“Woof woof!” “What is it, Princess?” We’d just gotten our daily cinnamon scones from Homa’s Bakery next door. What could she possibly be worrying about? Princess was still pulling harshly on the leash; she was trying to show me something. … Continue reading The Sweet Book Vandal by Charlie F
She stood outside the amusement park. Everything looked different, yet everything felt familiar — even the autumn breeze. Anyone could tell that she did not belong in this town. Her ostentatious diamond ring was an outlier among a sea of … Continue reading The Light From Within by Joy Z.
December 7th, 1894 Dearest Diary, Who knew that winter could be so beautiful. Well, if you include Ruth staring out the window over snowy Liverpool, sipping her chai tea pleasantly. Oops, did I write that? Well, I can’t … Continue reading The Mysterious Masquerade Murders by Julia B.
As the clock chimed 12:00, I pulled up to my office alongside my assistant, Alan Clark. We stepped out of the taxi and it felt as though I was being swallowed by the thick black night. New York’s air was … Continue reading A Series of Notes by Hannah T.
Sherlock stood by the window of his apartment, silently staring out into the rainy streets of London. He held his black clay pipe in one hand and tucked his other hand into the pocket of his neatly pressed trousers. … Continue reading Moore Murderer by Betty P.
The dimly lit streets of Bellbary were filled with excited children in bright costumes today. Families spent time and effort covering their houses with cobwebs, accessorizing their doorsteps with skulls, and carving out Jack-O-Lanterns to display on their front porch. … Continue reading Little Oli’s Halloween By Alice Y.
The mansion was huge, big enough to have a legitimate name. There it was, the same name that had been in the news countless times, Bahay Callum, carved in the stone walls, spotlessly clean. Turning to my partner with a … Continue reading The Callum Case by Bella S.
Maria had never believed in ghosts, until that day, that is. Until she saw the thing in the woods. She had always just thought when peopled died they’d either go to heaven or the place down below. She never thought … Continue reading The Spirit by Wren L.
Chapter 1 For most, today would appear to be an obnoxiously normal Tuesday. Every detail about this day appears to be completely mundane from a far. The identical stone houses sit perfectly still underneath the lilac Chicago sky while people … Continue reading Death Day by Avrel F.
It was about 5 o’clock when Michelle Walsh walked through the door. Sherlock Holmes and I were at home, 221b Baker St, not doing much, when Ms. Walsh came in sobbing. This is what she told us; “My husband, Victor, … Continue reading In the Absence of Poison by Ava M.