Novel & Cerita Mystery Series

The news is going on currently now. “The mystery about Becca’s disappearance and Ruby’s dead in an accident is about to be revealed in Roshord,” the news report started.

Connor confirmed my suspicion. And it dawned on me Ryan must have hurt Danre because he helped me! “But I don't think you should,” Xavier added. “Is everything fine, what's wrong with everyone glancing at each other?” Felicity was confused too. “If anyone is going to tell her it should be me.” Lisa gestured with her hands. “Why you?” Liam frowned. The suspense is killing me and I prayed that both of them wouldn't argue about who would spill the beans. “Because.” Lisa poked the berries on the plate. “We are best buddies.” She smirked at me.

"Media's already calling it the 'Ritual Killer.' I've got the mayor breathing down my neck and a task force from the FBI circling." "We need more time," Rick insisted. "If the feds take over—" "They'll botch the investigation," Casie finished. "The scene had specific markers consistent with the others. We're building a profile." What she couldn't say was that federal involvement would bring scrutiny no supernatural being could afford. The old families had ways of handling exposure, and those ways typically ended with convenient accidents for anyone who knew too much. Mendoza studied her with tired eyes. "You got something, Blackwood? Because right now, 'ritual killer' is all we've got, and t

I can feel a shiver run down my spine as I gulp. Something is weird about the atmosphere... how come everyone suddenly disappears? I slowly swallow the candy that was sitting in my mouth. It was a soft candy, so it didn't hurt my throat. Clenching the handle of my bag tightly, I try to walk as normally as I could master. *Bathump! Bathump!* Calm down... there must be a reasonable explanation why this happened, right? A shadow shape of a person appeared behind me. The more I try to walk faster, the more it follows me. Turning around to the different alleyway, I tried to lose the shadow. Since I wasn't paying attention to where I'm heading, I ended up walking to a dead end.

“Don’t be shocked, okay? I also reviewed the footage and found out that there was no driver. Jerome traced the plate number but it was odd that it wasn’t even registered.” The hair on the back of my neck stood up after what I heard from him and that made me flinched at the moment. That was the same dark and mysterious night where all I could see was complete darkness in the balcony. I felt a flash of terror on my chest but I didn’t make it transparent to him. Would that be Juno’s doing? She might have wanted to kill me out of jealousy. “Can you promise me one thing, Aris?” I stopped from walking that made him do the same thing.

Ophelia is calm, Ellon is aggressive, and Monais timid: they are grouped to work on their weak points and stabilize their strong points. ”We can’t always expect things to be straight and open; if that criminal were straight, then he would have already been caught when he was murdered for the first time. And the police wouldn’t take so much time and let another nine murders happen; if they can find the clue at first, then there is no need for nine other girls to die; this case may be tricky. But at least we can fight hard and try to get justice for all the girls if we can; this is our main priority also, so let’s move on and work on our best to fight hard” Ophelia knows that this case is a li

Yeah, he'd learned to practice patience, but dealing with the police while they questioned Betty had just about driven him to the edge of reason. He opened the car door for her, holding her elbow as she climbed in. Daylight had waned, and the parking garage was dimly lit, the sound of other hospital visitors echoing through the cement structures. Betty listened for other things. Furtive footballs on the pavement. The click of a gun safety being released. The slide of fabric or the soft huff is a breath. Someone had tried to kill Dan just a few weeks ago, and there was no reason to believe that person would be content to let him live. The road went quiet as he stepped around the car. The soun

Bob said, chuckling. “Oh I don’t think that’s worse than investigating multiple murders, in which the only clue is the loans that they all the victims owe a certain bank”. “Yeah speaking of which, Danny I’m calling to tell you that you would have to open another case file, a fifth one” Bob said. Danny winced at the thought of having yet another victim of the mysterious killer. “Who’s the latest victim?” he asked “Owen Mclean an English businessman who deals mainly in real estate, I’d have my secretary send an email of the victim’s details to you, for profiling” Bob said.

Charlie Brown looked up at the wall clock and saw that the time was thirty minutes past one.she sighed. Sometimes, life at this old place seemed to drag on for hours. She looked around her office and was once again hit with the knowledge that this place told a story of it’s own. There were tales of secrets and lies, hidden crimes and deaths. Innocent victims put through suffering at the hands of the perpetuators who were currently free men and a menace to the city because of the numerous unsolved cases that were now piled up.

The lingering smell of expensive perfume from the parents mixed with fear and despair, hanging heavy in the air. I sat at my desk, turned on the lamp, and opened my textbooks. Under the warm light, the familiar formulas and theories slowly calmed my racing mind. I knew this wasn't over. Giselle's test report and the pills under Sarah's desk were two pieces of the puzzle—but they didn't make a complete picture. And Kathryn? What was her role in all of this? And who booked that ticket under my name? How did they get my student ID and pull this off?