Picture Perfect Mysteries Books Novels & Stories

Nathan Today I woke up very well, I will show that woman that she can not deceive me as she did with my father. I called your accomplice to the office about an opportunity to do business. I don’t know why he put her in our company, if he wanted a position for her so badly, then he could have given it to his family company. The McCartney family is very famous all over the country and the world for its technologies. He also does not need to do everything he did just to give a job to the girl, in my opinion with my life experience, she who wanted so, and the poor guy was just another victim of her. It’s amazing how manipulative women are, Hanna I know your type well, I’m going to end up with wh

Her Chosen Mate (Book 3) *** 1. Can't Help Falling in Love (Book 1) 2. Purchased By The Mafia (Book 2) 3. Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) 4. My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen (Book 4) 5. Loving A Mafia (Book 5)- Upcoming **** 1. Chosen By An Alpha (Stand-Alone) No One POV . A loud wailing could be heard from a child who was crying because of the hunger, but her father, on the other side, was busy in fucking someone else. Tears came out from a four-month-old infant due to suffocation and hunger.

After repositioning myself back onto it, I spread the afghan over both of us. After thanking me, profusely, for the warmth, she cocked her head in mock thought. “Such a mystery. He doesn’t want us to rob a bank with him or something, does he? Tell me he’s not broke and this isn’t all a façade.” “If only he just wanted us to rob a bank,” I said in a whiny tone. “I could handle that a lot better, I think.” “Don’t leave me in suspense, Esmerelda,” she scolded. “You know how I hate it. That’s why I could never do what you do. I can’t stand mystery.”

It was a text from an unknown number. I opened it, my hands trembling. It was a picture. A picture of me, standing in front of Eavon's car, the very same night Orion died. My face was a mask of shock and terror, and in the background, a woman with a dog was pointing at me, her mouth open in a scream. The text below the picture read: I can give you the answers you're looking for. Meet me tomorrow at the old lighthouse at midnight. Come ALONE.

The blood pattern was unlike anything Casie had seen in her years as a detective, not splatter or pooling, but perfect concentric circles radiating outward from the corpse, as though the blood had been deliberately arranged after extraction. "Ritual configuration," Valeria murmured, crouching beside the pattern without touching it. "The circles represent time cycles, hours, days, and lunar phases. The Magpie was searching for something specific in his memories." Nathaniel moved to examine the display cases, his business experience making him particularly attentive to inventory discrepancies. "These cases were selectively emptied. They knew exactly what they wanted." Rick was interviewing one

Lucian asked, leaning forward with interest. "Think about it," I continued, spreading the photos across the table. "These pictures - they're too perfect. Every crime scene, every piece of evidence that could implicate Darryl, all perfectly documented. It's like whoever took these photos knew exactly where to be and when.They didn't stumble across these scenes by accident.” Lucian's hand suddenly trembled, and he dropped the photo he was holding. "Sorry," he muttered, quickly picking it up. "Clumsy moment."

Creighton laughed as he flipped through the pages. “Trust Miriam to give a gift like this,” he said, then paused at the beginning of the book which had many photos of lovers in different perverted positions. He smiled, his brows rising as he turned from one page to another saying, “done that…done that…that’s a good one…tried that…now that looks interesting.” He returned the book to the box and stood up suddenly. “Time to go,” he insisted with a wicked grin. “And we’re taking this with us.”

someone, and seeing the picture come out of the bin, a curious side of me that I was sure would be the cause of my death, made me literally move closer to see who it was, and when I moved closer to the bin, and took the picture in my hand, even though some side were burnt, I could still make out that it was a picture of a guy I sometimes see that dickhead, Elias with, but I immediately throw the picture away when another damn thought popped in "Could...could he really be murderer, and was this poor lad his victim?" My face turned pale as the thought raced on my head, but I didn't want to die of fear, so I immediately brought out my phone with my shaky hands out of my pants, and checked onlin

I didn't want Alexis to leave at the same time I didn't want him to hear what the seer would say to me, he seemed nervous about leaving me alone with the seer and I hated that. The seer waited for Alexis to leave before her eyes began to dart around me. “I can't believe you are real. I saw in it, where is my book?” She was running about the whole place now and her large dress made it difficult for her. When she eventually grabbed a large book and opened it I noticed there were illustrations everywhere, most of them in color, it was obvious why it attracted her attention. Some of the images depicted wolves. One showed a woman lying next to a human corpse covered in fur. There were so many pic

It was almost frightening how well the painter had captured the grace and beauty of these animals while at the same time revealing nothing of their bloodthirsty nature. Those pictures were a lie. "We have to go this way", Anton explained without even paying attention to the woman at the reception counter and took us to a security gate at the end of the corridor, which was secured with a code as well as a key card. “I myself was there when we caught the Iubas. It was my trainee who found the tattooed numbers. "