Mystery Authors Female Novels & Stories

Uncle Stanley seemed upset. [Who makes jokes like that? Your girlfriend is completely unreliable. How could she joke about something that affects Olivia's reputation?] Aunt Josephine agreed. [That's true. What will people think of Olivia if this gets out?] Milton was panicking, but I was busy reading a message from Kay. [I found her. The woman's name is Lindsay Salazar. She works in sales and was a college classmate of Milton's. Turns out, she has a fiancé.]

1 VIKTOR I lay back, Sabrina nestled beside me, her soft breaths a steady rhythm against the harsh thrum of my thoughts. She was warm, comforting, her scent something that grounded me, but my mind was a different place entirely. It always was. I couldn’t stop the ghosts that haunted me—those women who had tried to kill me, who had thought they could outsmart me, end me. I’d already eliminated them. All of them. The first one, Mia, she came to mind easily.

Raquel's POV Where do writers get their inspiration? This is the most common question I have been asked for years. I am Raquel Peterson, one of the bestselling authors of romance novels. I am not in a relationship with anyone so people are puzzled where I get my inspirations. I had my first book published when I was twenty and since then I have twelve more books published. I may have found what the readers love and I was able to create a fantasy that they all fall for. My books weren’t merely on paper but were made into movies and TV series.

“I don’t know,” she said. “Do you like to read? I blog about books, specifically horror and thriller books.” “Like Stephen King?” She nodded. “Stephen King, Dean Koontz, David W. Wright, Sean Platt, and, ah, Dan Wells.” He nodded slowly as she listed her favorite authors. “What about A. A. Abernathy?” Fuck! “You read Abernathy?” “Yeah, I just picked up the latest one. It’s pretty good so far.”

It’s quiet and peaceful, and without Alice or anyone else here, I finally feel like myself for the first time since I’ve come to this castle. I easily spend an hour scouring just one bookshelf and come away with a stack of novels to read. With a smile on my face and my arms heavy with books, I waddle over to the seating area beneath the large window with the stained glass rose at the top and plop myself down to read. The first novel I pick up is the first in a series about a young female detective who is working on a murder case. It’s a page-turner, and within half an hour I’m already several chapters in and completely enthralled.

Mary Davies I woke up this morning to find out I have a new email notifications on my phone. I sat up in bed, as I scrolled through my phone. I hardly have messages in my G***l, apart from the few messages I get from the new blog I follow since I have gotten here in Minazuela. I've been following a story on a book blog, which is written by a writer called OD Eleven. Sweet sensation is a mafia romance book that makes me wonder if Mafia's really existed in our world.

, Rachel grunts. I want to say "Why", but I don't want to risk sounding like a creep so I whatever her and go back to going through the rest of the shelf even though I'd done that a thousand times before. I drag my hands across the spines of the books; Kara Taylor's Prep School Confidential, Carol Wyer's The Secret Admirer, and Megan Goldin's The Night Swim. You would be subtle to call Rachel a crime-thriller addict - she's more of a crime freak. The Night Swim. There is a piece of paper sticking out of it. I pull it out of the book. Something is scribbled across it in Rachel's handwriting.

She avoided all their eyes and continued to take care of Anna, who was squealing quietly upon every spoonful of her favorite potato rosti. “I’m looking for The Anthem of Lycanthropy’s author, L.M.H. Does anyone here know her?” She stilled. Her hand holding the spoon for Anna was suspended mid-air as she felt her blood run cold. The…what? The ladies looked at each other and shook their heads, knowing nothing about her alias in the world of literature. “No, we don’t know her.” Axel stole a knowing glance from her and nodded. “Huh, I’m pretty sure she lives just somewhere around here, do any of you—“

If you're looking for new books/authors to read while waiting for Charity's book to drop in August of 2023 I highly recommend these women who have come to mean so much to me. Miri Googag, has "The Alpha's Guardian series," and 8 other completed book on GoodNovel with one on going story- The Mates Gamble. Allie Cartsen's- has 2 stories on GoodNovel. "A Prophecy of Crowns and Harmony" and "The Alpha's Penpal"- both stories are completed. Onyx Queen, is not only an amazing cover designer who has helped revamped the entire Silver Run Series photo covers, she has a couple books on GoodNovel as well. "The Lycan King's Feisty Hostage." and "The Dragon Prince Thief."

Since he was tired of standing. He had to search for the signs he was seeing then he could get it. Then he began typing in. The signs he was seeing, he described her and every other thing he knew about her. Then he clicks search. He saw it. Everything about it. There was a picture of a girl too. Her hair was white. The name. Mysterious demon. Always a female. That was it. He didn’t know when he sat down. And began reading. Everything was in there.