Murder Mystery Characters Novels & Stories

**** Grief hung heavily in the air within the Maxwell mansion after the hullabaloo of their son's murder remained unsolved. With the passage of time, hope gradually faded, and the search for the killer was reluctantly abandoned. The atmosphere in the mansion grew somber, a blend of fond memories of their lost son and the burden of unanswered inquiries. As the trail turned cold, a resolute detective named Evelyn Greywood entered their home as she was secretly hired, sparking a renewed investigation. Through her careful review of evidence and interviews, she began to uncover concealed family tensions and buried secrets that had long been overlooked.

There are five witnesses that need to be interviewed as well as the primary suspect from the murder scene. He’s lawyered up and has declined to answer questions to date, but his attorney said he's ready to talk now. Max decided to keep him waiting as long as he kept him waiting. Setting up the interview for late afternoon gives Max time to talk to the witnesses and get as much extra information as he can. Spending the rest of the morning making notes on his computer, reviewing photos and contacting the crime scene unit to follow up on older cases. With no new progress from the evidence department Max leaves the office, grabs some lunch, and makes his way his way to speak to the suspect and

What ever she must have been thinking when she had made that promise, she did not know, but what she knew now was that she had made that promise and now was not the time to be relaxing or slacking. She leaned against the stone bench as she waited to spot her daughter coming out of the school while keeping her mind occupied with work and the boggling case she had at hand. The killer was strategic, she had to give that to him, but just how good was he? He had managed to remain anonymous from the Clarissa Jan’s killing, so much so that not even a profile could be made of him, not a trace, not a witness. Nothing. Not even a motive. And although now, they still could not figure out his motive, bu

Detective Harry Macmillan was in an office at Scotland Yard, who had taken an oath herself, to find the murderer of Willemina Winchester; she was analyzing some papers, they were the notes on how the body had been found, with a couple of holes in the neck, some of the funeral service agents and others said with fear; "It must be a vampire", "or some demonic being", those were the rumors that ran through the streets of the city, in the other bodies that had been found the marks were the same, he had his fountain pen between his lips and his nose, he thoughtfully read each one of those notes.

Alice and her squad were still at the crime scene investigating the homicide that had taken place. They were looking for any possible clues to find the murderer. Right about now she was interrogating the two neighbors if they noticed any unfamiliar occurrences last night. Mr Oscar said he was sleeping soundly last night and didn't hear anything odd in the neighborhood. "Or honey did you hear anything?" Mr Oscar asks his wife and she nods. "I heard screams" Mrs Oscar and Mrs George the second neighbor answered in unison.

"Don't promise what you can't deliver. Many detectives worked the case before. They all ended up murdered. I'm warning you for your own good." I couldn't stop the shiver that bolts down my spine. All the detectives who solved this case ended up dead? And without doubt, by the killers of the boy?! My brain went through an instant override, and then it dawned on me. Whoever might have killed this boy sure has mad connections. My pulse runs at an accelerating speed. I sip from my coffee. Then, maintaining calmness, I speak. "I've never failed a case in my life." And that's a fact. "We have a deal?"

That's the one should Anastasia find out because the book doesn't elaborate the real motive. Anastasia then look to the right and found Scholar Francis. Yes, she finally remember him. The one who got invited from the palace. Then the last character is Detective Alice Potter. The detective that Señorita Laura trust the most when their son got murdered and the detective found the culprit for them. Apparently they become a good friends that's why she's invited here. But there are only twelve characters in the book. And if she counted it correctly, they are currently thirteen inside the room.

We quickly assembled our burgers in the kitchen before adjourning to the dining room, where my brothers quickly read through their assigned envelopes before introducing their characters. Matt was Mr. Basil Thyme, a doctor who had a gambling addiction. Mikey was Mr. Bramble Birch, the mafia boss who was the prime suspect in the murder of a stripper named Azalea. The glorious name of Kale Forest was given to Daniel who muttered grumpily that he didn't even like kale before he resigned himself to his role of nightclub owner and unbuttoned the top three buttons of his collared shirt, rolling the sleeves up to the elbows. "I don't think my heels are high enough to play this… ummm… lady of the ni

"Who are the family members of the patient? We received a report from the hospital and need to look into the situation." Sophie immediately lunged at them. "Officers! It's her! My daughter-in-law! She went over to give my mother-in-law medicine yesterday! She murdered her!" The officers turned their gazes to me. "Miss, did you deliver medicine to the deceased yesterday?" "I did, but—" "Where is the pill bottle now?" Leon finally spoke up, his voice chillingly calm. "Officers, the bottle should still be on the coffee table at my grandma's place. It's bound to have my wife's fingerprints on it, since she's the one who was taking care of it."

-MyMischievous_M (Warning: There's a typographical and grammatical error ahead so bear with the author because she's still learning and trying to be better day by day. SYNOPSIS: Majesty Greyish Lux is a detective who wants to unfold the truth about the crime that happened 10 years ago. Her first love got murdered and she was the only witness. But after 10 years the murderer is still unknown to her. She never saw the face of the man who murdered her first love so she chose to be a detective to find the culprit.