Swedish Authors Mystery Novels & Stories

Something sinister lay in the silence and Dan turned to scan the way. He wouldn't be caught off guard again. A shadow shifted in his periphery, and he turned as a man stepped from between two cars. Medium heights. Medium build. Well-dressed and carrying a briefcase. Not someone Betty would normally have noticed. Not someone she would normally have thought of as a threat. But these weren't normal circumstances, and everyone was a threat until proven otherwise. "Hey!" the man called out, offering a quick wave and a brief smile. "I've locked myself out of my car, and my cell phone is in it. Can you give me a hand?"

Calmly, he continued, “If you finished all of Carl Johan Vallgren’s books, you should try Karin Fossum’s ‘He Who Fears the Wolf’. It is about a man who escaped a mental institution. You will find it very interesting.” Silje couldn’t tell what he meant by this comment, but she didn’t show her confusion. She replied easily, “Well, right now, I am more interested in finishing this date than reading mystery books. If you lend me the book though, I will read it.” “You’ll like it. I guarantee it, because you and I have similar tastes. You don’t realize it, but I know it to be true. We are very similar.” “We have similar tastes? Really?” She blinked at him and took a piece of steak slowly into her

The books in the library were arranged in chronological order not by first letters but by the names of the author. I had already passed through shelves that contained books written by: Agroe Goldvick, Bohman AshSilver, Crowen FangHue and so forth, but I found nothing useful. All these authors were prominent writers of werewolf folklore and history. “How could they not have any idea on the Death's Eclipse?” I asked myself. I decided to check the 19th shelf, for books by Sable Stormbringer. Although Sable newly came into the scene as a writer around three years ago. He has written more on Draven than any other author has, which makes one wonder why Sable Stormbringer has chosen to remain an an

“That he witnessed, as well as that site they found in Sweden, the one you saw on the news. It says the bodies found at the Swedish site were mutilated, but there’s nothing about missing livers.” Aurora sat down and shook her head. “This Mr Mass Murder isn’t too bright, is he? That’s the one thing that connects the two murders.” “Right. But then I saw this.” She pointed to a red box at the bottom of the post with the heading My Theory. Aurora read the text and quickly reached for her sister’s hand. “Oh my God Jasmyne, there are more sites." To anyone else, it would have made no sense, but to Aurora, it was the answer she had been looking for. She read it again, slower this time.

“Okay, I’ll bite. What’s this one’s hook? Is it different than the one you were reading yesterday, and then the day before that? Or all the ones you've been reading since... I don't know... 7th grade?” I immediately shot upright with glee, grinning with all my teeth out, I always relished the opportunity to introduce new victims to my cherished collection of smutty werewolf e-novels. “Okay, Get this! I found one of those novel apps last week, so I thought, why not read one of the books they recommend. Since I’m an alpha expert or lycan enthusiast if you will, and I can smell the cringe from a mile away.” I paused to take a breath, “Then I found this book, by a new mysterious author on the bl

She had been in such a rush to find her sister that she hadn't thought about the state of the apartment. Emma began to search the apartment, room by room, looking for any sign of Sarah or a clue to her disappearance. She checked under the bed, in the closet, and even in the kitchen drawers. As she was about to give up, Emma noticed a small piece of paper stuck between the couch cushions. She pulled it out and examined it. It was a receipt from a local coffee shop, but there was a handwritten note on the back: "Meet me at the old warehouse at midnight. -J." Emma's heart skipped a beat. The old warehouse? What was Sarah doing there? And who was J? Emma knew she had to go to the warehouse and s

I was delighted to uncover new layers beneath this prickly barista's tough exterior. "So mysteries are your favorite books? Any current authors you'd recommend?" I asked, genuinely curious to know more about her tastes. Aria's eyes lit up, clearly passionate about this topic. "Oh yes! I just finished a great atmospheric thriller by Ruth Ware. And Jean Kwok writes amazing psychological suspense." I smiled as she rattled off a whole list of mystery writers and descriptors for why she loved them. Her enthusiasm was captivating. "I may have to check out some of those. I tend toward action thrillers, but I'm open to new things," I said.

Hi friends, First I would like to thank you for choosing my book. This is my first attempt to write a supernatural story. I want to insist you guys bear with me and go on until the end because then only you will see all the mysteries getting solved and everything fall in its place. You might find my characters irritating at some point of time but there is the reason for such behaviour which will be revealed over the period of time.