Murder! Novels & Stories

I grabbed Linda's head and forced her to face me as I screamed at her almost hysterically. "Tell me! How did my parents really die?!" A deafening crash sounded outside as police officers broke through the door. They approached Linda and showed their badges. "We've found evidence linking you to a murder committed many years ago. You need to come with us and cooperate with the investigation." Linda trembled so fiercely that she could not speak. Another officer approached Jenny. "Ms. Jenny Moore, the weight-loss biotechnology company registered under your name is suspected of illegally harvesting fat cells. You'll need to come with us as well."

There was a sense of foreboding in her voice as she spoke over the phone, making it clear that the situation had escalated. Alexander's hands trembled slightly as he reached for the remote control and turned on the television. The news anchor's voice echoed through the room, and the screen displayed the headline of the hour: "High-Profile Murder Case Unfolds in London." The news segment offered a chilling account of the previous night's events. Dramatic music underlined the grim tone of the report, and images of the crime scene flashed across the screen. A cluster of police cars and flashing sirens created a stark tableau of chaos and crime. The reporters painted a vivid picture of the polic

The thought of joining his father in the afterlife inhabited his mind. The killer jerked Muhammad up by the collar of his shirt and picked up his knife from the floor bringing it towards his neck. The bastard was planning to slaughter him. Muhammad never knew where the energy came from, all he knew was that the desperation to survive propelled him upward on his feet as he slammed his upper skull into the lower jaw of his assailant. The murderer let go of him and yelped in pain before collapsing on a couch. Muhammad could now hear the sound of sirens from a distance. He could barely stay conscious as drowsiness slowly drowned his system.

“I don’t understand any of that.” “You do not understand? Are the words of my mouth older than you comprehend? What time is this?” “We are in the 21st century if that’s what you are asking.” She closes her eyes and meditates for a few seconds. “Do you understand me now?” Susan asks. “Yea, so mind telling me whose blood is on you?” “I really can’t tell. I killed a policeman that got between myself and my food.” “You shouldn’t go around killing people especially police officers. What the fuck have you done?”

When his mundane days finally ends as a new fun begins. "I... I am sorry! Forgive me! Please forgive m..." A ball of brown-haired head slips onto the ground. The smell of blood coated the black carpet but no one inches a little bit after seeing the murder scene. Slight city lights peers through the window but they are not enough to cover the whole room. The unattached body falters with a thud leaving the world in two-piece...

"I am assigned to the multiple homicides that you were involved in. I'd like to hear your accounts of the events if you would be so kind." "Homicide?" Chloe hadn't even thought what to call what had happened: adultery, homicide, murder, suicide, or just brainless insanity. She brought a shaky hand up to her forehead and shook her head back and forth. "Mrs. Harris?" Mr. Policeman tried to get her attention. She was mumbling. "Homicide. Adultery. Homicide. Murder. Homicide. Suicide." "Mrs. Harris? Chloe?" He said louder with that authority that, for some reason, comes so naturally to certain people in his position.

A picture of a trash bag appeared on the screen, together with a couple of blurred pixels of blood around it. “The police are now investigating what they have believed to be a murder.” Alice felt her thumping heart slowed. It was scary to think that there might be a murderer out there, but at least, it was not someone she knew. At least, it was not her fault. “That’s terrifying,” Wilson commented as he watched the news with her. “First, it was your friend, then now, this. This town is starting to crawl with dangerous people.” That night, Alice had a hard time sleeping. She shifted on her bed multiple times, she counted sheep and got herself a nice glass of warm milk, but the drowsiness of sl

“Help!" Mira didn't answer and Maddy's face now was purple, trying to catch her breath. She turned and looked at Mira. She was still standing on the same space they sat on. Blood streaked down on her gorgeous face. She was looking at Maddy, her eyes menacing and evil, all the anger in the world was in her face. Her jaw set and her teeth clattering. She looks like she wants to kill Maddy. Her fingers were twitching at her sides and she's breathing heavily.

Author's note: This is the English version of my novel entitled 'How To Be A Murderer,' I hope you guys enjoy and thank you very much for supporting its Filipino version. This is only fiction, and it can't happen in real life. I hope you guys enjoy reading this novel written by me. Love you all. Rules to be a murderer: Accuse someone of the crime you did. Be a liar. Be smart. Choose an appropriate weapon. Create a strong alibi.

Geneva walked through her trembling feet and thinking what she have done to arrest her, While she's walking backward, she heard "Put a handcuffs of him," "Him?" she said, when she turned around she saw they arresting a man, A man who threw the gun at her a while ago, he was arrested by committing a crime nearer, One of the cops staring at Geneva while shook his head, Geneva smiles out of embarrassment with her hand's up, She looked at her arms and annoyed that it still up, she let cops leave first before she let her arms down,