Found 5,135 results for "Murderers in fiction"
Murder in Mesopotamia
by Agatha Christie
IN the hall of the Tigris Palace Hotel in Baghdad a hospital nurse was finishing a letter.
Sleeping Murder
by Agatha Christie
Gwenda Reed stood, shivering a little, on the quay-side.
The A.B.C. Murders
by Agatha Christie
It was in June of 1935 that I came home from my ranch in South America for a stay of about six months.
The Murders in the Rue Morgue
by Edgar Allan Poe
The mental features discoursed of as the analytical, are, in themselves, but little susceptible of analysis.
Murder on the Links
by Agatha Christie
I believe that a well-known anecdote exists to the effect that a young writer, determined to make the commencement of hi...
A Murder Is Announced
by Agatha Christie
Between 7:30 and 8:30 every morning except Sundays, Johnnie Butt made the round of the village of Chipping Cleghorn on h...
The Murder of Roger Ackroyd
by Agatha Christie
MRS. Ferrars died on the night of the 16th-17th September-a Thursday.
Hercule Poirot's Christmas
by Agatha Christie
STEPHEN pulled up the collar of his coat as he walked briskly along the platform.
In Cold Blood
by Truman Capote
problems. However, the last seven years have been years of droughtless beneficence.
Murder in Three Acts
by Agatha Christie
MR. Satterthwaite sat on the terrace of Crow's Nest and watched his host, Sir Charles Cartwright, climbing up the path f...
Five Little Pigs
by Agatha Christie
Hercule Poirot looked with interest and appreciation at the young woman who was being ushered into the room.
The Hollow
by Agatha Christie
AT 6:13 A.M. on a Friday morning Lucy Angkatell's big blue eyes opened upon another day, and as always, she was at once ...
The Mysterious Affair at Styles
by Agatha Christie
The intense interest aroused in the public by what was known at the time as "The Styles Case" has now somewhat subsided.
One, Two, Buckle My Shoe
by Agatha Christie
MR. Morley was not in the best of tempers at breakfast.
The Spy Who Came in from the Cold
by John le Carré
The American handed Leamas another cup of coffee and said, "Why don't you go back and sleep?
A Study in Scarlet
by Arthur Conan Doyle
IN the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go throu...