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Mystery, crime, murder, unsolved cases. Contribute your own tales of crime to Criminal.

Sam Wijesinghea year ago
In the Arms of the Bigger Spider
Part 1: "Confrontation Before Departure" here. He had a sip from his coffee and set his eyes wondering around the office room, examining the paraphernalia. A white board was filled with marker lines j...
First to Bite the Bullet
I hate arranged marriages. Just the idea sickened me. As a teen, all I wanted was to marry for love, have a beautiful husband most girls would love to be with. I would’ve never expected to see myself ...
Jake Washburna year ago
Night Out
Cowboy boots and sweat covered the dance floor as the old-time jukebox played the same old songs it always did on Friday nights. The bar was filled with hopeless romantics waiting to buy pretty girls ...
It's Just Business
The sour taste of liquor burnt the back of his esophagus as he lounged back, his eyes closed. It was peaceful and quiet, life was going well for him. Business was traveling smoothly, his boss promoted...
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mollyglinski a year ago
Thursday
It all kicked off when we was walking down to the estate to buy pills. It was early evening like when it’s still light but not dark and I felt really calm and happy and I was thinking about all the gi...
Broken: The Secrets That Kill (Part 1)
I lay awake at night. Thinking, always thinking. I messed up bad, but I'm not sure if it is worse for me or them. It could be both, but it's eating me up inside. It consumes me day and night. I can't ...
M Kier Murdocka year ago
Miles Away
“Get dressed, get armed, we’re leaving.” The man with the heavy Londoner accent said as he barged into the quaint little flat, his light brown eyes focusing on everything in the room like a microscope...
Nightshade LGBTa year ago
The Escape
I awoke to the sound of shouting voices and whistling trains. “Get her!” an unidentified voice yelled. I scrambled to my feet and started running towards the exit. So I guess you want to know me and h...
Paul Zhenga year ago
Bad Feeling
It was casual day, a sunny Wednesday. I was just sitting in a restaurant eating my food. Now let’s go back a little earlier and let me tell you about a weird thing I had. I woke up this morning feelin...
Daniel Byrona year ago
A Death in the Cold, Part Two
The road to Geneva was a day's journey by horse and Evony was not quite ready for such an endeavor. Her legs still ached from the bounty killing of Monsieur Boutin, and with 100 Francs in her purse sh...
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Meena a year ago
A Stalker's Tale
As I stand here in this dirty room with a gun in my right hand and the man I killed laying on the ground with blood all over him and some of his dirty blood on me, I think back to what I just did, wha...
Taiesha Smith2 years ago
Solving My Own Murder
I was pushed. That's all I remember. But my autopsy shows I was shot in the head. Why can't I remember being shot? Why do I only remember being pushed? I woke up in panic, scared and annoyed. It's lik...
Lauren Whitney2 years ago
Sunday Night
It's late on a Sunday. Her blood flows from her dying body on to the kitchen floor like water from a faucet. He stands there frozen, unsure of what to do as his little sister bleeds from the knife wou...
Holly Reinhardt2 years ago
Black Widow, Part Two
Jack and I were on our regular patrol when dispatch came over the cb. "Jack, Murphy, come in..." "We're here. What's the news Darcy?" "The coroner has asked for you guys to come back to the morgue. He...
Daniel Byron2 years ago
A Death in the Cold
A sharp wind battered her barren face, her hair whipping into a golden torrent behind her. Her icy blue eyes reflected the snowy hills before her. She trudged steadily up the wooded path, her gray clo...
Holly Reinhardt2 years ago
Black Widow
It was a rainy August night when I got the call. It was my partner Jack. "We got another one." Another one, I thought, we just got back home from a 16 hour shift. "I'm on my way," I told him. Boy I wi...
Green Eyes
What would you do if you were in the wrong place at the wrong time?
Celine Urbin2 years ago
Castles
Prologue The September air is brisk as it hits midnight in my small town of Coeur d’Alene, Idaho. I look out the window at the full moon wishing I was there. Maybe I’d be happier there than here. I lo...