Brave Police Decker Novels & Stories

A police cruiser pulled up behind him, siren whooping once to get his attention. Jake's heart skipped a beat. He pulled over to the shoulder, hands gripping the wheel tight. 'What did I do?' he wondered, glancing at the cop car. The officer stepped out, a big guy in his late 30s, broad shoulders filling out his uniform shirt. His name tag read 'Officer Hale.' He had a stern face, short dark hair, and a jaw that looked like it could crack nuts. Hale shone his flashlight into Jake's car, making him squint.

“I just got off work and we came out here to get some privacy.” The cop’s headlights gave me enough light to see him once he swayed into the beams. “You look familiar,” he said. “What’s your name?” I glanced at his uniform for the first time and realized he was a Zachary cop, and not from Baton Rouge. Josie tensed beside me. My mother didn’t leave our family with a good reputation. “Maverick Booker.” “I thought so,” he said. “The football king, huh? Well, too bad I know where you grew up. You mind emptying your pockets for me, son?”

The coach doesn’t seem to care about the agents around them as he cups her cheeks and eats her mouth. We see William talking to a tall man on our way to the cafeteria. I see a police uniform. My heart was threatening to rip right out from my chest as I watch them argue about something. “No need to worry Keira, let’s go,” says Jayden as he holds my wrists. We were about to turn around when the officer’s gaze landed on me. “You!” I freeze and choose not to turn around. “I knew she was here.” I hear him say. I gulp and slowly turn around. The policeman is surprisingly handsome, making me wish he wasn’t the bad guy. He should think about changing his career, maybe modelling will suit him better

Judging from the car plates and the flags on the car, it was obvious the person inside the car was someone important within the police force. Very quickly, the door was opened. Garrick and the others saw the most important and newly promoted man within the police force in Wolsing—Soren Braff, ranked two within the Braff family. There were several high-level members of the police force with him in white uniforms, and all of them exuded an incredibly powerful presence. The moment Garrick and the others saw Soren appearing, they quickly greeted him with a smile. "Why are you here, Soren? If there's anything you need, you can just give me a call and I'll work on it! I didn't even ask my men to m

My heart suffers as watching Harley in this situation makes me bleed all over. I push the door open and I join them outside. I fold my hands and stand by the side of the pathway with Hudson standing beside me. “So, miss Jane right…?”The policeman says. “Yes” My eyes roam and it finds its way to his name tag. There is a write up of his name. His name seems weird though. Dudley Decker.D. This is really a weird kind of name though. “Anyways, may I know your full name and your relationship with the victim?” He asks. The two other policemen with him stand behind him and force their hands straight as though they are under a parade.

a man in his Wobbly voice interrupted us. “Hello,” Decker seems not interested, The woman with the man hugged Decker and pulled me in her long arms. “Hello, I am Angela Forbes, his wife,” I waited for Decker to introduce the male, but it seemed he was trying to avoid him. “I am Sheriff Forbes,” My ears alerted me; Sheriff Smith told me he was the one who made the road rage case. I smiled, “I am Adele, Decker’s wife,” “Oh! Wow, she looks so familiar,”

“Get back in the car. No ticket. But I see this again? Cuffs.” Brittany smiled, climbing in. “Thank you, officer.” The cop lingered, eyes on her ass. “Drive safe.” Derek stared as he walked away. “Holy shit. You impressed me, Brittany.” He started the car. “I’ll fuck you when we get home. Give you what you want. I’ll be the police, you the offender. Cuffs, baton—film it all. Send it to Layla. Title: ‘What Layla wishes she had.’”

he said soberly “You are welcome” “Goddd! Can't believe I would have been dead now” he chuckled “Thank you, I really appreciate” “Come on detective…” “Decker, call me Decker” he interrupted “You know you are like that girl in the series, Eleven. The moment I was up in the air by that, uhm, what's he name Caterer” “Carter, mum called him Carter” “Yep, whatever. you were like, Get away from him you douchebag”

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.