Mystery-thriller Stories

They were a family too strong for this world too pure, too loving. Maybe that's why destiny tried to break them. One tragic incident stole the first pillar of their happy home. And soon after, the other two followed, leaving behind only shadows of what once was. Now, Ranvijay, the eldest, stands as the reluctant protector. He never wanted the burden, but he couldn't let the pieces fall apart. Not when his younger brothers still needed to know what a family meant. Beside him is Rajeev, quiet and calm the anchor in Rudransh's storm. His music, his peace, his silent strength held them together when words failed. And Reyansh, the youngest the heart. A burst of colour in their grey world. He still knows how to laugh, how to love, how to bring light even when everything seems dark. But what they don't know is that one piece of their soul is missing . One brother, lost and raised in pain, far from the warmth he once belonged to. He grew up with harsh truths, unaware of the love that once waited for him and still waiting for him . But destiny always finds a way. And soon, the lost will return Bringing with him the storm... and the healing. You can start reading the book , because your author will not stop in between so , be free to shower your views . And enjoy . . . Join me in the incredible journey . . . One brother, lost and raised in pain, far from the warmth he once belonged to. He grew up with harsh truths, unaware of the love that once waited for him. But destiny always finds a way. And soon, the lost will return - Bringing with him the storm... and the healing.

Being alive is supposed to be the happiest night of her lives, until everything went dark. Kqiza Hurge and her friends wake up to a city that's no longer their streets empty, buildings crumbling, and something lurking in the shadows. No one is safe. No one knows who will survive. And the stranger who keeps appearing at her side, Kudos Frinch, may be the only one she can trust but trust can be deadly. Sa gitna ng takot at dilim, bawat hakbang ay isang laban. Every choice could be their last. And some secrets are better left undiscovered. "In this city, nothing is what it seems, and survival comes with a price." Every step could be your last and every face could be your enemy. Who will win when chaos rules?

Jungkook was abandoned as a child and raised by Seokjin, the only person who ever truly cared for him. Life was never easy, but they survived together-until one night changed everything. When a dangerous mafia group comes after Seokjin, Jungkook fights to protect him-but ends up captured by Yoongi, a powerful and mafia boss. Taken to Yoongi's mansion,Now, Jungkook has to do what Yoongi says, or he might never see SeokJin again. But something about Yoongi feels... different. Why does he look at Jungkook like they're connected? Why does he feel so familiar? Is there something hidden between him and that kid-something he wants to see, but can't? NOTE - IT'S NOT A SHIPPING STORY!!!

She never left Rosewood. She just faded into the background. Jamie Beckett was always the quiet one-Alison's secret, the Liars' shadow, the girl who saw everything and said nothing. But when A comes back with a vengeance, silence won't protect her anymore. As secrets unravel, lies collapse, and old ghosts return, Jamie is pulled deeper into the Liars' world than ever before. She's not just a witness now. She's a piece of the puzzle. Because in Rosewood, even the quiet ones have something to hide

දෙහදක ගැටෙන පෙම්බර ආල ගැටුම !

Taehyung, reborn in the future, carries the weight of a past drenched in blood and power-a past he only half-remembers. Once a ruler feared for his cruelty, he knows the shadows of the lives he destroyed yet cannot recall all the truths, the betrayals, or the tragedies that led him here. Jungkook, a descendant of demons, born human yet harboring a power older than the stars, was cursed into a lifeless rock statue-an immortal prisoner of time. But one touch awakens him, and his soul takes form, haunting Taehyung with a single, relentless question: "Why did you abandon me?" The lines between love and cruelty blur. Did Taehyung ever love Jungkook, or was he merely a pawn in a game of power and illusion? Who cursed Jungkook? What tragedy ended his past life? Every whispered memory and shadowed vision offers fragments of answers-but none complete. Bound by blood, haunted by demonic forces, and caught in a web of illusions older than mortals can comprehend, Taehyung must navigate a world where gods, spirits, and serpents watch from the shadows. The past is alive, and the future may not wait. In a story carved from mythology, magic, and the cruelty of love, two souls-one seeking answers, the other seeking vengeance-dance on the edge of eternity. Will Taehyung confront the truth of who he was, or will the illusions of the past consume them both?

She was ice wrapped in cruelty. She was sunshine hidden behind steel. When Engfa Waraha, the city's most ruthless fixer, collides with Charlotte Austin, the mafia princess who refuses her legacy, their world ignites. Bound by secrets, separated by blood, and drawn together by a force neither can control this isn't a love story. It's a war. And in war, everyone bleeds. What happens when fire meets ice? When the girl with everything to lose meets the woman with nothing left to save? Tropes: Enemies to Lovers | Mafia Romance | Slow Burn | Forbidden Love | Touch Her and Die | Morally Grey Characters Warnings: Violence, mature themes, emotional intensity, morally complex characters

Two typical police officers from New Zealand, soon finding themselves in a world filled with anthropomorphic beings-went on with their normal routine. It was supposed to be standard procedure driving back to the station with the suspects safely. Until a particular tunnel ruined it all. Stuck with two troubled teenagers, they've made a daring choice to drive around to find help. With each passing minute, everything was filled with enigma and furrowed looks as each passing second brought hair pulling feelings. But, driving into a large city called Zebuth. Caused one wrong use of gunpowder to be marked as NSC's fugitives. ----------------------------------------------- I rewritten half of this, including the description because it looks so bad in my view. Anyways, hopefully the introduction doesn't sound too dramatic like the last one. ಠ_ಠ Words: 59,000-62,000 words AS OF NOW DISCLAIMER: *I do not own Beastars at all. All rights goes to the original artist Paru Itagaki, that includes characters and images. For any other images/pictures, and music throughout the story I do not own also.* Once again, I do not own beastars whether it is the Manga or the Anime. Contains: Swears, and mentions of injury and first aid, including blood. Readers should be 13+ or up to read this **This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.** -Word counts are provided every 5 chapters. -Upcoming current chapter status can be found in "Chapter information" at the bottom of the chapter You can find this story on here and on Archive of Our Own.** Ao3 - BasilManCard It's my first published story so I hope you all enjoy!😊

This is a slow burn crossover fanfiction starring characters from popular manga such as Chainsaw man and Jujitsu Kaisen, although this fic is heavier on the JJK characters. There are some changes from cannon, such as in this version Tsumiki being Megumi's younger biological sister, gojo having history with Makima, and Geto's death 10 years prior to the start of this story as well as it taking place in the year 1991. Main cast is around 16

English name:- "I'm a Villain on the Infinite Set" Chinese name:-《我在无限片场当反派[无限]》作者：绛月星【完结】 DON'T FUCKING VOTE anymore otherwise my account will be ban, and this story will be gone, PLEASE ~ 🙂 In order to treat his paralyzed legs, Zhuo Yu volunteered to join a role-playing game with hidden murderous intent. However, unlike ordinary players who are chased and hacked by bosses, there seems to be something wrong with his setting. 　　In American plasma tablets, he is the lover that the masked butcher wants to protect. 　　In Japanese supernatural films, he is the infatuated type who resurrects his ghost boyfriend. 　　In Chinese Tantric films, he is the black hand leader who loves the evil god. 　　Zhuo Yu found that no matter what role he was assigned, he seemed to be in the same group as the dungeon boss.. 　　Players: Is there a possibility that we have a traitor? 　　Zhuo Yu: It's broken, I've become a villain:) 　　· 　　In this trial, everyone is guilty. 　　"Number One"'s sin is the most serious. He will repeat the endless cycle of reincarnation, and his mind will be worn away in the blood day after day until his soul is completely destroyed. 　　But he met Zhuo Yu. Serving Guide: 　　1. Horror Copy Big Boss X Born Bad Seed Little Madman 　　2. Demining, evil man, both are crazy critics 　　3.1v1.he. 　　One sentence introduction: I fell in love with Monster Boss at first sight 　　Aspiration: Survive adversity and never give up Search keywords: Main character: Zhuo Yu, boss ┃ Supporting characters: ┃ Other: Offline purpose only I'm reading and posting it at same time, maybe after a few chapters i stop posting if someone wants to read it Here the link:- Raw link :- https://www.52shuku.net/chongsheng/b/bjMqV_2.html (In raw all chapters r completed) Translation link:- https://knoxt.space/i-am-the-villain-on-infinite-studios-infinity/ (In here only 7 chap

1st installment of the Hazbin Hotel series The air was heavy, thick like molasses on a hot summer day, the kinda heat that makes the city sweat and the streets hum with the low rattle of a trumpet in a smoky joint. Down in the Quarter, with the scent of beignets still hangin' in the air, I found myself tangled up in somethin' that didn't quite fit right. Alastor, a man who knew every inch of this city like it was his own, but kept his secrets buried deeper than a jazz cat's finest tune. He had a smile that could talk a snake outta its skin, but underneath it all, there was a darkness more twisted than the vines growin' on the riverbank. Every time he made me doubt it, somethin' in me kept comin' back, like I couldn't leave it alone. New Orleans, it's got a way of draggin' you under, makin' you forget what's real and what ain't. And as the jazz played its sweet serenade through the night, I couldn't help but wonder-just how deep was Alastor's game, and was I ready to find out what lurked underneath it all? Contains: Physical harm Blood & violence Death

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Three paths. Three aspirations. One cause. This is a literary work about three journeys - lives shaped by different countries, different disciplines, and different dreams - all doomed to intertwine. What begins as a single case quietly expands across borders, integrating three nations and three fields of expertise: investigative journalism, ethical hacking, and forensic pathology. Each of them is drawn in for a different reason. Each of them has something to lose. For Isla, Arlo, and Sebastian, this is not just a case to solve - it is a reckoning. Truth demands more than skill. It demands choice. And when discovery becomes inevitable, walking away is no longer an option. Lines Doomed to Intertwine is a character-driven literary thriller about ambition, responsibility, and the cost of uncovering what was never meant to surface - where solving the case is not a victory, but survival.

Bara, a chef whose devotion to the kitchen borders on the erotic and the divine, finds his identity shattered after a single, salted mistake leads to his humiliating exile. His replacement at the prestigious Calyptra is Sena, a man of impossible symmetry and lethal precision.

OneShot "The sea is pretty, right?" She says as she holds my hand. Confuse, how is there water in my eyes- oh, i'm crying. Laughing inside my mind. Wondering, why? Besides me is the girl i'm deeply inlove, with all my heart. And for the reason i'm crying, that's story you're going to hear.

Some schools teach lessons. Some schools hide sins. When the bell rings at St. Xavier's School, it sounds normal-sharp, loud, familiar. But for Anamika Singh, that bell feels like a warning. Like something inside the walls is waking up. Four friends once walked these corridors every day-laughing, dreaming, loving. Anamika, the quiet girl who felt too much. Isha, the coffee-loving soul who trusted too easily. Arjun Segal, the maths genius with eyes full of secrets. Pranav Rajput, the protector who never learned how to save himself. Time passed. Love grew where it shouldn't have. Silence replaced confessions. And one girl-Isha-ended up dead. They called it suicide. But some deaths don't feel finished. When Anamika smells coffee after Isha's funeral, her heart knows something is wrong. When files disappear from locked rooms. When the lights flicker in empty corridors. When names written years ago start appearing again- The school begins to breathe. Now a doctor, Anamika returns to the same place- Where her lover Arjun teaches. Where her best friend took her last breath. Where the truth was buried carefully, behind marksheets and discipline. To find who killed Isha, Anamika and Pranav become fake students. They smile in classrooms. They sit under the same blackboard. They pretend not to be scared. But the school remembers them. Someone is watching. Someone doesn't want the past exposed. And the deeper they dig, the more they realise- Isha didn't just die because she knew something. She died because she refused to stay quiet. In a place where love was forbidden, Truth was punished, and coffee carried poison- Will justice survive? Or will the school claim another life? Because some secrets don't stay buried. They wait. And then... They kill.

New York believed in two things: hustle and coincidence. Every day, million of lives crossed paths shared elevators, crosswalk- and then vanished from each other's stories forever but sometimes "Two lives collided at exactly the wrong moment. Or the right one. Nyra Vashisht wiped her hands on her apron and smiled at a customer as she handed over a cup of cappuccino. The little bell on the cafe door chimed softly as someone entered. "Next Order?" she called gently. Outside, the evening sky blushed gold and pink. Inside Eclipse Noir, the world felt slower - untouched by the chaos of the city. Nyra liked it that way. Not because she was hiding. But because here, she could finally breathe and be herselves. Across the ocean, on a flight cutting through clouds and time zones, a man stared blankly out of an airplane window about to take an unaware that his life was unscripted turn His name was Vihaan Mehra. And in a few hours, he would walk into a café that would change everything. But behind the softness lies a darker truth. Hidden identities. A dangerous syndicate. Secrets buried in the past. A story of slow-burn romance, cozy café moments, dual lives, and a love that dares to survive the dark.

"The Forgotten Fire" Sixteen-year-old Sneha Evans enters Crestwood High with one secret: She doesn't belong there. Not the money. Not the family. Not the life everyone thinks she has. Her cousin Sam Evans warns her from day one- "Don't tell anyone we're related." So Sneha stays invisible. Quiet. Careful. Afraid. Until the richest boy in school, Aiden Walker, sits beside her... and refuses to leave. But when a forgotten photo, a burnt bracelet, and a locked room begin to uncover the truth about Sneha's past, she starts remembering the one night she was never meant to survive- The fire that killed her parents. Someone doesn't want her to remember. Someone is watching. Someone wants to finish what they started. And Aiden? He's the one boy who should stay away from her... yet the only one willing to burn the world to keep her safe. In a school full of secrets, in a town full of lies, Sneha must choose- stay quiet, or uncover the truth that could destroy everyone. ---

A hum started in the dark, soft at first, like someone breathing. Just static, meaningless... until it wasn't. It felt alive, watching, waiting, whispering something no one could understand. The room went quiet again. But the feeling stayed. Some things, once they start, don't stop.