Murder Inc Story Novels & Stories

Of course, when sons betray their fathers, they die not from the stab of a knife but from the horror of betrayal. ‘ Who could have done something so heinous like this?’, she cried in anger. Her eyes blazed fire and her hair was flying everywhere. ‘ Who saw it first?’ A girl came forward from the crowd of servants and people. She was shivering in fear. ‘ When I came to arrange the dishes of food and to call out our guests, I saw him lying here already dead. I cried in fear’. No one had seen the murderer. None but Argus knew what had happened. He knelt down beside Selene and took hold of her. She buried her head on his chest and broke down into a rush of fresh tears.

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

"I already said it has nothing to do with Jake. Do you have trouble understanding basic sentences? My mom is recovering just fine in the hospital right now. She's perfectly fine. Stop exaggerating! "Hurry up and explain things to the police right now! If you continue to bully Jake like this, I'll divorce you!" That was the last straw. Feeling utterly disheartened, I said, "Fine. Then let's get a divorce." Seeing this, the police officer quickly intervened, "Ma'am, you've misunderstood. It was the head of security at your residential complex who filed the police report today. "If the other security guards hadn't told us, I would've really believed that the head of security simply doesn't unde

"... The murder time is said to be 2 am of last night, Kailash Solanki had left the 24/7 bar and near the alley he was found killed the same way as the infamous serial killer Kali kills her victims, police have given-..." "She's going to move ahead with this." Isha hissed as her fists clenched tightly. "Another one, that adds up to 5 in just two weeks." Ajay growled and the officers stood up glaring at the television screen. "She's a monster, we'll need to get her as soon as possible." Sandhya added. "Get me the details." Zero barked in frustration and the silence hung after his outbreak. Ali and the rest walked away to get the details while Shivaay stayed back with Zero waiting, he wanted t

“Hope that can of Coke isn’t the serial killer, ‘cause you’re squeezin’ it half to death.” I glance down at my tightened knuckles, realizing the metal's crumpling in my grip and I release my clenched fists. I force a weak chuckle, tossing the mangled can aside. “What’s up?” Her smirk fades and she lets out a sigh, as she drops a coin in the vending machine. “There’s been another murder...” My brows shoot up. “Another? Where?” “Under Parkston Bridge. Brutal, this one. It's even worse than the others.”

Ava I was relaxing in my office going through some files when the news caught my attention "It was reported this early morning that Xavier Morrison one of the important businessmen in New York was murdered in cold blood this morning with his secret girlfriend, the murderer remains unknown as the police are at the crime scene carrying out an investigation" I groaned in anger and turned off the news, boiling in fury. How dare that motherfucker die when I've not even carried out my revenge on him, after all he did is this the best way to die?

Then, I continued to talk. “The story is all about two young women who accidentally killed their teacher because he tried to abuse them. They erased all the evidence that will connect them to their crime, and they buried the corpse of their teacher underneath their school garden. Mantus Taylor wrote ten rules to be a murderer in the prologue of the novel.” I said to them, “Rule number one; accuse someone of the crime you did, rule number two; be a liar, rule number three; be smart, rule number four; choose an appropriate weapon, and rule number five; create a strong alibi. Those are the primary rules to be a better murderer,” I explained.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she swept a cold, mocking gaze over the crowd. "The Memory Decryptor is new, so some data corruption is to be expected. Maybe Wendy altered the memories in her final moments in a bid to drag Roland down with her. After all, she was even capable of killing her own in-laws." Another of Roland's subordinates rushed in, face pale. "Chief Turner! There's been another murder in the south district. The victim was gouged of flesh and had their bones severed. The method is identical to the previous cases." Roland staggered to his feet. When he saw me sitting lifeless in the chair, his entire body shook.

And then immediately wished I hadn't. "Miles Dyken, you are under arrest," agent Danna shouted immediately after entering the house. "What the hell?" I exclaimed "Mr. Dyken, you are under arrest for the murder of those four college students, Eddie Wilson, Mike Jenkins, Jason Parker, and Aaron Moreland. And let's not forget the mother of Marina Davis's mother, Eilene Davis," Danna said grimly. "I must say, you must be a sick son of a bitch to commit two murders in twenty-four hours."

Millions of thoughts crossed my mind, but none of them provided a satisfying answer. I picked up. "Meet me at the agency now. We need to talk." Her voice was cold. She gave no room for argument. The line went dead. I stared at the dark screen, my heart pounding. The card from Katherine felt heavy in my hand—a promise of freedom or a trap I couldn't yet see. I had just joined the Club Sisters. And now Madam Veronica wanted to see me. Whatever she had to say, I had a feeling it wasn't good.