Deadly Little Murders

Deadly Little Murders is a UK-based murder mystery studio creating psychological crime stories, hosted live murder mystery events and solvable cold case packs.

Hosted Murder Mystery Events

Deadly Little Murders events are hosted, table-based murder mystery experiences designed for venues, private groups and corporate events. Guests work through the case together, examine the evidence, challenge each other’s theories and decide what really happened.This is not an actor-led murder mystery night. There are no costumes, no stage interruptions and no forced participation. It is a guided cold case investigation experience built for discussion, deduction and a great social evening.

How It Works

Deadly Little Murders events are hosted, themed social murder mystery evenings built for groups, friends and shared tables. Over dinner and drinks, guests investigate the case together, review the evidence, challenge each other’s theories and follow the story as new details are revealed in stages. Each event has its own setting and atmosphere, from 1890s explorers and 1920s Gatsby glamour to gangsters, molls and modern K-pop intrigue. A live host guides the room, but the verdict belongs to your table.

Cold Case Investigation Packs

Each Deadly Little Murders Cold Case Pack gives you a fictional murder case to investigate, with a full case file and a series of sealed envelopes that reveal further evidence as the investigation unfolds.Written by a crime author and designed for evenings with friends, date nights and sharp-eyed sleuths, each pack is built to be read, discussed and solved together.Start with the main case file, examine the evidence and build your theory. As the investigation progresses, open the envelopes in order to uncover new information, test your assumptions and push the case forward.This is not a box of random clues. It is a complete, coherent murder investigation, carefully written to feel like a real case being reopened in front of you.Our first Cold Case Pack is The Last Evening of Anna Voss. Review the evidence, follow the trail and see if you can crack the case.

The Last Evening
Of Anna Voss

Anna Voss, 34, was found dead in the garden of a converted manor house after a private dinner party in October 2004.She had fallen from the first-floor balcony outside the library. The death was recorded as accidental after alcohol, bad weather and witness confusion muddied the timeline.Sixteen years later, a review of archived material raises doubts about the accepted sequence of events.Four suspects. One death. One question that never went away.Reopen the file. Test the statements. Challenge the evidence.Look for the detail the original investigators missed. Was Anna Voss killed by someone she knew, or was her death nothing more than a tragic accident shaped by alcohol and the chaos of the night?

Disturbingly
Tasteful
Merchandise

DLM merchandise is for anyone who likes their crime a little closer to the skin.Disturbingly tasteful by design, each piece is made to be worn, used or displayed as part of the DLM world. Think dressed to kill, not fancy dress.We are currently curating a small range of limited-run items that feel dark, playful and unsettling in equal measure, created for people who enjoy indulging their inner sleuth.Coming soon!

Murder Mystery Books

Deadly Little Murders publishes short psychological crime fiction designed to be read in a single sitting.These are tightly written murder mysteries built around tension, misdirection and the moment everything changes.Some are compact. Some go longer. All are written to deliver a complete, satisfying mystery in one sharp read.

Available in ebook and paperback.

Deadly Little Murders - Volume One

Volume One brings together fourteen carefully constructed murder mysteries, each with its own setting, tone and method.Volume One brings together fourteen carefully constructed murder mysteries, each with its own setting, tone and method. Step into sealed rooms, broken alibis, river crossings, fairgrounds after dark and conversations that turn deadly. These are short, sharp mysteries built to pull you in fast, keep you guessing and leave you wanting one more.Designed for readers who enjoy psychological crime, clever misdirection and stories that can be finished in a single sitting. Available in ebook and paperback.Fourteen different settings. Fourteen complete reads.

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the trouble with dead men

Sealed inside a private escape room with a body, a ticking clock and the creeping sense that the room itself is responding to his fear, Brian begins to unravel. The air thickens. The vents whisper. Small details shift when he isn’t looking. And the corpse refuses to behave like a corpse.The Trouble With Dead Men is a dark, claustrophobic psychological thriller set inside a single room, where panic becomes evidence, silence becomes power, and judgement is the most dangerous trap of all. It plays with the conventions of locked-room fiction, misdirection and unreliable perception, building toward a final reversal that reframes everything that came before.The Deadly Little Murders Series is a collection of compact but fully realised murder mystery stories.Complete stories with character, tension and consequences.Written to be read in one sitting.
Built to leave a mark.
Smart, unsettling, occasionally darkly funny. Always fatal.

red lipstick cold alibi

Clara understands how attention works. How repetition creates familiarity. How small signals, placed carefully, can teach a room what to remember and what to ignore. Over time, patterns harden into truth, and truth becomes something other people repeat for you.But patterns can be copied.When a routine begins to fracture and familiar signals return altered, Clara is forced to confront the possibility that she is no longer the only author of the story unfolding around her. Someone else has been watching. Someone else has learned the rules. And someone is prepared to use them.As control slips and certainty erodes, intention becomes difficult to prove and innocence harder to perform. What remains is a quiet, tightening sense that the wrong person may be holding the alibi and that the final move has already been made.Red Lipstick, Cold Alibi is a psychological crime story about murder, deception, and the dangerous power of constructing patterns you believe only you can control.

death needs no witness

Mia takes a late crossing after a long night, choosing a route few people use and fewer pay attention to. The boat moves slowly through the city, carrying its small, indifferent collection of passengers past dark water and fractured lights. It should be uneventful. It isn’t.A quiet conversation begins. A stranger sits where he shouldn’t, says things he shouldn’t know and asks questions that feel less like curiosity than recognition. As the crossing continues, memory and perception begin to blur. Ordinary details take on weight. Silence starts to press.What unfolds is not a chase or an investigation, but a confrontation with choice, intent and the stories we tell ourselves to survive our own actions. The line between witness and participant becomes uncertain. So does the boundary between what is seen, what is remembered, and what is already decided.Some journeys don’t take you anywhere new. They simply refuse to let you arrive unchanged.

a ride to hell

Thirty years after a man vanished without trace, a single comment reopens the question everyone thought was buried.Drawn back to a travelling fair on the edge of town, he finds the past still spinning. The Waltzer dominates the field, pulling people toward it in tight, repetitive cycles. Music, lights, motion. A place designed to disorient, to trap memory in loops.What begins as curiosity becomes recognition. Not proof. Not answers. Just the growing certainty that some disappearances are not escapes and not accidents, but choices that never stopped unfolding.A Ride to Hell is a story about memory, guilt and the places people choose to remain unseen, where the noise is loud enough to hide in plain sight.

someone saw her fall

In a crowded shopping centre, a woman falls from an upper floor and dies in front of dozens of witnesses.Her daughter is among them.In the aftermath, nothing feels quite right. The timing. The details. The way grief is already arranging itself into explanations. As police begin asking routine questions, small inconsistencies surface. A remembered phrase. A missing moment. A presence that may—or may not—have been there at all.Everyone agrees on one thing: it looked like an accident.But as the truth emerges, the simplest explanation proves to be the most devastating.Someone Saw Her Fall is a psychological short story about assumption, guilt, and the quiet harm caused by moments no one meant to matter. It is not a whodunnit, but a study of how quickly certainty formsand how painful it can be to live with what really happened.Part of the Deadly Little Murders series: compact, unsettling stories where the crime is only the beginning.

the name on the body

A body on the beach.
A word carved into the wrist.
A message everyone thinks they understand.
The crowd decides quickly what it means. The story is neat. Tragic. Contained. Something they can repeat without discomfort.But one girl reacts differently.
She watches too closely.
Flinches at the wrong moments.
Knows something the rest of them don’t.
As suspicion surfaces, the meaning of the word becomes harder to ignore. What first looks like explanation begins to feel like warning. And when a familiar pattern finally reveals itself, it exposes something far darker than anyone on the beach is prepared to face.The Name On The Body is a dark psychological crime story about misinterpretation, buried violence, and the danger of mistaking certainty for truth. Controlled, unsettling, and quietly devastating.

you were meant to notice

There’s a body in the shower.
The band is already on stage.
Backstage at a small UK venue, a K-pop tour stop is running to schedule. Five songs. An encore. A crowd that doesn’t care who’s singing, only that the sound keeps coming.When the a body is found dead, the band’s manager makes a choice that feels temporary. Practical. Contained. One problem dealt with so the night can continue.But nights like this don’t just end. They leave traces.As the set reaches its encore, the truth begins to surface — not through confession or investigation, but through things noticed too late and decisions that can’t be reversed. What looked like chaos becomes something else entirely.You Were Meant to Notice is a darkly comic psychological crime story about control, complicity, and how easily a death can be managed when everyone benefits from not asking questions.

time of death: 9.17am

A scientist is found dead in a sealed office inside a high-security research facility.The systems respond exactly as designed. The air is scrubbed. The logs are precise.Time of death: 09:17.What follows is a textbook investigation.
Witness statements align.
Movements are logged. A heated exchange earlier in the morning provides context not cause. Everyone is accounted for. No one appears to have left. The evidence points calmly and convincingly toward suicide.But as the facility returns to normal, small details refuse to settle.
A residue where it should not be.
A timeline that fits too neatly.
And a single object found where it cannot logically exist.Time of Death: 09:17 is a psychological crime story about systems that work perfectly, witnesses who tell the truth and the quiet danger of mistaking continuity for certainty.Controlled, clinical and unsettling, a story where nothing goes wrong and that is exactly the problem.

what walked behind him

Set on a Ganges river steamer in 1895, this Deadly Little Murders story follows Arkwright, a man haunted by a theft committed years earlier and the death that came with it.He travels with something he should never have taken, kept close as heat, insects and river press in around him.As the day unfolds, small moments begin to feel wrong. Strangers seem to know him. Ordinary objects look like weapons. Faces blur into accusation.Dosing himself with laudanum, Arkwright cannot tell whether he is being hunted by others or by his own mind.Chased by his past and by what he believes is closing in, the river becomes both threat and escape, in a story of guilt, paranoia and the danger of mistaking fear for pursuit.

the meaning less of life

It starts before language.
A child watching light move across a ceiling.
Snow falling.
Ducks at the water’s edge.
A question with no words yet.
A question grows teeth.
Across a life compressed by obsession, a brilliant, driven mind hunts for scale, for containers, for answers big enough to hold existence itself. Infinity. Distance. The edge of things.His refusal to stop asking becomes the defining act. But some pursuits don’t lead outward. They narrow.Set over a single ordinary night, The Meaning Less of Life strips away abstraction to expose the quiet violence of resisting finitude and the unsettling calm that comes when the chase finally ends.This is not a story about infinity.
It’s about what happens when a life runs out of room.
Cold, intimate and inevitable.

nothing heard nothing seen

Nothing Heard, Nothing Seen is a locked-room murder built to collapse into certainty.A ranger forces entry into a remote cabin and finds a man dead on the floor with a precise puncture wound to the throat. No weapon. No sign of struggle. The door was locked from the inside. In the corner, a woman sits motionless, mute with shock, mouth forming a single foreign word again and again. Ghost.The room offers only wrong details. Moisture where there should be blood. Cold metal in a warm space. A lock that holds too cleanly. Every assumption pushes the investigation toward impossibility or superstition, and away from intent.As the truth comes into focus, the mystery is not how the room was sealed, but why it was staged that way. The silence is deliberate. The witness is positioned. The impossibility is the alibi.This is not a story about what could not have happened.
It is about how easily the wrong story can be made to stick.

a deadly little murder

An elderly woman reads a newspaper headline that should mean nothing to her. A missing walker. A familiar hill. A story already beginning to close itself down. She has lived long enough to recognise the language: misadventure, weather, bad ground. The kind of words that make death manageable.Years earlier, on that same stretch of land, something far smaller happened. No witnesses. No drama. Just a moment where power shifted and silence did the rest. What followed was not freedom, but endurance, a life shaped around containment, routine and the careful minimising of what cannot be undone.A Deadly Little Murder is a study in control, reversal and the violence of certainty. It is not about rage, but about calm. Not about fear, but about recognition. The act itself is brief. The consequences last decades.This final story in Volume One closes the circle of the collection. A murder reduced to an incident. A life lived in the shadow of something easily explained away. Little enough to fit in a column. Deadly enough to last forever.

the 36th serial killer

A quiet payroll clerk leaves work and takes the Northern line home, one more tired face under the yellow lights of the evening Tube.Three nights earlier she read an article called The 36-Killer Statistic, and since then the journey has changed. Every stranger feels newly legible. A man with a split knuckle. A woman carrying flowers. A dark coat lingering too close to the doors. The ordinary world has begun to look crowded with hidden things.As the carriage empties stop by stop, suspicion sharpens into pattern. By Tufnell Park, the question is no longer whether she has travelled beside a killer before, but whether one has followed her off the train. The station narrows. The stairwell rises. Footsteps may or may not be there. Fear does the rest.The 36th Serial Killer is about paranoia, anonymity and the private logic of violence. It is not about the shock of killing, but the calm that follows. Not about who is hunting whom, but about what happens when the wrong person starts asking the right question.

the death of frankie scarlotti

An ageing man walks into a dead building dressed for a life that has already left him behind. Good suit. Silk tie. Polished shoes. The kind of man younger ones dismiss before they understand what he’s there to do.He waits in the basement while a young man comes looking for him, certain of the ending before it begins. The shot is quick. The fall is heavy. What follows is not a fight, but a correction, brutal and final, set in motion long before either of them stepped into the dark.The Death of Frankie Scarlotti is a Deadly Little Murder about consequence, false assumptions and the last useful thing a ruined man can do. It is not about honour among thieves, but about timing. Not about who survives, but about who understands the cost too late.

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