Crime And Fiction Novels & Stories

asked the old man who seems to have never used a computer connected to a global network, but has already heard about the potential of this resource. “The only thing I found in my searches and research was that there must only be one reason for this apparent non-existence of homicides. It's as if these two cases were nothing more than fiction...! What a paradox! Strange, isn't it? Investigating an actor and considering the crimes as fiction! To give you an idea, in the same period the police investigated much less important things and released them to the press, which flooded the media... Such as car theft, pet kidnapping, fraud, etc. All in the period parallel to the homicide case. And there

The teacher scolds us both, but all I can hear and see is his smile. He fixed me, he’s my serotonin, my very own drug. My feeling for him feels illegal, but he’ll still be my favorite crime. “Mr. Alex Sheperd and Mr. Conan Gray, this is not the time for chit chatting, now answer my question or you’ll meet the principal. “ We faced each other with a smile on our faces. We grabbed our bags and willingly took our punishment. This shocked our professor as he stopped talking until we left the room. We didn’t answer his question, it’s not like we could answer it anyway.

Love stories in a fictional universe mostly end up with a happy ending because destiny exists and will always be by the side of the two characters. But love stories are not always nice. Some do not start in a vintage coffee shop or a school hallway in the first day of a school year, and some do not end up in a wedding as a happy ending. Love indeed is complex as it could either be a lifetime benefit or a permanent danger to an individual. But perhaps destiny does exist—but that does not mean destiny gives everyone a happy ending. The question is, do the people involved in the world of crime deserve a happy ending? Or will destiny stay by their side to prove that love is more powerful than an

So using the computer, I opened the list of criminals going down to K and found his name. He was listed for over fifteen offenses in a span of five years which was relatively little to what I expected. They ranged from drug selling to possession of unlicensed firearms and for the least serious - Traffic rule violations. But of course those were from just five years ago. The system erased the crimes from before five years if they didn't fall under more serious categories. Those were rape, murder, manslaughter or armed robbery. Despite all the others, it shocked me that he hadn't gone down for armed robbery. He seemed like the king. As I stared at the whiter and rougher version of younger Emin

“The papers called them mutilations, right? Cops and reporters both like that word. It’s vague but provocative. Fact is they were dismemberments.” “Anything ritualistic about the crime scenes?” “Jesus. You do know more than you’re telling me.” I stare at him. Joe sighs, rubs his temple. “This better be a two-way street, Miles.” Now it’s my turn to squirm a little. I’ve been making an effort to sand the rough edges off of my life by sticking to insurance fraud and divorce cases. But Joe is up against a drug epidemic and more than half of the crack and heroin in America passes through my neighborhood. China Cat—Mott Street’s hot summer flavor—is so pure the paramedics can’t keep up. Joe knows

He had no corkboard in his apartment, but any of the bare walls would do, so he set to work taping the pages to the wall. He began with the crimes themselves, creating a column for each incident, placing the hard facts and descriptions at the top, with any speculations or inferences drawn from the facts down below. As a cop, he would have included photos of the crime scenes and victims, but for now he stuck to his rule of no pictures, leaving the photos in the folders. He devoted a second section of columns to possible suspects, including a short column with no name at the top for the possible pornography connection, still being investigated by the task force. Thought not yet ruled out, the

I shook my head and looked at Hunter. -Do not. He looked at me blankly. -No what? I raised my eyebrows as if it were obvious. -I refuse. I'm going to go to the police and get involved in witness protection. I pass these gangster rolls and shit like that. In the books it's super cool because it always ends well and the girl marries the mobster who leaves everything for her and blah blah blah, but look, I don't believe it. I'm a writer and I know that real life is nothing like that of books- I patted him on the shoulder and stood up- I'm sorry, but I'm going.

"Wow, freakin' Frankie showed. Can you believe that? I can't believe he'd show his ass here tonight." "Who?" Crispin moves close, his body stiff. "The guy we think is running shit up and down the coastline. He says his gang is on the up and up, but it's not like many criminals walk into the police station and turn themselves in after a crime. Everyone is innocent until you find them elbow deep in a pile of coke. Even then most of them would tell you they thought it was flour." Finally, my eyes track the man they're discussing. His dark hair is gelled back like a mobster. It makes me think of him as a drug runner trying to relive the good old days. Whatever time period mobsters consider bette

Riley sprints to the window, he grunts running his hand through his hair, a vexed sigh leaves his lips watching the car disappear. Aiden gets back home, she takes the pistol which was left behind by Kim in Riley’s place and drives to Kim’s house. She prefers going alone for two reasons, one is that she is afraid that Riley might be hurt, two is that she doesn’t want him to present in the scene to watch her actions. Aiden had been brutal sometimes she never hesitates to make her enemy suffocate as law didn’t punish them. Some part of her is insecure about her true colours, she is no different from any villains.

Liam asked while driving his car with Kathilyn in the passenger seat. "I'm great! What about you? How's work?" Kathilyn asked back. "Well, as usual there's so many crimes to solve and I've been a little bit busy with work. These dude should take a rest sometimes." Liam chuckled at his own humor. "Oh, what kind of crime if I may know?" Kathilyn asked out of curiosity. "Hmm... Some robberies and shoplifting. It's a small crime, but still needs some investigation. You might think it's easy but not really, the hardest part is to identify the culprit." He explained.