Murdle Novels & Stories

The response I got spurted goosebumps from my skin. The connection between Vincent Ellmord and the Mafia has only been rumored. It is assumed but never confirmed that he is guilty of various murder cases including but not limited to the murder of Justice Omar Theodore, Mr. and Mrs. Prescott, Minister Galloway, and other unlisted murder cases. The murder was suspected to be connected with Mr. Vincent Ellmord because of the similar killing pattern. *The next image is gruesome, view at your own risk. I slammed my laptop shut because I couldn’t bear to look at those images. Whoever killed those men is brutal and has no regard for human life. Unable to dig further, I turned off my laptop and focu

"It's me, Madoxe. ''She searched her memories for that man and didn't find any. Was she supposed to know him? She didn't know any male with this obnoxious name, she would have remembered. He seemed quite old, his tone grave and shaking as if he was scared. " Avenge us." She stare blankly at the different detergent and broom in front of her, shocked. The order came out of nowhere, so abruptly that she didn't promptly refuse. "But... First, you must know. " He was delirious. Why would she avenge them? And who were they? " You have the wrong person. " but a mind link is not like a cell phone number, it cannot be acquired without meeting the person first, so she must know him. If only she could

"Yes, there are some who want money. Some who are just plain crazy. Some who like killing for the sake of it." I know where this is going. "And some who want to kill just because they hate non-humans?" She nods. "Yes. They're called purists." "So, the Silver Hunters have all these different factions within the group... And no one knows anything about them?" "Not until they're in your face." Alice stops walking. "Until it's too late." Ice fills my veins, and the wolf in the woods comes to mind. Was that a normal animal I saw? Or something else?

Still, because I had become used to the excruciating sensation of vervain, I chose to ignore that it was causing the skin on my hands to burn. I gave him a wink and replied, "That's for me to know and for you to never find out." This infuriates him even further since he quickly grabbed another book and began rereading it. "1775. Kurt Luke, accused of murder, was found dead by the creek. He was ripped to shreds. I've been to many different towns and heard stories about this. People are being murdered without any explanation. There is no evidence to support the case. They call it the Pearl. You never know who the victim is going to be, and you never know how they're going to die. One day, out

she pulls my head back up "I'm-I'm not sad," I tell her surprised by my mind and feelings, "At all," I add "Well you never actually feel pain," she says "That's a condition, Mika. I feel emotional pain, or I was supposed to," My eyebrows furrow, "I saw him," I whispered "You saw him? Saw who?" She asks "Ha-Death I mean," I tell her turning to face her "You saw him?" She questioned as shock crossed her face, "I knew you were special," she whispers

I squeeze my hands together to get them to stop shaking and hope Muriel doesn’t see. “Why did she think you had something to do with the attack on the Luna?” “She must have heard the suspicions that the Luna raised against me. I’m sure I cleared those at the last meeting.” Muriel is silent again, then he grabs the brown envelope and pours the contents on the table between us. A bunch of photos of the gruesome murder of the cook and the mutilation of her body stare up at me. The sight of the massacre on the cook calms me, my heart beats at a slower rhythm and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “I think these pictures prove I had nothing to do with the cook’s death.” “Why do you s

I've had that feeling before and it's still fresh in my memory. “She went up to check on Lila,” I responded, striking a pose as I watched my claws grow longer until they reached their limits. My fangs stuck out of the corner of my mouth, ready to devour whoever would stand in my way. “We have a murderer in the building, maybe more than one. We're not sure.” I spoke with my voice steady and intentional. His brow shot up in a questioning manner. “Morinda was murdered.” His brow twitched as realization dawned on him, he understood the hidden meaning in my words.

The head council announced. “The first case has to do with the rising issue of the arrival of the army of the dead. And the second….murder. A corpse was found in lake Zesteri, and there's a suspect, but the council has little evidence. Now we’d vote. Signify by raising your hands if you want the murder issue to be addressed first, and you can keep your hands down if you want the army of the dead issue to be addressed first.” The head council stated.

Mrs Valerie muttered, taking the apple from the table. Mara nodded and Mrs Valerie started eating her apple. The moment Mara turn on the TV, the News flash like a dream to Mrs Valerie as he eyes snapped open, her apple fell straight to the floor. “No, No, Noooooo!!!! BREAKING NEWS: POPULAR BILLIONAIRE KNOWN AS ANTHONY HARFORD OVERSEAS COUSIN FOUND DEAD IN THE CITY OF ANGELA'S SMALL EATERY. AND THE KILLER ALREADY ARRESTED AND WILL BE TRIED IN COURT IN THREE BUSINESS DAYS.

And yet— Yet here he was, trying to drown his sorrows in alcohol, like that ever helped anyone. Victor’s eyes were suddenly drawn in by the low flicker of lights coming from the flat screen television. He tried to drown out the sound of the same news that had been blasting all over the country. “…….OVER FIFTY MANGLED BODIES WERE DISCOVERED DEAD IN AN ABANDONED WAREHOUSE LOCATED IN TULLMERE. AUTHORITIES SUSPECT THAT THIS MAY NOT BE THE WORK OF A WILD ANIMAL, BUT A SERIAL KILLER INSTEAD. INVESTIGATIONS ARE STILL ONGOING….”