Murder Drones Hair Novels & Stories

Catelyn lost everything: her father, her family, her pride…and her innocence overnight.When her father was falsely accused of murder, she sacrificed herself to stay the night with a man that was meant to be her fiance, only to be abandoned later.Pregnant with twins, she hid away and only managed to keep one of her children after an accident. Now, her fate is entangled with that of the most powerful man in Sapphire City, and his supposedly 'illegitimate' son.

Kanya Arundhati, a horror-thriller novelist on a well-known platform. Kanya a beautiful woman with natural red lips, always had nightmares every time she wrote a murder scene, then a man in would appear into her dream and whisper the words, “Make a wish.”In the recurring dream, Kanya will the man in .Kanya herself did not know who this man was until the face of the man in her dreams appeared in real life.What will Kanya do to avoid that man, and who is the mysterious man in her dreams? Is it the same person?

Seventeen-year-old Kira Volkov has survived eleven years as a rogue wolf by staying invisible, no pack, no attachments, no questions about the blood-soaked night that stole her memories. But when she's caught at the murder scene of a Silvercrest Pack elite, her carefully constructed anonymity shatters. Revealed as a Blood Heir, a wolf who can steal and wield others' abilities, Kira faces execution unless she accepts an impossible bargain: become the guardian of Dante Silvercrest, the pack heir

Charles is given his first assignment in a cult group, he is asked to murder a teenage girl, he agrees to do this since he is after the reward. What happens when he finds out that he his assignment is the only girl he has loved... He is left with two options, Either he does his assignment and loose his lover or he doesn't do it and loose his life and reward.

Alaina is a dark skin girl who is learning and trying to love her self for who she is inside and out, but that can be hard because not many people in this world like dark skins, read about her journey of self love and unconditional love.There's nothing wrong with having more melanin than others.Brown sugar and spice and hair with no lice my God she's a black woman. I do not own the cover photo

On our tenth wedding anniversary, I made a special trip to the salon to have my hair done. While settling the bill, I noticed an extra charge on my account. It was a coloring and perm package. Judging by the price, it was a package meant for waist-length hair. Mine had been cropped short for seven or eight years. I called my husband, Jason Moore. "Have you used my salon membership card recently?" There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before he laughed lightly, "Oh, I lent it to Quincy a few days ago." Quincy Hahn was his business partner, a fine arts student with long hair. She treasured her natural curls more than anything. She would never be willing to dye or perm it. More importantly, her elder sister was a major shareholder of this salon. Why would she ever need to use my card? I said nothing more and ended the call. Then, I headed straight to a location displayed on my phone. In the cafe, a long-haired lady was nestled in Jason's arms. Her freshly permed curls were soft and bouncy, framing her blushed face with certain demureness. Jason had always complained that my short hair made me look rough and manly. I lacked gentleness and charm. It seemed this long-haired lady suited his tastes perfectly.

“Where’s that bastard?” My eyes snapped toward the woman storming into the room like a hurricane. “I couldn’t stop her, Mr. Darian!” I waved the guy away and studied the woman whose hair looked like it had gone through war, clearly fighting her way up here. My brothers looked just as entertained as I did confused. “Which bastard?” “My bastard of a husband! Where is Darian Freeman?” My brothers burst out laughing like they’d just witnessed the world’s finest comedy show. I, however, failed to see the joke. She smoothed her wild hair, fixing those hazel eyes on me. “Tell me where he is. I swear I won’t kill him. I just want to shove these papers down his throat,” she said, waving the papers in my face. “There must be a mistake,” I said, still trying to piece this insanity together. “Oh stop feeding me fairy tales! Where is that son of a bitch?” “Are you insane? There’s clearly a mistake here! I am Darian Freeman and I am one hundred percent sure I am not your husband!”

My younger brother, Ian Green, was caught for robbery, but my mother forced me to take the blame for him. I refused, so my mother took a knife and attempted suicide. She knew that I was filial and would not want her to suffer any harm, so I gave in. However, my mother had no idea that I also took responsibility for a murder he committed. After I was sentenced to death, she went insane looking for me.

To avoid the death sentence, Jeremiah has to solve the murder cases that happened in the Blackfrost castle. *** Jeremiah, the only omega who lived in BlackFrost castle was falsely accused for a crime he didn't commit. King Jayden Blackfrost, who blindly judge Jeremiah based on his hatred on Omega kin, sentenced Jeremiah to death. Without knowing that it would be something that King Jayden will regret the most. Could Jeremiah reveal the truth and escape from his cruel fate?

Lucy was sold to Antonio Martinelli, the former boss of the biggest Italian mafia when she was 14 years old. After spending years in the "safe house," Lucy is delivered to his son Luca Martinelli, the new leader, as a birthday gift. Luca fights the urge to fall in love with the ebony beauty as Lucy attempts to keep a promise she made and regain her former self. Will they endure all the deceit, lust, murder, and betrayal committed in the name of love together?