The Cheshire Murders Novels & Stories

Of course, when sons betray their fathers, they die not from the stab of a knife but from the horror of betrayal. ‘ Who could have done something so heinous like this?’, she cried in anger. Her eyes blazed fire and her hair was flying everywhere. ‘ Who saw it first?’ A girl came forward from the crowd of servants and people. She was shivering in fear. ‘ When I came to arrange the dishes of food and to call out our guests, I saw him lying here already dead. I cried in fear’. No one had seen the murderer. None but Argus knew what had happened. He knelt down beside Selene and took hold of her. She buried her head on his chest and broke down into a rush of fresh tears.

He looked like he ran straight out of his house this morning, not even looking in a mirror. "Chester and his family were murdered last night, and Mrs. Green, his neighbor, said she saw you with him last."

My mother, Samantha, believed I was born a liar. Because she was deceived by my father's sweet words in her youth and abandoned after giving birth to me and my sister, Mia, she harbored a deep, bitter hatred for lies. She begged a witch for two magic rings. The rule was simple: if the wearer lied, the ring would glow red and burn them with magic. Mia's ring never hurt her, even when she broke a vase and blamed it on me. But if I simply said, "I'm thirsty," my ring would sear my flesh until I screamed. At first, I tried to defend myself, but Mom would just say, "The ring doesn't lie. Only through repeated punishment can your wicked soul be cleansed." After thousands of burns, even I started t

Her shoulders trembled. The prosecutor continued. "Forensic analysis shows the child didn't die instantly. If he had received timely medical treatment, his survival rate would have exceeded 70 percent. It was the defendant who personally prevented rescue efforts and directly caused her son's death. "This was not negligence, and it wasn't an accident. It was a premeditated murder. She simply killed the wrong person." Esther's lawyer had no response. In the end, the judge brought down the gavel. Esther Lawson was found guilty of intentional homicide and sentenced to 15 years in prison.

Another brutal crime scene. The killer struck only on full moons, leaving behind the victims so deformed that even the most seasoned officers had to turn away, their faces pale and drawn. Five bodies in six months, all torn apart like they had been mauled by a wild animal. No fingerprints. No murder weapon. No witnesses. And now, the case was hers. Evelyn exhaled sharply, steeling herself before walking back inside. The precinct smelled of stale coffee and sweat, the air thick with frustration and fear. She could feel it in her bones—the weight of the city’s dread pressing down on her.

He was testing me again. I let out a cold laugh. “Officer Cole, are you saying I’m lying again?” “I’m just stating the facts.” He turned the floor plan toward me. “Take another look. The killer destroyed a total of thirteen cameras. “Three of them were installed just last week—even the owner couldn’t keep track of where they all were. But the killer didn’t miss a single one.” His words confirmed my suspicion. I looked at him, suddenly finding something about him strange. Unlike Daniel, who seemed eager to pin everything on me, Marcus was guiding me, step by step, toward the cracks in the case.

said Nathan and Jane nodded as well. “I am perplexed,” commented Susn,” Nothing links up at all. Mystery one, Harrison tracks the private eye up here. We follow. Mystery two, we find here Hartland murdered in his house with his house ransacked. Mystery three- how does the Boar fit in all this nonsense? Four, why on earth is Neville Guise is visiting this part of the world? Then what is happening in the Black Gorse Moor and what is with that network of tunnels?” “You left out one more,” Nathan remarked,” Who hired the private eye in the first place, Vermont?”

his words died, his eyes widening. My hand flew to my neck, applying pressure to the wound as he seemed mesmerized by me, rendered speechless. I backed away from him, shocked by what had just occurred. My radio went off. “General Nerine, are you still with the target?” Thana asked. I looked at him, ignoring her as he seemed to change, his eyes becoming lustful and more primal. His voice was guttural, he looked at me and spoke the words that sent chills through me, “Bride.”

Chester turned to see two police officers standing there. "Hello, are you Chester Morgan? We'd like to ask your wife some questions." Chester stood up slowly, his tone icy. "Didn't I say she's ill and can't make a statement?" The officer responded, "Mr. Morgan, we understand that your wife is still unwell, that's why we're here. The deceased's family is pressing, and we found some evidence at the crime scene that we want your wife to identify." Chester asked, "What evidence?"

Unknown POV "Another inhuman incident occurred on May 24, 2021, between 12:30 and 2:30 A.M. The victim, identified as Mr. Andrew Wilkins, 24, a landscape architect, was brutally murdered in cold blood in a desolate location by puncturing his chest and shoving away his heart by an unknown repulsive suspect. According to the police department, this has been the 17th reported murder from the same culprit ever since these mysterious killings has started 6 months ago.."