Criminal Case Supernatural Novels & Stories

I started to doubt if I was brought here to demand justice for the taking lives of innocent women, and I began to wonder what was the thing that he really needed me here for? "Your Honor, auxiliary judges, members of the Great Council, may I remind you that there is one crime that is punished by death in our law, and that is betrayal. If a vampire betrayed our kind, there is only one punishment for it," Sariel calmly stated, then glanced at the defendants, checking their reaction.

I'm squatting with my pants on while Carter is in front of me, sitting sideward with his long on the floor. "Thinking of worst? I'm confused as to what you are referring to." "If you have been updated with the latest crime in the neighboring towns, the crimes have been rising lately. Several women were killed but the authority has no suspect due to lack of evidences." "And?" "My family... after digging some informations about the crimes, we figured that it is not done by a human serial killer. It is done by one of our kind." "You mean, they were all killed by... a vampire?"

He repeated without taking the blanket held in her outstretched hand. As she turned, she still shielded her eyes. Peeking through to make sure he was not lying, she dropped her hand when she seen him clothed, at least his lower half anyway. "So what is so important you needed to talk about?" He asked. "I'm a Private Investigator and I've been working on a case for weeks now with no clue as to who the suspect is or how the deaths were related. It wasn't until I met you that I realized what was really going on. All the victims were drained of blood and had their throats ripped out. I've just now realized that it was vampires that are killing at random. I need your help to eliminate who ever ha

Ruby looked at Dakota one last time before leaving. The hotel had to be closed for weeks. More than ten dead bodies were found in the hotel. Everyone in the engagement party of Olivia and Theodore were shot dead. Dead Soul was officially gone. But Blood Trouble was not able to enjoy their spot as the most powerful gang in Flyve City as they were later found guilty for almost all of their crimes due to an anonymous report that contained all of the evidences for their crimes. Flyve City was still Flyve City even after everything that happened as everyone eventually moved on.

“The blood in her veins is older than your court. If she learns to call upon it, she may yet rise above them.” “Or be consumed by it,” Lucian countered. Mia lifted her chin. “I won’t be consumed. Not by them, not by this.” She pressed her palm against her chest, where the sigil carved into her soul seemed to pulse with every heartbeat. “I have a choice.” Lightning tore across the sky, casting jagged shadows through the chamber. In that light, Mia saw something shift in Lucian’s expression—a flicker of hesitation, almost of belief. The doors to the chamber swung open then, wind and rain spilling in, along with two figures cloaked in midnight blue. Their hoods concealed their faces, but the ma

Kathleen was left dumbfounded when Christian showed her a newspaper where Samantha’s photo is its cover. Kidnapped or Sacrificed? Samantha Shane Andersen, a psychiatrist in town, gone missing after a mysterious car accident with her best friend, Kathleen Anne Abad. Authorities still found no evidence to whether her disappearance is a work of syndicates or something far more mysterious that evades the human perception. According to the investigators, unknown black tracks were found near the incident area which were said to be demon marks according to some spiritualists who also studied the case.

Britany Santos snorted and smiled, "it has something to do with the William." "How do you know?" "Everyone else is very clever except you are very innocent." "No personal attack."Elisa White took the water cup . Britney, who had no hospitality at all, poured herself a glass of water. "After Phoebe Clarkson's strange death method appeared last time, Zhac Martin and I were very confused, and finally decided to invite people from special departments to intervene." "Special department?" "Well, they specialize in dealing with supernatural or irrational events." "For example?"

Elise cried out, she never for once experienced any of what she just had in just a few weeks. “Fine! Fine my love. Just take extra care of yourself. I will be sending Violet, Sasha and Elmira your way as soon as you get back home. Love you.” Bianca reassured her. Elise said her good byes and cut the call, she had suddenly lost appetite for her food and wished for sleep to take her away. Meanwhile Carl was at his underground office looking at the dossier of criminals that was sent to him. They were all terrible supernaturals with the urge for gore, death or blood. The only thing that was different about them was the approach.

That has been ongoing for about two weeks now if I am not mistaken, and though I tend to ignore it, I have been doing my research on the entire thing—for the sake of mine and my daughter’s safety. From what I had found out about the cases, I am afraid it is no ordinary murder case the humans have seen before. And I am sure it is not something the police or any human can handle as well. I could tell from the murders and what I could get on those killed—it is the work of a supernatural. And if I am true and there is a supernatural creature out on a killing spree here in the human world, then there would be a problem. A balance is needed between the two world, and if that balance is disrupted f

Jones remained silent for a while to gather his thoughts, and then he said, “There was something in the news a few months back. I never gave much thought about it.” “What is it?” Rick stopped and looked at Jones. “There was a massacre in the desert,” Jones said. “The police were investigating it, but suddenly they stopped.” Rick frowned. “I still don’t see where this is going.” “The cause of the massacre was unknown to the human investigators,” Jones said. “Because they didn’t consider the supernatural. All evidence points to vampires. And the whole massacre was a community of women.” “Like a coven of witches,” Rick said thoughtfully.