Murder Books Novels & Stories

Wendy Another library. Another dead end. So far, anyway. "Nothing." I close the book louder than I mean to, and a woman at the next table over glares at me. I make an apologetic face and shrink into myself. "Same here." Alec pushes his book away. The local library on the third island isn't much bigger than a house, and the number of books on local lore amounts to what can hardly be called a stack. "Maybe this is pointless," I mumble. "Igor spent decades searching for the coin. What makes us think we can find it in a few days?"

Harper, Broslin’s black sheep turned cop, was the only other person in the office. “Want some coffee?” he asked Jack as he put down his phone and headed for the coffee machine. “Had too much already. Hey,” Jack called after him. “Any missing persons since I’ve been out?” Harper poured his coffee, then strode back to him, tall and lean, a ladies’ man, if the gossip was to be believed. To his credit, he didn’t parade his women around the office like Joe. Harper liked to keep his private life private. “No one’s gone missing. A single murder all week, early this morning, not ours, over in West Grove. Looks like nephew kept his old-man uncle locked up in a closet, starved him to death while he sp

Laura’s crimes were quickly uncovered. During surgery, she had deliberately neglected her duties. Knowing full well that Anthony was unqualified, she insisted on placing him on the operating table. She treated human life as a joke, and in the end, the patient died on the table. She was also implicated in multiple other charges, including kidnapping, illegal drug administration, and intentional bodily harm. The police submitted a full set of evidence to the prosecutor’s office, and the prosecution immediately filed charges, requesting cumulative sentencing for all offenses.

With Grim Marie on the prowl, the hunter becomes the hunted. Pretty Little Dead Girls: A Novel of Murder and Whimsy—Bryony Adams is destined to be murdered, but fortunately Fate has terrible marksmanship. In order to survive, she must run as far and as fast as she can. After arriving in Seattle, Bryony befriends a tortured musician, a market fish-thrower, and a starry-eyed hero who is secretly a serial killer bent on fulfilling Bryony’s dark destiny. If you enjoyed this book, I’m sure you’ll also like the following titles:

I was in the library as usual reading a book I picked from the shelf when the door suddenly opened. The devil was back! He looked at me with a smirk on his face. “Nice choice of book for someone as innocent as you”. The book was about murder. A mystery novel to help keep my mind occupied rather than dwelling on my problems. I liked romance as much as the next girl but needed something darker and more compelling. Something more relatable to the state of my life.

Avery and Gio were in their bedroom. I made myself a cup of coffee, locking myself inside the library and searching for a book that would satisfy my craving. I came across a novel titled 'The Black Dahlia' by James Ellroy. The title was quite interesting, so I grabbed the book and sat on one of the armchairs, making myself comfortable and beginning to read. The story was intense. I was sucked into it. i was so invested in the crime fiction book that I almost missed the sound of a knock coming from the door. I used my pen to keep track of the page number, before looking up to see who the hell interrupted my moment with the book.

I go the book I am currently reading, it is murder mystery/ thriller, titled ‘As good as dead’ and it is very interesting and intriguing. It was about a girl about to go to college, she is Blake’s age and she had spent the past two years solving murder cases and now she is clearly traumatized since in the last book, she had a guy die in her arms. I am not far in, I just started it on the plane and I have had much time to finish the book.

I beamed. "Crazy, isn't it?" "Fucking crazy, for real." "First, we put THE DA VINCI CODE by DAN BROWN here." He picked out the book and inserted it in the center line of the shelf. He put HOW TO STOP TIME by MATT HAIG, followed by EVERGREEN by NAOMI HIRAHARA. "Then KISS THE GIRLS by JAMES PATTERSON." He put it next to the first book. "I've read that." I went on in a spur of excitement. "It's a thriller and mystery novel about a detective who's trying to track down a serial killer. So many twists and cliffhangers. Total page-turner." I giggled.

" My head shot up as my eyes locked on Alex, bloodshot and wild. My voice was raw as I barked furiously, "And when they were done, when they finally realized what they did, they panicked. Those cowards—those killers! They smashed Sharon's face in with rocks! "Then they dumped her like trash… off the steepest cliff in Deadman's Hollow!"

"Mr Powell I told you to stay in there until our backup arrive, what are you doing out here?" "I want to know if this lunatic was the one that murdered my daughter!" Powell replied sternly and squats in front of Dark Blood. He scrolled through his pictures and clicked on her daughter photo and showed him the phone screen, "Take a close look at her, she's in the grave now because a heartless beast like you must have murdered her. Was it really you who did it?" Dark Blood slowly glances up at the phone in front of him and he smirks. "She doesn't look like my taste, if she was my taste I bet I would have been the one to murder her cold-bloodedly.