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As I sat there, numb from confusion and fright, I wondered what secret he was hiding. The glint I saw in his eyes was really suspicion. It was the glint of a first time murderer staring at the body it just killed. I've never thought of my father as a bad man, nor has he given me any reason to doubt his love for me or my mother. I had always enjoyed my family and saw it as the best. Our home had always been peaceful, with everyone smiling all day.

BELLA The 21-year-old girl from North Carolina, missing for ten months, found dead. Suicide or murder?—the morning headline said. I was tired of hearing Mamma’s sob every time I entered this house. The more I wanted to forget what I had seen, the more I sank. The feeling of guilt seared within me, like a flame that never douted. “I don’t understand why the police are claiming it to be suicide when it isn’t,” Val said, sitting at the edge of the bed. “She goes missing for a year straight. Then, she’s found drowned in a lake.”

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Sharon McQueen looked happy, and when she blew me a kiss, worded ‘Thank you’, and then slowly faded from sight, my heart skipped a beat. When I finally turned and looked at the road before us, the world indeed seemed to be a brighter place. Author’s note. In my first novel, I wanted to tip my hat to a very influential story, Raymond Chandler’s the Big Sleep, and though many elements of this hardboiled detective story made it into my tale, the one thing I could never seem to make work was the romance story. So, when I was asked if I had such a story that could be entered into this collection, I realised here was my chance to fix that omission. There are also elements from other classic noir/r

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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.

“I don’t care if you are guilty or not; I just want my daughter back.” “For your information, I wasn’t his accomplice,” I told him. I was the one that brought him down and took all his business. I made the bastard pay for dragging my brothers and me through his sick murderous rampage. We would have to pay penance for the rest of our lives. Some of the men we killed weren’t exactly innocent, but they didn’t deserve to die either. The moment he cut Nikolai’s face, he was a dead man to me. I should have murdered him but seeing him rot in prison seemed so much sweeter.

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

She caressed the words with her fingertips as she read them aloud. Protect her at the cost of your life Elle est la solution She sighed in confusion and she was exhausted to solve the mystery behind these words. She slept that night clutching the memoir and letter to her chest. A little girl was unaware of the sacrifices that words hold.

Her feet were crossed behind her, moving from side to side as the rest of her body moved to whatever tune was playing in her mind. I found myself constantly distracted by her movements. The emails were going unanswered while she was reading one of those sex books she’d found in one of the rooms. One of my wolves enjoyed some kinky books, which I didn’t have a problem with Emma reading. Anything that got my woman hot and horny was only a benefit to me. Ethan's POV:::