Murdle Novels & Stories

Melinda swiftly ran towards me, she bent down to examine my pups, running her hands through their chest to feel their pulse, checking if they were still alive. “They are not dead.” She squealed. “What??” I yelped. “They are not dead??" I said in a curious tone. "Then why are they covered in blood?” I questioned. I bent down instantly, and I grabbed the pups, looking to confirm Melinda's assertion. “Only one of them is dead. The others survived. He only managed to kill one, and I guess the blood splashed onto the others.” Melinda added.

Mother: "Leo, what's wrong? You seem troubled. Of course, come in." Leo stepped into the room, the weight of his discovery weighing heavily upon him. He took a deep breath, searching for the right words to convey the magnitude of his concerns. Leo: "Mom, I need to talk to you about something... something I've discovered about Dad." Mother: pauses, a hint of apprehension in her eyes "What is it, Leo?" Leo: takes a deep breath,"I found out that Dad... he's a murderer." Mother: "I... I don't know what you're talking about, Leo. You must be mistaken."

Esme explained. "Why do we need to find this girl?" I asked. "Beta Muriel, let me ask you something. How did you kill those who took your son's life?" Esme questioned. "I tore their throats and let them bleed slowly. I applied an anticoagulant to prolong their agony," Muriel responded. "Then tell me, why do you think we need to find this girl, who by now must be a grown woman in her twenties, and probably doesn't remember where she comes from?" Esme asked.

He asked raising his voice a bit. Spade clenched his jaw and shut his eyes momentarily before opening them back again. "She knows he's dead, but she doesn't know who killed him, she was only told he died of a gun shot wound to the head by an unknown person" Nate let out an exasperated breath, running his hands through his scattered locks. "So what? She's gonna live the rest of her life not knowing that her husband was in the fucking Mafia"? Spade's hands around the steering wheel clutched on it tighter as he felt his whole body flame up, hearing Nate curse just took him off course, forgetting about the reason why he cursed in the first place but only focusing on how it sounded coming out of

She wasn’t in the same world as Andre and Sharon, not right now. Raven turned on the TV, volume low so as not to wake Kade down the hall. The pretty anchor at her desk was staring into the camera with a professionally intense expression, intoning: “Continuing our coverage this morning: the world of high finance was rocked today by the news of the murder of Garth Lu, a titan of the Oriri holding company.” Raven’s stomach got tight. Murder. So it hadn’t been disguised. Could they possibly trace the bullet to Kade…?

Ellie “How did it go?” I asked with deep curiosity. Murray and Isla were both back from the pack house, and I needed to know what went down before I would burst open in my state of pent-up curiosity. I glanced over at Murray sitting on a wooden chair beside the door, he quietly lit up the cigarette that he held between his lips. I could see his eyes were swollen from the tears he shedded to solidify the fake news, and some part of his arm had dried bloodstains---dried fake bloodstains. “We're to bury our dead. I guess our plan went down well,” Isla said as she and Manny stood beside the corpse, “Now you've got to get this corpse breathing once more,” I turned and watched her go over to a rac

A bone-deep chill ripped through me as a thought I couldn't control slipped out of my mouth. "You're saying… Mike killed the other four guys in the van to get revenge, and then… he killed himself?" Alex gave a slow nod. "That's one way to read it."

Stephen leaped on him, taking him down with him. "Steph". Ace called him but it was late. Callum saw his eyes flashing yellow. A bright yellow. Pupils dilated. Stephen had Adam's neck exposed as his fangs elongated and the last thing Callum saw was those fangs sinking in the crook of Adam's neck and then he lost his consciousness. It was too much for him. "Tsk tsk tsk. You let your wolf overpower you". Zol said unamused. Though they didn’t put any charge on Stephen for killing Adam, because they knew Adam had few things on his hands to be taken care of. But they were kind of disappointed.

His fingers shook as he swept a cold smile across the crowd. “The memory decoder is a new product. Data misalignment is normal. Maybe Finn altered the memories before he died to drag his wife down with him. After all, he’s a murderer who even dared to kill his wife's parents!” A team member burst in, face ashen, shouting, “Chief! Another murder just happened in the south district! The victim was carved up and had bones severed—the method is exactly the same!” Linda struggled to her feet. She looked at me slumped in the chair, long devoid of life, her whole body shaking.

The air grew heavy, and he breathed with the weight of an ancient secret about to awaken. Detective Muhammad turned his eyes toward Sheikh Shams al-Duhur, his voice trembling with a faint tremor: Muhammad: Malik... Malik is a murderer who commands evil spirits to kill the innocent. The police cannot arrest him... Shams al-Duhur slowly raised his hand, and Muhammad's voice fell silent, as if an unseen force had sealed his lips. A strange gleam flickered in the Sheikh's eyes as he spoke, his deep voice breaking the silence: