THE BOOK WITH ITS THREE MURDERS

THE BOOK WITH ITS THREE MURDERS

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Tomorrow I have a conference for the promotion of my book 'THE THREE MURDER MYSTERY'. It's the most awaited book of the year. this is my fifth book. All of my previous four books were superhit. and I was super excited for this book coz this is a murder mystery book which I have been writing for a long time. at sharp 10 I went to my bed. Next morning, i got ready and went to the conference which was being held at the 'KANNALITE' hall. I was having the conversation wid the reporters when out of nowhere my P.A came wid a frightened look and whispered into my ear that "sry to disturb u sir, but police has came to investigate u relating to a murder". I said my apologies to the reporters and went to the police where they said a women was killed in a tragedic mystery and ur new book 'THE THREE MURDER MYSTERY' was found near her body..... to be continued
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One of his hands was snaked around my back while the other dragged up my spine into my hair. With one hard tug, my head fell backward and the shower water covered my face. Gasping for air I felt his mouth make its way around the base of my neck. The hot water was already making my skin hot, but having him so close in this way, made me feel like I should have combusted a long time ago. He jerked me back up to be facing him. He kissed my mouth then drags his eyes down to my neck. "A pretty necklace, for the gorgeous Princess." *** "Tell me River what each kiss means again." He presses one to my cheek. "We're friends." I smile. "Here." He presses a kiss on my hand. "You adore me." I laugh. Then he pressed a kiss to my lips. It was quick barely touching long enough for my nerves to recognize it. "A kiss to the lips," I spoke blankly. My lips still parted in the manner he left me. I'm afraid to move in fear that my brain will forget the feeling. "And tell me again what that means River?" "I love you." A chaste whisper. So quiet, almost as if it didn't need to be said at all to be understood. "And that I do Miss Knight. In all your intensity." *** Two people come to figure out a double homicide. One is mental who is richer than anyone and the other is a detective from New York just trying to get their name on a big case. You may want to eat the rich, but most of them have already starved themselves. insta: csulak_

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