The Finished Mystery Book Novels & Stories

POV: Julian Vane-Moretti The night was supposed to be a period at the end of a very long sentence. But as I stood in the quiet of my private study in the Nexus, the city humming like a distant hive outside my window, I realized that for an Auditor, there is no such thing as a finished book. There is only a ledger that hasn't been turned to the next page yet.

He closed the door and sighed hoping it was not what he was thinking "How is your wife?" "Ehm.. My wife is OK" Jude squeezed his brow in confusion wishing she would just head to the dam point " What's wrong Betty?" "What did you put in my drink?" Betty stared at her nails as she flattered it's shiny tips "They are beautiful, when did you fix them" Jude felt he needed to change the subject "Ohh, my nails.. Thanks, I fixed them this morning, I know they would be very useful" "OK" "So.. You left my question hanging" Betty said

Audrey revealed. She hurriedly rushed to her room in search of the book; she opened the shelf and there it was the ancient book of mysteries. She took the heavy book back to the living room, everyone was seated, they had placed Zedicus' body on the table. Audrey began to open pages of the big book and continued as she searched for any solution to this mystery but it seemed none was coming forth.

"Lend me your wolf soul and be diverge from his original source!" When I felt her clutching my heart, I screamed in pain. The unbearable pain of feeling like my body was being extracted from a foreign entity. I was being like that until my vision went black. "Lilith..." ----- Mystique Luna's note: This book will be finished this April 2023. Please look forward to its ending! Please like my f a c e b o o k page for more updates of my new upcoming stories! ✨

And it's all thanks to you all, my lovely readers. Anastasia is now completed and I can finally put my pen down with gratitude in my heart. It's obviously been an intense journey to pick up this book and continue on until the end. I did my utmost best to shape up the story into a beautiful one with the themes of mystery and steamy romance fully embedded.

Samson was so gentle with the baby, giving her soft licks every so often. Just under a year later, I was able to pay Edwards back for his generous loan. I spent the year taking care of our baby girl and writing profusely, inspired by my new family and the love we shared. I decided on the perfect cliché ending to my mystery: Mr. Banks’ niece realized the treasure had been in front of her all along, in the form of her friends and family who had helped her in her windy and perilous journey. And I ended up incorporating a romance into it after all.

Three days ago was the day the drug dealers took me away. Looking at Zack's distant expression, I suddenly remembered how, at Mom's funeral, he'd tearfully asked me to drop dead. Would he be happy to know that I was dead now? I quietly stayed by his side, watching as he methodically cleaned up the autopsy table. Everyone started returning one by one. Zack's assistant soon walked in with a document in hand. "Are the results ready?" he asked, looking at the assistant. The assistant nodded, his expression turning grim. "I ran a DNA comparison at the police database. The victim is…"

The honesty was being written. He sat with the fire and the November evening and the specific quality of the tenth year's beginning of the end. Not the end of the building — the building had no end. But the end of the book. The book was approaching its completion. The last chapter was the final thing the book required. When the last chapter was finished, the book would be finished. The book would go to the publishers. The book would be published. The book would enter the world as the outside account of the inside account.

this Kingdom in fact seem so tied to wolves and what is this mystery writer trying to point towards? Well there is only one way to find out. Reading the book. Hazel wrapped the book around with her scarf. It was already pretty late in the evening afterall so sitting down here to read it might not prove to be the best idea. She turned wearily to her bodyguard. "Let's go." ------ Minutes after Haze recoiled into the bedroom, Luca staggered through the doors. She turned to him with a small gasp, grateful she had not yet begun reading the book. Lest he catches her and discovers what she is up to. Putting a dreaded end to her whole mystery solving plan.

A shower and change of clothing are in order before I pick up Ava. I fight the urge to send multiple apologetic texts to Ava’s phone as the day passes. I make a quick stop at the condo, Ellie lets me in and then I swing by the book emporium for something special. Ellie had informed me there is a new murder mystery book out that Ava is dying to get her hands on. It just released a week ago, and she hasn’t had a payday to splurge. The shopkeeper is happy to see me, as he apparently doesn’t get a whole lot of new faces in his building. I ask for the book and wait. “I have one last copy, but it’s a hardcover and signed by the author, so it’ isn’t cheap,” he says, locating the book in question be