Suspects Stories

In the heart of Manhattan NYPD Detective First Grade Avery Dexter, age twenty-four, a cop and recovering alcoholic, is haunted by a past he can't escape. When the murder of his neighbor's eight-year-old daughter, Emelia Joy, resurfaces painful memories of his own sister's tragic death at the same age, Avery's world spirals into chaos. Tasked with uncovering the truth behind Emelia's death, he finds himself tangled in a web of sinister secrets that link the two murders. As he races against time to track down the killer, Avery must confront his own demons and the painful connection between the two children. With his professional duty and personal vendetta intertwining, he must navigate a labyrinth of grief and vengeance to uncover the dark motivations behind these heart-wrenching tragedies. Will Avery find justice for Emelia, or will the shadows of the past consume him? If anyone who sees this story being plagiarized by someone else, please send me a quick message as soon as possible. I do not tolerate plagiarism at all, and I will sue whoever is responsible of stealing my work. ©️2025 Rebecca Clark. All Rights Reserved No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior permission of the author, except for the brief description of the book in a book review.

Chase Rivers is anything but safe, or at least that is how he is painted in his small home town. As the number one suspect in the sudden disappearance of Brett Reed, the towns golden boy, all fingers point to him as the culprit. Sage Hill is the new girl in town, dragged there by her father who has been employed as the head detective in the Brett Reed case. All she wants is to coast through her final year and a half of school, counting down the days until graduation. She has no clue what she is getting herself into when her path crosses with the mysterious hot tempered Chase Rivers, and she soon finds herself falling for the suspect.

Two cases. 33 years apart. One locket that refuses to disappear. Thirty-three years ago, a famous wedding singer Haya vanished without a trace. No body. No proof. Just questions that slowly faded with time. Now, after 33 years, a new case appears. A girl named Era becomes the center of a disturbing mystery. But this time, something strange happens - the same locket connected to Haya's disappearance shows up again. Coincidence... or a message from the past? Officer Veeran, a sharp Crime Branch investigator, refuses to ignore the connection. Officer Ruhan, the paranormal investigator, believes every clue has a logical answer. But this case is far from logical. In the first case, four suspects surrounded Haya before she disappeared. In the second case, three suspects stand close to Era. And then there is one unknown stranger - a prisoner who escaped from jail and vanished into the shadows. Seven suspects. Two timelines. One locket. Was Haya's disappearance ever solved... or was the truth simply waiting 33 years to return? And the most terrifying question of all - Are these two cases really connected... or is someone making sure they look that way?

When a respected professor is found dead inside a locked library, Detective Clara expects a simple case. She is wrong. What begins as a closed-room mystery quickly unravels into a web of academic fraud, hidden rivalries, manipulated evidence and powerful people who would rather kill than let the truth survive. Each case pulls Clara deeper into a world where: ~Silence hides secrets ~Power protects the guilty ~And truth comes at a deadly price From suspicious suicides to political conspiracies, every investigation tests not only her intelligence but her courage. Because in this world... Solving the crime is easy. Surviving the truth is not.

The town of Dogwood in Cross County, North Carolina is a picturesque seaside community with a sordid past swimming in piracy. Smoking Beard, aka Edward Hollingsworth, was the terror of the colonial coast in the 1600's, and one of Dogwood's founding members, before his descent into illegal privateering and eventual decline into madness. Four hundred years later, Bertha Rodriguez, romance novelist, resides in Dogwood along with her best friend Camilla Goldstein, Dogwood's chief of police. Every year the town capitalizes on its founders' past with a week long festival in June. The Founders' Festival brings much needed tourism and a break from the monotony of living in a small town. This year will be different, a huge storm hits the coast two weeks before the festival begins and someone uses it as an opportunity for murder. With their town cut off from the rest of civilization, it falls to Bertha and Camilla to solve the murder before the weather clears and the villain is able to make an escape. Written for the Open Novella Contest 2026 The prompt which inspired this story was number 22: Your book never found much success, but on a train ride you spot a stranger reading it with the biggest smile you've ever seen. No part of this story may be used to program AI. If you see this story anywhere besides Wattpad please make me aware. This is the only place I post stories. I don't have multiple accounts on this site, so this is the only profile this story should be posted on. Thank you, readers.

Note: This was written when I was 13. It is very much a product of my little tween mind at the time. Please approach with caution. *** Shay Barron is not afraid to be herself, or to be criticized for it. When she meets Forrest Rivers, he realizes that the hard way: She steals his milk. Forrest falls for Shay, surprising even himself. But Shay is already taken, by Westley Harrigan, who might just be the worst boyfriend ever. No one who knows them can figure out why they're still together. Westley and Shay's relationship takes a turn for the worse. Although Maddie and Jasmine didn't know what occurred, they take Shay out for a Girl's Night. Something goes terribly wrong, and Shay wakes up in the body of another girl--Serena Magnus. Shay's logic is that if she's in Serena's body, Serena must be in Shay's body. But where is Shay's body? Will Shay --or Serena-- ever be able to go back to normal? But a shocking discovery changes everything, and both Shay and Serena's lives may never be the same.

It's voice sounded muffled. It once again started talking and now I was feeling scared just not for me but for them too. " The police won't be able to find me because I know everyone in this town and they worship me, kiss the ground on which I walk."It said mockingly. It then stopped talking and then I felt something wet over my skin. It wasn't water but coconut oil. This confused me. The murderer dragged me by my hair, I never felt so helpless in my life, tears streamed down, I begged and apologized but it showed no mercy. It tightly tugged my hair and whispered in my ear. "Phase 1 begins." Chills ran down my spine ,fear invading me ,coursing through my veins making its way all through my body.The murderer was a monster and I could only call it "it". With a splash I was drowning. The coconut oil and water were making me freeze. It felt like being in Antarctica without any warm clothes. Water entered my mouth,i struggled to breathe. I was losing hope and with that I closed my eyes.

Le célèbre diamant dorée à été volé ! 5 jours plus tard un cadavre est retrouvé. Nos huit enquêteurs et amis sont sur le coup. Mais l'enquête paraît plus sérieuse qu'elle en a l'air. Les deux incidents semblent liés... Retrouvez vous dans une histoire palpitante entouré de nos fabuleux enquêteurs et enquêtrices, entre enquête, humour et amour. Une histoire pour tout les goûts !

Curiosity kills — literally. Someone knew more than what they're supposed to, and died. It wasn't accidental, oh no, it was definitely done on purpose. And I’m sure as hell I’ll find out. I've got Ryan Young by my side, so what's the worst that could happen? Little did I know, the further you dig, the darker and dirtier it got. ~A story inspired by Sara Shepard~ - Created by Sparkz102 and EmmyLassy

❝ what was the point of my demise? ❞ ↳ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛, a quiet ravenclaw girl is suspect for attempted murder ‼️EXTENDED SUMMARY INSIDE‼️ ‼️ONLY ON WATTPAD‼️ cover credits - @themology © | noreal, 2021 (now 2022)(now 2023) (now 2024) © | oof_lasagnapotter, 2021 (now 2022)(now 2023)(now 2024)

In Rome, Italy, Sam Dalmas, peers through the glass window of the local Museum, and sees a woman being attacked by a black gloved murderer with a knife. And, as he places himself and his girlfriend, Julia, in danger, can he solve the mystery before more murders happen? The novel of Dario Argento's 1970 thriller by Robert Helliger, author of 'Sleep away camp'. Rated PG-13 for strong, bloody violence, sex scenes, some coarse language, strong, adult themes. Warning: FOR READERS 13 YEARS AND OVER. FOR DARIO ARGENTO AND DARIA NICOLODI. (FIRST TIME IN ENGLISH).

On a morning like any other, beneath the heat of a Jamaican sun, love ripens into something bitter. The morning began like any other beneath the blazing Jamaican sun fresh coffee brewing, laughter drifting through the house, and a traditional breakfast served at the family table. Then someone died. Alice Crowe-Horwathe, Jamaican born and an amateur sleuth at heart, never imagined she would be investigating a murder inside her own extended family. But when her aunt suddenly collapses after eating a dish of ackee, the household is quick to call it a tragic mistake. Alice knows better. Because every Jamaican knows one thing: unripe ackee can be deadly. And someone in that house prepared it. As grief spreads through the family home, so do secrets. Alice soon uncovers whispers of betrayal, her aunt's husband may not have been the devoted spouse he appeared to be. Rumors of infidelity begin to surface, and with them a chilling possibility: the death at breakfast may not have been an accident at all. Determined to uncover the truth, Alice begins asking questions no one wants answered. But in a house filled with secrets, simmering resentments, and hidden motives, everyone becomes a suspect. Because beneath the warmth of the Caribbean sun, someone turned breakfast into murder. And the truth may destroy the family forever.

I can't say you know who you are, 'cause you don't. Oh well, that's just how life goes. Maybe you'll read this, maybe you won't. But either way, I want you to know I like you, H.

When a murder happens at a party at the local library, a detective is tasked with interviewing the lead suspect. But as the interview goes on, there's more to the both of them that neither of them are willing to let on.

A collection of short scary tales that will put you inside its characters mind, questioning reality until you finally gets disturbed.

There's a girl that's caught L Lawliet's eye. He's super protective of her and doesn't like anyone around her.. He knows she isn't Kira.. but who is she?

"Don't try to fool me Taehyung!. I saw you killed my sister". Y/n cried helplessly. "So what if you saw me? No one is going to believe you that I killed your sister. " Taehyung smirked. "Especially when I raped and killed your sister. She tasted so good in that state too you know. What about you?". Said Taehyung with evil grin on his face. Jimin held Y/n's hand and pushed behind him. "Well, Mr. Kim Taehyung,all these days, I just wanted to make you guilty and give legal punishment for what you did to her sister. But now... I'll kill you for sure even if my whole life and Job costs your life". Jimin said smirking in anger, making Taehyung's smirk disappear. They stood infront, glaring at each other, each having so much rage in their hearts. This is a Park Jimin fanfiction. But you will be seeing Kim Taehyung in a whole level new angle and persona. Park Jimin × Reader AU The story plot is not mine. cr to @taeeesthetic I only own the development of the plot. The story will be good I promise. please give it a shot!

"I had a dream about you last night, Your eyes were shining so bright, Those lips and that bittersweet smile." ◇ Min Yoongi is the man of Jimin's dreams. Too bad he kills people for a living.◇ m.yoongi ⪥ p.jimin ©K_Pop_Queens 2018

𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩: (𝙖𝙙𝙟) 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮, 𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚; 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜. ❝ Like an evanescent bubble, this master thief will disappear right before your very eyes. ❞