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“It’s true. We can’t trust anyone.” A long air of heavy silence fell once more. They only ate and relieved themselves of the worries. This is a time for nourishment and not anxiety. But the backs of their mind knew that the danger is still very real. Someone is plotting something somewhere, waiting for the right moment in time. And soon, they’ll all be six feet under. “I have an idea,” said Agatha. “Let’s go mystery hunting. You know, like the Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew?” The two only responded in blinks, feeling like the idea was too preposterous.

"Hannah… you won… But it's over… cough, cough…" There was more hacking, the sound of lungs drowning from cyanide poisoning. "I… started recording… when you came in… It's uploaded… to the cloud… automatically…" My whole body went cold. That damned Mike. Even dying, he set a trap. He never trusted me!

with one look someone could tell too much sugar was added on top that it got burned. Su Lan turned to Mango and asked. Su Lan: "What is this?" Mango: "Pastries bought from the most famous Dark Pastries store." Su Lan: "... what is the pastry store name again?" Mango: "Dark Pastries, the most famous pastry store in his country. Not only that, it has chain stores all across the world (moral realm)." Su Lan: "... is there only this type of pastry?" Mango: "Yes, only this store has pastry. Master had some people line up for hours every day so Little Miss could have pastries."

Knowing that nothing could ever come between us. That was until I arrived here. Vivian was alive. At least for now anyway. Having no idea where she was currently located was an issue. More importantly where we were was less than comforting. Justin navigated me through the winding halls which made my sense of direction and chance of escape seem pointless. So far I could sum the castle up into three words; dark, mysterious, and terrifying. This was not the typical stone castle. Oh no, the castle was made of obsidian blocks. A rare, heavy, durable rock which can only be found in certain areas. Only wealthy people could ever afford the stuff, and somehow Eric managed to grab a whole castle of it

THE END? Not quite . . . Have you tried Beatrice Beecham’s Cryptic Crypt: A Supernatural Adventure/Mystery Novel by Dave Jeffery? We included an excerpt from the book if you keep paging. Or dive into more Tales from the Darkest Depths: Novels: The Mourner’s Cradle: A Widow’s Journey by Tommy B. Smith House of Sighs (with sequel novella) by Aaron Dries Beyond Night by Eric S. Brown and Steven L. Shrewsbury

He thought that was what made it fun, not knowing what you were going to read for the day, and he reveled in that surprise. Some days he could be reading an action novel and another day he could be reading a cookbook. As Dmitri looked at the cover of his book, he smiled. It was a mystery thriller novel. He was excited to read it because it had been a while since he had last read a novel like this one. Just as Dmitri was getting cozy, he heard the bell above the entrance door jingle. He didn't think anything of it. It wasn't like he was the only one who knew this place.

Toby asked with an etched eyebrow, watching Yara pull out a big sized novel from the shelf and Barnes smile proudly. "Thatweird_author." she replied, holding the novel up to his eye level. A bestseller mystery- thriller, crime fiction novel with the name written boldly on it 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 -𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍. "Barnes books?" Toby asked, a smile rested on his face as Yara looked at him in perplexity.

what i saw inside shocked me to death Every truth about Mrs Hareite and Sarahs' existence was written there But then..it seems like some things were added and the words were manipulated How did my book even develope legs..? As i was thinking..a thought came into my mind of last time When i didn't see my book at it's position in my room and was about checking it before Nina came in-- Oh My god! Nina must have taken it and edited it..whatever it is she edited, I'm sure her name was in it

William replied "that was why I couldn't decide what intrigued him immediately he arrived." "Now, that's deep? Why don't you tell us that before we arrived on the island?" Scott asked. "Because I never knew they were the creators of the Unholy Books, I thought it was Lilith." William responded angrily feeling pathetic. It was then obvious even the councils don't know everything. "Then which generation came first?" Scott asked attentively placid.

I was about to feed him his intestines when he whimpered. “From…fr…from…one…one.” He whispered in pain. I leaned forward and brought my ears closer. “What did you say?” “Apex….hot…hotel…room…8.” He stuttered. “Apex hotel room 8?” I stepped away. “What does that mean?” I shook his shoulder. But his body went limp. He was dead,I ripped his head out of his neck in anger. The light flickered on and I was about to curse who turned it on, when I saw Tasha shaking in fear as she stared at my body covered in blood and the rogue’s head I had ripped off in my hands.