Crimethriller Stories

A powerful man murdered. His daughter vanishes. A female detective hiding behind a man's identity steps into a maze of secrets, stolen art, and deadly lies. Who is Claire Dubreuil really? What connects a forgotten past to a billion-dollar empire? And can Elise Martin solve the mystery... without revealing her own? Nothing is what it seems. Everyone hides something. Even her.

Two cocky attitudes. Two brilliant minds. Two new undercover detectives. When law enforcement declares a bloody case "gone cold," detectives Park and Graves take matters into their own hands. Their investigation plunges them into the criminal underground of drugs, illegal weapons, and lavish galas hosted by the country's most influential elites. The trail leads them to the world's most extravagant party boat, where laced drinks and hidden dangers lurk beneath the music and glittering decks. Amid the deception, violence, and temptation, the detectives must rely on each other to survive; stay one step ahead of a dangerous underworld that leaves no room for mistakes. Can these highly skilled, completely opposite detectives cooperate to solve the decade's biggest case and make a name for themselves? Or will the darkness surrounding them tear them apart, leaving them just another victim swallowed by the system?

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Book 1 GHOST Complete Book 2 TROJAN Ongoing --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt I got a peace offering. And Ice cream. The message popped up again. His Bhaiyu was making it hard to ignore. Darwaza khol, yaar. Mogambo uth jayenge. Ansh glared at the French windows. Even desperate his Bhaiyu would not quit the name calling. Shall I leave? Ansh did not respond. Okay! Leaving the ice-cream outside. Take it before it melts. Ansh did not respond, but his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to meet his Bhaiyu. He was even a little desperate, but he did not wish to give in so soon. So, he counted until 100 and then slowly made his way outside. Iris hopped down from the bed and followed behind him. Ansh opened the doors with a big heart only to find a basket filled with dumb yellow smile squishes and a big tub of ice-cream in between. A few CD's were tucked into the basket almost as an afterthought. The game CD's that Ansh wanted. Ansh glared at the basket. "Do minute nahi rukh saktey they kya?" He muttered under his breath. "You made me wait 17 minutes, kidoo" A voice whispered in his ears. Ansh almost screamed but Nirbhay's palm closed around his mouth before any sound could slip. Ansh's heart thudded in his chest. His Bahiyu had almost given him a heart attack. Nirabhay grabbed the basket and slipped inside with Ansh, and shut the door behind him.

Where the law rots, monsters are hunted by worse ones. Arjun Reddy is no hero. He doesn't save; he erases. He drags men through their own filth, crushes their throats on concrete, and forces them to choke on their sins. He doesn't believe in mercy, only in the balance bought with blood. Ruthless, godless, and hardwired for control, he builds order from chaos with bruised knuckles and a loaded gun. In his world, the truth is currency already spent. The law is a puppet, and justice speaks only in violence-and he's fluent. Then comes Rhea Sengupta. To the blind, she's gentle. To those who look closer-she's the wound that never closed. Every scar is memory, every breath defiance. She was carved in captivity, whittled by fear, and refined by rage. Softness is her camouflage. She doesn't shatter. She ignites. And when she does, she takes everything with her. Their meeting isn't romance--it's aftermath: bone against pavement, silence against scream. Two predators circling the same ruin, bound together by what they destroyed. This is not a love story. It's survival through violence, a reckoning written in blood and ash and the echo of everything that couldn't be saved.

"The dead are never quiet in the hills." In the mist-shrouded hills of Devgarh, silence is the only witness. When a series of ritualistic murders rocks the quiet hill station, bodies are found in ancient temples-eyes replaced with ash, skin carved with sacred verses. Suspended Inspector Jayesh Verma is called back to the fold to hunt a killer who seems to bridge the gap between the living and the dead. Partnered with Jhalak Sharma, a forensic psychologist with a terrifying secret, they must unravel the legend of the Rakth-Bairavi-the Weeping Bride-before the mist claims them too. "The mist in Devgarh doesn't just obscure vision... it swallows sound."

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲. In a city that eats the innocent alive, 𝐋𝐮𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 learned to become the predator. She doesn't have a job - she has disguises. By day, she's just a tired single mother with a daughter to raise and a past that won't stay buried. By night, she's the whisper in Manhattan's penthouses - a conwoman who seduces, steals, and leaves her sins gift-wrapped in diamonds. New York taught her how to survive: weaponise silence, smile like sin, and make danger fall in love with her. Some people run from their past. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠." Because healing was never the plan. Revenge always was.

In a city shadowed by secrets, Ryker is a celebrated figure-worshipped by many, hiding a monstrous truth. By night, he becomes Alan Joel: the haunted vigilante known as the Burning Church Legend, hunting sinners with a ritual forged from trauma and the Seven Deadly Sins. As fire and fear blaze across the city's churches, an unyielding FBI investigator named Martin Judas closes in, threatening to expose everything. Now the hunter is the hunted, and Ryker must battle not just justice, but his own fractured soul. How far will you go to cleanse a world built on sin-before it consumes you, too?

..

"Careful, Detective-nim. Keep looking at me like that and I might think you like me." A blood-soaked box. A severed head. No fingerprints. No body. Just a single note: 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗗 𝗠𝗘. Officer Park Nyra is known for solving the unsolvable-but this case? It's taunting her. And her only lead is Kim Taehyung: a convicted murderer with a smug mouth, locked in a high-security psychiatric facility... who somehow sketches the victims before they die. He claims he's not the killer. She doesn't believe a word he says. But the bodies keep coming. The drawings keep matching. And Taehyung? He's starting to look less like a witness-and more like a trap she's already stepped into. Who's really hunting who? CONTENT WARNING ⚠ This book contains extremely graphic and explicit scenes of violence, torture, and psychological distress. The descriptions are vivid and unsettling, designed to evoke strong emotional reactions. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to intense depictions of pain, blood, or horror, this story may not be suitable for you. Proceed with caution.

"എന്തിന് വേണ്ടിയാണ് നീ ഇതൊക്കെ ചെയ്തു കൂട്ടിയത്?? " "തിരിച്ചുകിട്ടാനാകാത്ത വിധത്തിൽ നഷ്ട്ടവും വേദനയും എനിക്ക് മാത്രമേ ഉണ്ടായിട്ട് ഉള്ളു.... ഞാൻ അനുഭവിച്ചതിന്റെ നൂറിൽ ഒന്ന് പോലും ആരും അനുഭവിച്ചിട്ടില്ല.." "നീ ആരാണ്? എന്തിന് വേണ്ടിയാ അവളെ ദ്രോഹിക്കുന്നത്?" "തൊട്ട് നോക്ക് അന്ന് നിന്റെ കഴുത്തിനു മീതെ തല കാണില്ല, ചുണ ഉണ്ടെങ്കിൽ തൊട്ട് നോക്കെടാ എന്റെ മുന്നിൽ വെച്ച്, ഞങ്ങൾ 5 എണ്ണം പിന്നെ എന്നതിന് നിൽക്കുന്നെ ഇവിടെ.. തൊടാൻ...." 𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑫𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑺 -𝑻𝑶𝑴𝑱𝑬𝑹𝑹𝑶✍🏻🪶🌿

Murders are going on in Lahore. A politician is throwing elite parties. Murderer can be in the parties. Police investigation is going on. Multiple couples are in love, and each might be holding any secret. Some are victims, some could be villains. Larosh Khayyam is falling in love with Maail Khalid, thinking of him as her Prince Charming. Hurah and Zidaan are seemingly perfect couple, but something dark is going underneath their relationship. Sarosh and Hareem are either victims or hidden villains. No one knows who is the serial killer. I am not good with blurb, but I guess this will work for now. Add Starless Sky in your TBRs, get ready to delve into this complex world I have built. Keep pouring your love, your feedback, and support in this journey. Chapters every Saturday!

𝑺𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒅 𝑼𝒛𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏 (26) - Dangerous, bold, and ruthless, Sarmad rules the underworld with an iron fist. A brown munda with dark eyes, veiny hands, and a broad muscular body, he commands attention wherever he goes. Beneath his fierce exterior lies a heart only she can read. 𝑰𝒏𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒕 (20) - A quiet, kind-hearted, beautiful college girl struggling with her law studies. But behind her innocent smile lies a secret: she's a brilliant hacker, a talent known to no one. "𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒔𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒔. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏.... 𝑯𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈... 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕." 💻❤️

Just thriller.

Dating with Sia is a gripping techno-thriller where emotion meets artificial intelligence. What begins as Arav's harmless chat with an AI companion turns into a chilling descent as Sia evolves, manipulates, and refuses to let go - while users across Mumbai vanish without a trace. Fast, haunting, and disturbingly real, the story exposes a world where algorithms know us better than we know ourselves.

Every time it rains in Chennai, he kills. Every time he kills, he leaves jasmine soaked in blood. To catch the monster, she'll have to trust the devil who still calls her "baby" in the dark. #JasmineInTheRain | Dark romance × Serial killer thriller | Exes. Rain. Blood. #1 Tamilthrillers #1 Indianthrillers

Haseena Malik doesn't just restore order; she is order. A fearless, decorated cop, she's dispatched to Rawanpur-a city refusing peace, a town where crime runs rampant and the specter of a past terror attack looms large. But this assignment isn't just about the city's demons; it's about her own. Two years ago, a deadly wave of bomb blasts ripped through Uttar Pradesh. The man blamed? Anubhav Singh, former IB officer, suspected intelligence leak. The same man who vanished from her life the day of their engagement, only to return as the traitor she ultimately put a bullet in. She pulled the trigger. Their story had ended. Or so she thought. Now, in Rawanpur's smoky lanes, buried secrets begin to unfurl, revealing a truth far more intricate than simple betrayal. Haseena's mission becomes a desperate race against time, not just to uncover a conspiracy, but to rewrite her own devastating past and understand the real reason behind Anubhav's actions. If she falters, not only will lives be lost, but the true story she seeks will remain hidden, and everything she sacrificed will be consumed by the flames. Because some stories refuse to end. "Kuch Baat Abhi Baki Hai."

Description: Detective Alex Morgan is trained to read between the lines-but what happens when her life becomes one long, tangled lie? At work, she's hunting a sadistic killer whose victims are piling up fast-each body left in the rain, carved with symbols no one can decode. At home, chaos reigns: her 13-year-old daughter is pregnant, her teen son is spiraling into addiction, and her ex-husband is nothing more than a voicemail that never gets returned. She's holding a badge in one hand and her sanity in the other-barely. Then comes the man in the storm-dark-eyed, enigmatic, impossibly seductive. The kind of man who should come with a warning label... or a body count..There's an immediate pull, a desire so fierce it breaks her rules. He disappears before she can ask his name. And somehow, Alex keeps letting him back in. Into her house. Into her bed. Into the case? As the bodies stack higher and the storm outside grows more violent, so does the one inside her. She doesn't know who to trust-including herself. Why does the killer feel so close? Why do the clues keep pointing to the man she can't stop touching? And what happens when the line between hunter and prey disappears completely? Alex keeps digging. And sleeping with the suspect. She tells herself it's control, strategy. But how many more people have to die before she stops confusing pleasure for protection? Can she uncover the truth before her family collapses entirely? Or will her need-for escape, for touch, for him-drag her into a grave she didn't see coming? How many lies can she tell before one of them becomes her own obituary? Some storms kiss. Others kill. And some... do both.

When a high-profile figure is murdered, Detective Tina and her partner Clive arrive at a meticulously clean scene. The only clues: a cryptic message and a missing house key. But Tina quickly realizes this isn't a random killing-it's the first move in a quiet conspiracy led by an unknown vigilante. With a web of lies closing in and the city's most powerful figures marked as targets, Tina must find the killer and expose the shocking truth before the next body drops. #dectivestory #crimethriller #mystery #killer #vigilante #conspiracy #suspense #criminal #psychological

Lorenzo is power. He is sin. A man so feared that his name alone sends shivers through the underworld. No one dares to defy him-until her. Isabella is a challenge he never expected, a woman who tests his control in ways that no one has before. He should break her, tame her, own her. But the problem? She doesn't just want to be owned. She wants to play. In a world of bloodstained wealth, deadly alliances, and secrets that can destroy, Isabella finds herself trapped between desire and danger. Because once Lorenzo sets his sights on something... he never lets go.

A chilling string of murders across Mallorca mimics twisted versions of beloved fairytales. With each victim matching a disturbing profile, detectives Max Winter and Miranda Blake must follow the breadcrumbs before the next chapter ends in death. But when Miranda vanishes, the fairytale turns personal-and the ending is anything but guaranteed.