Short Mystery Novel Novels & Stories

"We will try our best to get to the bottom of it. I watch him walk away, and I know that he isn't doing it because he wants to; the Moreaux name was the reason he was doing this. I run my hands through my hair as I lower myself into the chair. AUTHOR’S NOTE So you’re just going to read all that—Luneth running through hospitals, a stranger in a cap possibly abducting her mother—and say nothing?? I introduced you to a mystery man, planted clues, made your heart skip, and yet… silence?

Then he left. "Thief!?" She whispered. She didn't understand what was going on? She asked the girl in the room about this. "Why did they said that I'm a thief." "I don't know. But, I heard that you stole the king's very important book." The girl replied. Chenyin became confused. Stole? The king's book? What is she talking about? Finally she realized about the secret book. Where is it? She remembered that brother Jiao Long put it in a safe place. Did the king found it.

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find the answers that will satisfy my curiosity. I was about to turn off my laptop, when a link popped up on my screen. Without any hesitations, I opened it. There were only few words listed on this page. It says that there is an unknown author who wrote a mysterious book which contained everything about death, clock birthmarks, soul mates and ill-fated relationships. I spent time searching for it. The title of the book is Hidden and just like it's name, it was nowhere to be found. My mom and dad also accompanied me to the clinic where Callie used to check up but Dr. Alvidarez was no longer there. Same goes to Dr. Montressor.

“I’m not sure but it might be an old and extinct language that means Soleira. I don’t know how I end up understanding them, it’s my first time seeing that kind of writing.” “Yes it’s Soleira… she must be the writer of this book for an ordinary person, it is quite difficult to read since the letters are written in a language that seems not really part of this world.” “You do understand it too, right?” he asked. “Yes, you are correct, this book is strange. It has the narrative of our life, however it started only in the part where the curse started.” “Yes, I thought I would find the answer from that book, but it seems to me, that thing did not explain any of the curse and reincarnation, also i

she asked herself, shaking her head as she stare at the mark for a couple of seconds. She lay down again, sighing and closing her eyes. Was it real? Her head ached of questions rummage her brain, she wanted an answer but how? Eyes moving at the white ceiling of her room, recollecting the dream of finding a clue to it, the places, the man, the sound of his voice, the temperature of the place, the metals sound—yet no matter what, it’s all just a nightmare. It was not real. A knock on her office door brought her back to reality, remembering her talked to the chief two days ago about Christopher Edmonton. The department of narcotics will handle his case and plan to catch the man. She was hoping

He wipes his face with a spare hanky. Why can’t he find it? He pulled out his phone from his pocket. He searches about it then. There had to be something. But what’s he gonna search. Mystery girl? Demon? There must be an ancient name for her. Or there isn’t. He was exhausted already. He ruffled his head, if he didn’t get anything, Dixon would end up killing him. He strolled down his phone. Ancient mystery girl. History search. He hunkered down. Since he was tired of standing.

She licked her lips. "Hmm, who does not know the Alpha of this pack." She said and I looked at her with scrutiny. Really? Who does not? She is fishy. * * This book is weird 😂... I don't even understand what is going on with Connor and Alyssa.

"Think about that later on. Should I come?? You might need some help." "No, I can handle that little douchebag." I picked up my jacket and the driver dropped me at his home. I rang the bell but he didn't open it. I looked out for the key and i found it under the rug. I opened the door with the key and entered. It was completely dark in there. He wasn't there and I was getting worried. I found the switch and turned on the lights. I looked around to see but it was the same as in the morning.

I didn’t want to be bothered. “The night looks beautiful” a strange voice from a man sounded with a dangerously low tone sending chills down my spine. He looked mysterious, was dressed in a black hood and sweatpants. His eyes held a malevolent glint, hinting at a hidden agenda. He approached me. I panicked and asked shakily. “What do you want from me? Stay away” I nervously said as I backed up until there was nowhere else to go, trying desperately not to show how scared he made me. But it seemed my warning held no power because he continued walking slowly till he got to me.

Just when we thought the darkness had been vanquished, a new shadow emerged, threatening to cast its pall over our lives once again. It started with a series of cryptic messages, delivered in the dead of night, reminiscent of the anonymous letters that had plagued us before. Each message hinted at a hidden secret, a truth that had been concealed from us for far too long. As we delved deeper into the mystery, the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place, revealing a shocking revelation—one that would shake the very foundations of our existence.