Chicago Pd Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I said, truthfully. Leo’s expression flickered. “She’s lying,” the man said, and without waiting— Click. The jolt ripped through my leg. My body convulsed, spine arching as I gasped involuntarily. The wires buzzed. Leo’s jaw clenched. His fists curled at his sides. Scar lifted the wire again. “Try again, sweetheart. Kade. Chicago or Montreal?” Chicago! I know fully well about Chicago. “I’ve never heard him talk about either,” I whispered.

Viktor sneered, fisting his hand so tight that not only the knuckles turned white but, I thought the tiny veins would pop. “Why don’t you take care of Matteo and let me handle the rest?” I offered passively and informed further. “The media is onto the story like a leech, especially when Mia has a social reputation. Our contacts in the ivory tower told me that Chicago PD is taking this case as a slam dunk one—a regular gang war.” Viktor scoffed, and then laughed. “A regular gang war? Well, Chicago is about to witness what a war looks like when they try to kill a Romano.”

Liam held her hips still as he had gotten even harder and he softened his kiss. "Chinese tastes good on you." He told her. "More about me, hmm? Let's see, I moved here to help settle my Aunts accounts, and I'm a detective more as a sort of rebellion to my Father and Uncle wanting me in the company. I don't need the job but after I started I kind of like it. It's interesting, to say the least. Definitely hard especially in a city like Chicago but here it's laid back. I enjoy solving the puzzle. I feel like I'm helping shine light in some of the darkest areas of society when I'm able to put the pieces together.”

"Lia was supposed to be spared. You're the one who changed plans. Or have you forgotten? You chose me!" He drops and crushes his unfinished cigarette. "I don't have time for your sentimental bullshit, Chiara. The world doesn't revolve around you and your loss, so quit acting like it does. We’ve all lost something valuable to us because of this. We’re all bearing deep scars. You’re not the only one who feels pain. Get back inside before I lose my patience with you.”

The girl said sternly but her eyes seemed to cover something, just as she was about to close the door, Detective Austin blocked the door with his legs and arms while pushing it so it didn't close "I'm with the Chicago police ... I need him ..." Detective Austin spoke in a slightly harsh tone as the girl tried to push Austin back and then stopped when she heard what Austin say "- I'm detective Austin, I'm from the Chicago police, I need Milo to asking something." Detective Austin repeated, trying to convince the girl that he was not a dangerous person.

“Is that…?” “Yes. It's for dinner. I'll let you change.” Lily stepped out, and I finally had space to myself for the first time that day. I fought back my tears as the reality of everything that was happening dawned on me—that I would soon be the wife of the most powerful and notorious capo in Chicago, one whom the FBI had been unable to nail. I removed my shirt and dropped it on the bed. The dress on the bed had a cup bra, so I removed my own bra. I wouldn't be needing it.

Jensen got more and more worked up, waving his hands and feet like crazy, wishing Zane could show up right now so he could skin him alive! Amelia stopped Jensen just in time, or else people passing by outside would've thought, Which mental hospital in Chicago did this person escape from? Zane did a lot of stupid things. Even if Amelia didn't know before, once she came to Chicago and checked, she basically understood. Grandpa felt guilty toward Grandpa on Mom's side, also because of him.

“Why are you wearing his shirt?” “Long story,” she said. “I’m Chiara. And, given that you match the description we were given, I’m guessing you’re Amy. My father is itching to get his hands on you.” “Really?” I made it sound like I didn’t believe her. Part of me did. “Anything which weakens Alpha Kane … Yet it seems to me he has his own demons.” I had to ask. “Did he hurt you?” Chiara shuddered. “I was in line to be gang raped by the jailers when something changed. I’ll be honest with you, Luna. It was when I mentioned my father’s plan.”

The police on the other end of the line paused for a moment before saying, “Alright. I’ll communicate with my superior first.” “Thank you. The Barkworth family has falsely accused us. Please look into them as well.” “Okay.” They exchanged some pleasantries and hung up. Lyla turned to Chiara. “Chiara, don’t worry. All problems can be solved. No one can harm you. I won’t let you get hurt even if it means I end up in jail.” Chiara’s eyes flickered with some emotions. She clenched her fists tightly and wordlessly. She did not want to talk or think about the future.

I listened quietly, flipping through a ledger that had clearly been tampered with. The mess here was even worse than I had imagined. "Oh, speaking of that troublemaker…" Sofia suddenly lowered her voice, glancing toward the door. "He just transferred from Chicago, one of the Falcone family's boys, Jasper. That guy is a complete lunatic. Doesn't give a damn about anyone." "I heard he got exiled here for causing trouble in Chicago. All he does is stir up shit and gamble…" Just as she was speaking, the sound of heavy footsteps came from the hallway, accompanied by an unabashed whistle.