommy secretly went to the amusement park." "How do you know that? Did Mommy tell you?" Landon asked in surprise.

It was well past nightfall when she arrived, the grounds eerily silent, shrouded in mist and the flicker of approaching stormlight. But something felt off the moment she stepped out of the car. The main door stood ajar, swaying gently on its hinges, as if it had been left open in a hurry—or forced. A sharp pulse of anxiety tightened in her chest. Cautiously, she stepped inside. The moment she entered the grand foyer, her breath caught. The once-elegant sala was in disarray—upturned furniture, shattered porcelain scattered across the marble floor, and a broken vase lying in pieces as if someone had hurled it in rage. The room radiated chaos and fear, and everything inside her screamed that sh

and they seemed to be shrouded in secrecy. Emma's mind was racing with questions. Was her sister's disappearance connected to The Order of the Phoenix? And what did they want with her?

Everything about her is unique,even her laugh can drive a man crazy with need. She resumed to her office when we get to work and I must say I wanted the little moment we shared to last forever. I just wanna be with her and I wasn't happy when we had to resume to our various offices. My secretary had asked about my moody face and I didn't waste time hiding it from her. I told it to her and she nudged me to confess to Linda as soon as possible. Disturbed,I went into my office and tried concentrating on my work but God!!!!!!, I couldn't focus, Linda's scent still lingered on my coat and I could feel her presence around me.

she lifted her eyebrows for a moment and said "You shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free. So, how are these words you're saying right now helping me!?" "That only applies to someone who understands. You can know the truth for so long but never understand. In the same way knowledge becomes power until it's put to practice... means you can have the knowledge but can't put it to practice. And that can only happen if you don't understand the knowledge. Until then, it becomes a mystery to an outsider. And you're an outsider." I said and she furrowed her brows saying "Who are you?" I stayed silence. and said afterwards

I was sure as hell that it was the same necklace on my painting, but I was really confused. Is there a possibility that my dream actually happened before? Polaris. Pol—Aris. Paul… Aris. I tilted my head as I closed my eyes deeply while intentionally ruining my hair. My heart thumped at an abnormal rate as confusion continued to eat my chest. If Paul and Aris were just the same, then why did I start dreaming about him when I was barely sixteen when I only met him just this year? I got deeply troubled. I felt jittery and anxious. I just didn’t know what to do. Everything seemed to be a puzzle where missing pieces were just hiding somewhere else waiting to be uncovered.

Misty, the weird brainy goddess of HCA and also a known beauty of her current school Edogawa High, had thought of this first instead of wondering if the shadow that appeared before her was a ghost or not. She worried more if there would be news of crime here reported tomorrow, if that shadow was that of a thief, or a kidnapper, or a rapist. If her conjecture was correct... oh no! Due to her odd sense of righteousness and cautiousness acting up, she seriously started to weigh out whether to check out what she saw or not.