Novel & Cerita Criminal Case Supernatural

Clean records, and even when I asked a few officers here in the station about them, all they had were praises for those two. Still not giving up, I checked all the cases they worked together and looked for anyone who might come off suspicious. ‘Suspicious like a vampire?’ the irritating voice asked. I groaned and rubbed my temple in circles with my eyes pinched close. I never knew it was this damn hard to separate what I know of the supernatural world from the actual world I live in. “Still having that headache?” Paul sauntered inside my office, worry painted on his face. He sat on the chair across from my desk, a stack of papers in hand.

"Hey, that's not fair . You know I have to drink blood …I am a vampire and that just comes with the package. Actually…no! I no longer want to argue about your wine , the two of you will just gang up on me like usual so drink and have fun. Just help me out here, I can't be the only one searching and doing all of our jobs," Ohhh yeah. I forgot to mention that Freya and I are actually taking a walk in the forest just sipping on our red wine while our poor Damien is running up and down the woods looking for the monster at large. Thoughts on what type of creature it could be still plagued my mind as I went over all of our suggestions to try and see which one fit best .. something about this whole

" Stella took a step forward. Several tactical officers immediately trained their sights directly between her eyes, but she paid them no attention. "Do you have any direct evidence that I killed anyone? "Amelia Fernandez was officially ruled a suicide by the medical examiner. The old woman who swallowed the microchip was beaten to death by her business enemies. "The law relies on chains of evidence. And I never leave behind evidence that points to me." Summer struggled halfway to her feet and shouted at me. "She's right! Mark, this is insanity! "Your body-reading visions can't be used as evidence in court! You don't have anything that can actually convict her!

Elijah were as always the first to arrived, and seeing me just signalling her to sit down, she just let me do whatever I wanted and started to do her works. Before I know it, everyone were already inside my office, all of them were sitting down and watching me. Except for Elijah who are also buried in her works, but keep silence not wanting to interrupt me. I ran through all my spies report, and slowly linked all the missing cases, like I was doing a famous detective work figuring out a supernatural events. I don’t know whether it was a coincidence or not, but as the trail of the cases started to connected, the whole cases looks like an upside down stars, which clearly looks like the same in

She walked into the room to see the man just standing there and staring at the table. “Sir”. He looked up to her and he just stared. “State your business”. Now was the time for her to choose her words carefully. “My friend was possessed by Tresicta” she began. “Pardon?” “Her name is Clara. She’s Savan and Tempan and she took me to the museum and well….she touched a picture and now she's a host for her consciousness. I don’t know”. “This Clara of a Supernatural, you said she’s Tempan?”

But it gave the look of he changed into wrong. "What is that this approximately?" "Crime instances withinside the community in addition to lacking folks were at the upward push recently. However, the boom is handiest barely above common norms, this in and of itself isn't always worthy note. Nevertheless, because the research improved deeper, we determined that a part of the instances have been significantly associated with supernatural beings. Amongst them, there have been clean instances wherein vampires have been culprits -- corpses that were sucked absolutely dry." "You are suspecting... Isabella?"

According to statistics data where the state had the highest rate of unsolved crimes in America, where the police had a bad administration and the reputation of the corrupt police, where they were investigated, when they reopened the cases for the new policy of the department. What they wanted was a reason why at all times, they had many suspects in what had happened, who besides another werewolf would kill women this way, how they were torn apart, their ribs ripped out, as if bitten. That's where they were sending an increase in funding to reopen the cases and start investigating again, with an investigations group, with the recruitment of a task force, being managed by Inanna-Istar, Enkidu

"Why are you asking?" "Because Elias didn't answer it," I say. "When you asked about publication strategy." She holds my eyes for a moment. "No," she says. "He didn't." We stand in the alley with that observation between us, and she tells me about the case that brought her here, a young woman found in the Spire district four years ago, officially a drug overdose, whose autopsy showed the same exsanguination pattern as every case in her presentation. The woman was her graduate student. Brilliant, careful, meticulous. She had been researching supernatural folklore academically and had apparently gotten close enough to something real that it got her killed.

And this… this was him? Shock ripped through me, hot and disbelieving. My eyes went wide, staring at the photo—his smug smile, the glasses, the ordinary face hiding a monster. Matteo kept talking, voice low and steady. “We dug deep. Turns out he’s into some weird science shit—obsessed with the supernatural. Hunting for proof, experimenting on anyone he suspects. He must’ve clocked something off about Rose—her healing, maybe, or just a hunch. Decided to grab her for his tests. Most of his deeds are illegal as hell. Kidnaps people he thinks are supernaturals, runs procedures that kill them half the time. They end up dead from the excess—humans who weren’t what he thought. He had a daughter wor