Murder Mystery For Adults Novels & Stories

❣In Adrians Family house❣ Mrs Hareite ( Adrian stepmom) has not been herself since the day Adrians dad was murdered She felt soo guilty as she kept drinking everyday.. She was depressed..and almost obsessed with all the evil she partook in her entire life She really had feelings for Mr Brooke..but little did she know she'll be the reason behind his death Nina came to see Mrs Hareite Jaylene..and saw her sitted in her garden lost in thought

**** 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.

Ethan immediately caught on and took the pen from her hand, eyeing me with a sleazy, predatory gaze. "I don't buy that she's some innocent little girl," he said. Then, like he was teasing a dog, he dangled the pen in front of me and waved it around. "You want it? Crawl over here and beg me for it." My mind was already starting to fog over, and my legs were too weak to stand. Out of pure instinct, I crawled forward. "Oh my gosh! She's actually crawling!" "Quick, quick, get this on video! This is wild!"

She sighed and lay down on the makeshift bed she had made with dry leaves and old rags, waiting patiently for the dusk. Her eyes drooped, and she fell into a deep slumber dreaming about Asher and red roses. *** Asher let out an inhuman growl in frustration. Last night, another human was murdered right outside his territory. There was too much blood, some even seeping through the thin, white sheet that covered the victim’s body. The familiar metallic tang in the air made his gums ache, and at the same time, scrunch his nose. The human detective Ace Jackson approached him with a grim face. “Looks like the same MO,” he said.

''You wouldn't try that, murder me right here in this room. ''Murder?'' He laughed again. ''You can only murder a human being. You and your people have lived for thousands of years, doesn't it occur to you that you might have lived your share?'' He stood up now and bent down in front of me. ''I'll tell you the meaning of murder. Murder is what you do when you go out at night hunting unsuspecting people. When you steal little children away from lonely streets and suck their life's blood out of them. Murder is what you do when in the midst of having sex, you sink your fangs into an unsuspecting man's neck and slowly drain him of his life. Murder is what you were about to do to me.''

Her English accent was also very prominent, due "Wow murder mystery, that sounds interesting. Tell us a little bit more about it. "Okay, so this story is about Marissa Evans, who is a young college student in her second year of study. She gets into a relationship with her course-mate Isaac, a footballer, but then during a birthday party on campus, her best friend Trisha is murdered and all evidence points to Isaac alongside her friends as the suspects. Now Marissa, being a member of the mystery club has to work with the young and handsome Detective Roger, to crack the case. Shocking secrets are revealed and just who could the culprit be in her circle of unsuspicious friends, could it be her

PART FOUR: START LOVING YOU CHAPTER TWO Back in the Muriel’s company, Stefan was celebrating with Mr. Brown the good news. Good news he had been the protagonist from. In less than four months two murders had happened. “I don’t understand, that was too easy for you, right?” Mr. Brow said after reading the headline in the newspaper. Stefan pouring a glass of wine, smiled. “Well, too easy as you said, no, it wasn’t but I can’t say he became in the reason of my sleepless nights.”

I groaned. “There's also dead body turns up and no one knows who dunnit but special detective finds clues and takes out the bad guy in the nick of time.” Ryan laughed along with me. “Hey, I like reading those.” I chuckled, “A good mystery never hurt anybody.” “I want a mystery where the serial killer takes out the detective but dies in a hit and run as he tried to flee town.” Ryan quipped, bending to study another raunchy book cover. “I'm sure there's a book with that title somewhere.” I found myself relaxing a bit more. “Now that we're talking about it, maybe that's what I'm in the mood for. A good mystery.”

“I don't think you should ask him about things like that.” “It's okay, dad. It doesn't bother me. Go on, Miss Doris.” “Well,” Doris continued, “it was a very high-profile case, and it still is, because it isn’t resolved yet. It is about a six-year-old girl, a mini beauty queen, as I said, who was murdered in her house and it was never discovered who her murderer was. Investigators followed many leads but none found the culprit. Can you tell us something about it?” Joseph was silent for a few seconds looking at the floor, as if thinking, then he commented:

Bob said, chuckling. “Oh I don’t think that’s worse than investigating multiple murders, in which the only clue is the loans that they all the victims owe a certain bank”. “Yeah speaking of which, Danny I’m calling to tell you that you would have to open another case file, a fifth one” Bob said. Danny winced at the thought of having yet another victim of the mysterious killer. “Who’s the latest victim?” he asked “Owen Mclean an English businessman who deals mainly in real estate, I’d have my secretary send an email of the victim’s details to you, for profiling” Bob said.