Crime And Punishment Novels & Stories

“I'm glad you're giving me the chance to express myself. And giving yourself the chance to see that everything fits together, boss... Think about it: A change in the system that restricts the freedom of private investigation comes in handy in cases of cover-up of crimes by the biased police system itself. It is a fact that most crimes are caused by simple, poor people with little or no education and, perhaps, because these people represent the majority in our country and in many others as well. And this criminal class, of simple people, usually uses escape to avoid suffering the penalties of the law. But it is not the lack of education or financial resources that leads someone to commit crim

Everyone was stupefied when they heard that Zachary had defended his first love and gotten her acquitted of all charges when she had killed his mother. "What kind of a son does that? And here I thought my son was bad enough for still relying on me financially!" "You know what's worse? He's married! It was his wife who handled the funeral alone!" "He looks like a decent young man. He's even a lawyer. Who would've thought he's such a deplorable person?" "Like they always say, you can never judge a book by its cover. Look at his first love. Even now, she's acting all innocent."

“Tell me why you’ll never cross me again.” “I won’t! I won’t!” Marco gasped, tears streaming down his face. “I’ll pay you back! Just please—” Another strike landed. The sound rang out, a brutal reminder of his authority. Lucas felt a mixture of satisfaction and regret, the punishment a necessary evil in his world. “Remember this,” Lucas said, his voice steady. “You are nothing without your debts. You think you’re safe here, but trust me, you’re not.” The men continued, and Lucas felt his anger subside, replaced by a grim sense of duty. This was how it worked. This was how he maintained control.

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

"It seems cruel." "It is practical." He gestured for me to sit. "In your pack, punishment was hidden behind ceremony and tradition. Wolves were destroyed quietly, internally, with public displays of unity masking private cruelty. I prefer honesty. If someone breaks my laws, they are punished publicly so everyone understands the rules. That creates stability. Prevents uncertainty. Keeps people alive who might otherwise stumble into fatal mistakes." I sat slowly, processing this. He was right—the pack's methods had been just as cruel, just more hypocritical. At least Dante's violence was consistent and transparent.

Then, she made sure Ronan witnessed her condition so he would believe I had harmed her on purpose. He trembled with rage as he read the report. The person he had cherished for so many years was a woman capable of such cruelty. "Celine Ashcroft, you venomous woman." The words escaped through clenched teeth, murder in his eyes. He thought of the suffering I endured in that cellar and of our child dying without ever seeing the world. Regret and fury burned hotter and hotter inside him until he swore she would pay dearly for everything she had done. He ordered that Celine be brought before him.

I flipped again. Notes. Clean. Too clean. No corrections. No messy handwriting. No uncertainty. That wasn’t how real cases looked. Especially not complicated ones. Doctors questioned things. They crossed things out. They argued with themselves on paper. This? This was polished. Like someone wanted it to look perfect. I glanced at the patient again. Then back to the file. Then the monitor. Back and forth. Something was building in my chest now. Slow. Uncomfortable. Wrong. “How many doctors worked on him?” I asked.

There is only what is fun and what is not. The psychiatrist flipped the report shut and said in a heavy tone, "According to our investigation, Thomas Werther had long discovered the loophole in the reward and disciplinary system Ronald Werther established. "He knew that whenever he misbehaved, Benjamin Werther would be punished. And for him, watching his brother suffer and struggle stimulated the underdeveloped part of his brain to produce pleasure. So, he constantly and deliberately created incidents. "Including the fire. He clearly knew that spilling water on a power strip could cause a fire. He also clearly knew that the fire would burn Benjamin Werther, who was tied up. But he felt no gu

Nah, this was like a cult or something right? “Is that why you sometimes zone out? I just thought you were tired.” April nodded and continued, “rogues don’t have a pack and live on their own in the woods. Mostly in wolf form. A lot of them are criminals, left to fend on their own as punishment.” I rolled my eyes, “so you just sent your criminals out there?! That’s harsh.” April shrugged, “you put yours in prison, with little chance of reform. Not to mention racism plays a large role in your judicial system. We both could do things differently. “

The heavy door slammed shut. Daniel exhaled. "I've arrested murderers who showed more emotion than that." "So have I." The transport convoy began moving. James joined us moments later. "The prosecutors are celebrating already." I looked towards him. "They shouldn't." James frowned. "You think he'll find a way out?" "No." I opened the SUV door. "I think men like Fabien never stop playing." Silence followed. Because everyone understood exactly what I meant. Some people committed crimes for money. Others committed them for survival.