Courtroom Anime Novels & Stories

Calla’s POV We transformed the dining table into a war room within the hour, covering every available surface with documents, legal precedents, hand-drawn diagrams, and notes that Jake had somehow procured from sources I probably didn’t want to know about. “Court proceedings here have a specific format,” Jake explained, unfolding a document that looked ancient and was so filled with fancy writing that it strained my eyes. “First, the Chief Elder reads the charges against someone, then the accused can either accept or deny them. After that, witnesses testify in an order based on their status, evidence is shown and verified, and then a group of Seven Elders discusses everything in private befo

The building is old and covered in ivy and bricks. No phones. No technology. No devices are allowed inside. I feel like I'm entering one of the settings of my books from the Lending Library. I hope to include this courtroom in my story if I ever write novels. It might help me process all I am going through. Hundreds of Ashmore students and parents fill the courtroom. The benches and pews all fill up quickly. Students in the audience are wearing t-shirts supporting Gerald McLaren. Others think Kelly did it, and some believe Jeremy is at fault.

Bella POV The courtroom was smaller than I expected. I don't know what I had imagined. Something grander, maybe. But Court Three was just a room with wood walls, bright lights, and the smell of old paper. Benches filled up with lawyers, reporters, and strangers who just liked to watch other people's disasters. I had been in courtrooms before for Richard and Victoria. I had always been calm and left without looking back. I told myself this would be the same.

He looked impossibly handsome in the rising sun, his sharp suit glowing faintly golden. He gave me the smallest nod, and I stepped forward. Inside, the courtroom was tense. Whispers darted through the gallery. The clerk banged his gavel. "Court rise!" We all stood as the judge entered, robes flowing, her face grave. My knees trembled. Lucas opened the proceedings with quiet authority, laying out the evidence one by one, the flawed autopsy assumptions, the missing food samples, the coerced signature. Every word felt like a lifeline thrown across the abyss I’d been drowning in for years.

Pamela continued meekly, "What I say is the truth, sir. I kept a copy of the footage in the boutique. I can give it to you whenever you need it." "Shut up! Just shut the fuck up!" Melanie roared once again. As a result, the court went into an uproar. The judge as well as the jury did their best to maintain the order in the courtroom. At the same time, the lounge's door was opened from the outside. Hades stood at the doorway while gazing at Alanna. Alanna raised her head to make eye contact with him. For a moment, Hades didn't know if he should be angry or distressed.

The courtroom felt suffocating as if the air itself was tainted by the terrible deeds I had committed. "ORDER IN THE COURT!!" the judge barked and the noisy courtroom became quiet again. Taking a deep breath, he continued, "We are here today to address the charges against Mr. Frederick, Ms. Anna Sonya, and Ms. Jessica." "Can the culprits stand so that the jury and the entire court can see them?" he ordered, his voice calmer than earlier. Anna stood, her shoulders proud and her chin held high. My eyes dropped to the plush tiled floor as I pulled myself off the metallic chair. I was already broken and so was Jessica because her head was also lowered as mine.

“Silence.” The judge’s voice cracked through the courtroom, and the room that had been drowning in chaos finally quieted down. The screens above the walls still flashed with live comments, public votes, and case summaries, but the actual room went still enough for every breath to sound too loud. The defendant sat inside the enclosed cage in the center of the courtroom, her eyes closed, both hands resting over her round belly as if the entire court, the cameras, the angry lawyers, and the noble families watching from the upper balconies were nothing more than background noise she had already grown tired of hearing.

Jinyan said, walking down the aisle. Jian lunged over the railing of the witness stand, his hands reaching for Jinyan’s throat. "I’ll kill you! I’ll bury you back in that basement where you belong!" The courtroom erupted into chaos. Cameras flashed as the two brothers grappled on the floor—a literal battle of the self. "The lockdown!" Panni shouted, looking at her phone. "Annie, now!"

Amber The courtroom wasn’t what I expected. It was colder. Quieter. A looming silence, only broken by the shuffle of papers and the creak of benches as people took their seats. High ceilings. Fluorescent lighting. A lone judge perched behind the bench, half-obscured by the mahogany podium before him. We took our place on the left side of the room—Ina, Evalie, and I. Ichika, Ken and Ian sat quietly behind us, their presence a fortress of calm I didn’t know I’d need until this moment.

Orion ordered. The large wooden doors that sealed the Main entrance to the courtroom swung open slowly, its creaking sound rending the air, two guards dragged Akira who was bound hand and foot with chains. “A bit extreme.” Orion thought, “not what I expected Rune to go for when I said he should make everything look believable.” “Here before us is the human,Akira greyhound.” The entire hall became saturated with the sounds of murmurs, subtle but loud enough to create an uproar.