Twin Spirit Detective Novels & Stories

While rummaging over all the files in his hands. He finally said, in a much more cheerful voice than before. "Sir. The things that you let me investigate were very unusual. There was that one woman who looked similar to the picture that you sent me living in the address I sent you and there is also one woman that was similar to the picture and was living in another address. Does that little girl have a twin, Sir?" The private detective asked. Zach silently twitches his lips. He seemed to have never said that his wife had a twin.

“You two have done a lot for me and I won’t just ask for your service for free. The mother and daughter here are yours for the night. After that, take care of Kaze Lee for me. I want you to torture him.” The Twin Ghosts were not just merciless killing machines, but they were also psychotic sexual predators. When they went after Steve Lee at Melrose, they raped and tortured Sully’s wife before killing her. The moment they saw Winnie and Brenda, they shrieked excitedly. “Thank you, Master Hudson!” They bowed and then left for Wuthering Pavilion. When they arrived, the driver, who drove Winnie and Brenda earlier, welcomed them. “Where’s the mother and daughter?”

the first officer inquired, holding up his ID. I quickly scanned the ID to confirm its authenticity before replying, "Caspian Ragnar, how may I help you?" "I'm Detective Specter. This is Detective Jones. We received reports suggesting your possible involvement in the recent disappearance of Miss Wilson. We'd like to investigate and hear your account." "Certainly. Please, come in," I said, stepping aside to widen the doorway in invitation.

“Like stains on clothes, but this stain is on the mind. It happens due to prolonged exposure to supernatural spirits. I can heal souls, but I probably overestimated myself.” “Or underestimated your opponent?” Shu Wen said with cynicism written between the eyebrows. Her frowns screamed distrust. Police. “I want to save the boys.” “Same here.” “Our objectives are the same.” “To do that – I have to communicate with this spirit and try my best to help her.” “Help her?” “Their grievances.” ASP Wong shook her head in resignation. “I only want to get to the bottom of this incident, but I am not sure your methods can achieve that.”

CHAPTER ONE “I need you to pretend to be me.” The words hit me harder than the rain splattering against my kitchen window. I gaped at the woman before me. A woman I hadn't seen in eleven years. My exact replica. My twin sister. Except Arla Morrison looked nothing like the girl who had disappeared before sunrise, the morning of our eighteenth birthday with stolen cash and broken promises. She looked expensive now. Untouchable. Dressed in a cream cashmere that could pay my rent for five years, diamonds whose price certainly cost a kidney glittered against perfectly manicured finger, while my lights flickered like they were seconds away from dying.

He said I was the reason the family could not find peace. …… Every day, I struggled desperately, trying to escape this place. Since becoming a wandering spirit, I had no control over myself, and my temper grew worse with each passing day. I drifted to my mom’s bedside, repeatedly asking her why. Why, even after my death, couldn’t I leave this place? I told her I hated her and that I would never forgive her. As I kept talking, I suddenly stopped, tears streaming down my face. The pain in my heart only grew stronger.

Her throat was slit, her body displayed on the couch to make her look like she was simply sitting there, watching the television or something. Evidence, including fingerprints, pointed to the killer being Dimitri once again. But something was off about the whole thing. The twins have always been really big on security. Especially then. Based on their file, they have had personal bodyguards since they became adults. They have always had one with them, and one at their home. They would always leave a security guard with Sara, the same way they do with me. Especially if they were not going to be there. So how the hell did this man manage to get through security and raise no flags?

Detective Small, I learned while in Dallas, is nothing short of a psychopath. His partner Detective Ryan was a good person who put trust in him as her partner, and it got her killed. His talent for pinning murders on members of society he deems to be unworthy was horrifying. I approached Detective Ryan with some information and hoped that she would take it seriously.

This was all his fault. Aaron Bridges was my captain back at the fraud department. He volunteered one of his detectives for a temporary transfer to homicide, and I managed to be the lucky winner. I silently curse him and everything else before making my way up the front steps. Making my way towards the captain’s office, eyes start following my every move. I knew they were talking about me. I tried to pretend that it didn’t bother me, but man was it hard.

Maybe because it was after The twins birthday that their father died . --- Not edited I literally have no inspiration to write these days. I had no idea what to write in this chapter so please bare with it and mistakes... Love you guys.. Muah!❤