Crazy Detective Novels & Stories

“Aw, and here I was hoping the ‘sir’ would stay. Yes, I’ll get it, but we need to discuss the problem that thing presents.” “That is not the problem. The dickwad is the problem,” Beth says with her hands on her hips. Again I felt that nice warm, fuzzy feeling. “You’re both right. The notebook and Kirk are the problems. Which is why I want to at least destroy the notebook. Kirk, I will figure out what to do with later.” “So you don’t think you’re crazy anymore?” Matt asks. “Is one every sure they’re not insane? How can we really know what we experience in this world is the actual reality of the situation?” I ask back.

I have everything I have ever desired. But the crazy is not done. The rollercoaster might have stop but this is still my crazy normal world. ..................................................

WELLINGTON DISTRICT POLICE STATION OUTSIDE “What do you mean? “ Lucy looked at him with a puzzled expression Williams took a deep breath “ I know you might not believe me, but I know this case is definitely not a case we can easily or merely solve, it is a supernatural case” “ And what makes you think that? “ Lucy asked, obviously interested Williams studied her facial expression, and seeing that she wasn’t looking at him like he was a weirdo or that he was delusional, he let out a breath of relief and continued

he replies gruffly. “ He is a maniac , hebephrenic and schizophrenic included . Doctor Smith observes he has also been on constant psychedelic drugs like psilocybin and mescaline from the onset instead of going for proper treatment . ” Detective Kennedy explains passing Rocky's test results to Kiara who skimmed through it before handing it back to him . “ You think he did it ? ” Kiara queried “ Well I can not fully say he did so . He is also a suspect. ” Detective replies quietly

The detective said. “Whose help?” Mitsuhide questioned, knowing where this was headed. The detective was going Kit to help him in some way. “I think Dr. Jones is the key.” The detective said. “Akechi,” Mitsuhide said absentmindedly. “Her last name is Akechi now.” “Fine, Dr. Akechi.” The detective chuckled. “I do think that if we had her in the room, it would spark a response from Cindy.” “It probably would,” Mitsuhide said as Kit sat up and looked at him. “The detective thinks that you would spark Cindy into saying something other than scriptures, which is what she is doing currently.”

But I'm going to get through this all fine, I haven't done anything wrong after all. “Luna, we meet again”. The detective says. Oh good, he remembers too. “You might have forgotten but I'm Detective Casper Alvin, and this is my comrade, Detective Jade Kelsey”. The lady doesn't offer as much as a smile, just a small nod that I could have definitely missed if I wasn't looking. “I do remember you, detective”. I say, bringing one leg over the other in an attempt to portray the confidence that I don't have. His eyes fix on every little action I make, making me even more uncomfortable.

"Which blind idiot dared to mess with my girl?! If you're tired of living, just say so!" A young guy with a cocky, troublemaker vibe walked into the office, his irritated glare sweeping across the room. Then his eyes landed hard on Karen. This was Ronny Spiegel, the future sole heir of the Spiegel Group. He was the notorious hell-raiser of our social circle, as well as my childhood friend and arranged fiancé. Everyone was thrown off by the scene he was causing and exchanged confused looks.

"Even before I knew about any of this, she was the best partner I'd ever had. Smart, intuitive, completely fearless when it mattered." "And stubborn as hell when she thinks she's right." "Which is almost always." They shared a moment of understanding—two men who loved the same complicated, brilliant woman and were somehow supposed to make that work without destroying each other. Casie emerged from her bedroom wearing familiar clothes—dark jeans, a fitted blazer, her service weapon holstered at her hip. She looked more like Detective Blackwood and less like the supernatural Luna who had stood in a ritual circle hours earlier. "Better?" Rick asked, offering her a steaming mug.

His kind of crazy is the kind that should be medicated. One other time, a con artist tried to sell me magic beans. Honestly, I didn't know what I would do with those. Become Viola the Giant Slayer? Not that I believed him though. Three pick-pockets, one mugger, five homeless people, two money-doublers and four drunks later, it seems as if I have seen it all. Until tonight, that is.

Sierra cleared her throat and sipped on her glass of wine. "What do you do for work again?" After seconds of me not answering my dad, Mhorein decided to step in. "Well, We're police detectives. Actually, Work has been really hectic these few months and we're just happy to be taking a week off for Kalyan." I saw Kalyan smile. "Woah. You solve crimes?" She seemed so facinated. "I've never met real detectives before..." "Kalyan, Dont showcase your ignorance." Sierra looked at her daughter. Mhorein and I just stared at Kalyan. Poor girl.