Murder Mystery Story Novels & Stories

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'm really sorry miss, I didn't see you,’Alma apologized profusely, it was good that the cup was tight and the hot coffee didn't spill on her. "Can't you watch where you are going you filthy human," Lena said and walked off without looking back. Alma was astonished why she would refer to her as a human but her attention was drawn to the screen where an image of Damien and that of his father was being shown. Up until then they hadn't captured the two. Several mysterious murders which added up to two thousand in the last one year could finally be resolved as the mystery behind it was now unravelled. The news anchor also spoke about the survivor of the ordeal who was still receiving treatment a

Observing it he quirked a questioning brow at the title. Murderous case files, a thriller mystery book he had read years ago. Mainly consisting of gore and graphic details of killing he had dropped it, never even getting past the first chapter. If he recalled the very first sentence described a horrific scene of a man who had cut his wife's throat. Many would have stopped reading at the very first scene yet for some reason this woman was so intrigued with the book that she had nearly forgotten she was conversing with me. How interesting. The more I learn about her the more she seems to shock me.

Suddenly the lights went out and I quickly fell on the couch and closed my eyes. When the lights came back up everyone dramatically gasped and cried out. “She’s dead!” Grayson screamed. “There’s a murderer in this room!” “No fucking way!” Lee said excitedly. “It’s a murder mystery party!” “Detective Lee, you must solve this!” Lulu said hysterically. Lee quickly opened his envelope that had secrets about everyone here in it. I rose up from the couch. “You’re supposed to be dead,” Lee pointed out. “I’m a ghost,” I responded. “I cannot rest until my murderer is found. Any guesses right now?”

My composure broke for a split second. “ And guess what? They drowned too, just like Raven's mother but only this time it wasn't a bathtub but a lake.” He chuckled darkly.“ Isn't that a coincidence?” Brilliant bastard! He knows, he has always known. It's so unfortunate that I have no idea what he's talking about, isn't it? “ What a tragic event, Alex. But tell me.’’I curled my fist on the desk, leaning forward.“Why do you have so much interest in these murder cases, hmm?” I crooked a brow at him and I saw his shoulders stiffen.

I looked so calm that it seemed as if I had just killed a bunch of chickens instead of the family that I had lived with for years. "Damon is a monster. How could he be so calm after committing a murder?" "He might be mentally ill. Mrs. Larson knew his secret, so he killed them all." "Who knows who he's going to kill next? We all know his secret now. Will he kill us too?" "Evil people like him should be shot to death at once!" There was an uproar in the livestream as everyone clamored for me to die. However, a forensic expert suddenly pushed the door open and walked in. His brow was tightly furrowed as he held a report in his hand.

That man was none other than Q. But what really made my blood run cold was the fact that I had been targeted years in advance, all in preparation for the murder of a woman later on. The problem was, I didn't know Q at all. "What's in the diary?" Amber asked, her eyes fixed on my pale face. "Nothing much. Someone named Q came up, but I'm not sure if it's the same man who coerced Isla." "Could he have coerced Kaylee as well?" I shook my head. "No. He's spent years manipulating her into becoming a murderer."

"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."

B: 23 April 1977 Height: 166cm Weight: 109lb Age: 44 years old Crime: Kidnapping, ritualist, armed robbery, pen robbery, sexual assault. History: Once worked in a bank and was fired for pen robbery. Also known for kidnapping young girls, molesting them, and killing them in the end. Those who managed to escape will end up with a lifetime of trauma. “Oh my GOD, my baby has been in these people's hands for two weeks and nothing happened to her? I thank you GOD” she looked up at the officers with a shocked but grateful look on her face.

She pressed. "That depends on your idea of a mystery," I said. "For a writer of murder mysteries, each new bizarre detail makes the plot more difficult to construct and adds to the sense of mystery. But for us working in the real world," I continued, " the ordinary and drab crime with no pattern that poses the greatest difficulties. The sensational, bizarre, and outrageous crimes that make the most popular stories are the easiest to solve. This case has been very odd from the start, Sandra," I added, "and new information never hurts. From the analytical perspective, Hector's visit simplifies our task." "Does it not make things more difficult for you as well?" Sandra asked.