Criminal Novels & Stories

You can say that this world we’re living is something that is not pure. Many kinds of crime have been circulating all over the world. The poverty is one of the result of those things. Robbery, Burglary, Arson, White Collar Crime, Domestic Violence, Assaults, Violence, Cyber Crime, Kidnapping, Theft, Aggravated Assault, Homicide, Organized Crime, Identity Theft, Embezzlement, Vandalism, Manslaughter, Motor Vehicle Theft, Plagiarism, Money Laundering, Drug, Human Trafficking, Property Theft, Drug Trafficking, Child Abuse, Verbal Assault, many kind of things is positive to occur in this world.

Our whole vibe was just chilling. "so!" I started. "I finally kicked Damien out the house. And before y'all start. It's for real this time. He finally got some hoe pregnant. And the little thot thought it was best that she let me know." I looked around the table to gauge their reactions. I couldn't believe that for once all my friends was silent. Jessica was the first to speak. "Oh hell Nawl! You wanna go beat that hoe ass!" "I told you his ass was trifling. You should've been left his ass!" Said Kita. I just sat there. I was waiting on Sheka to add her two cents in. I guess she had already said what she needed to because for once she just looked.

They we're about to clean everything when the color of those bastards blood made me want to kill more of them. Indeed, when my eyes caught sight of Victoria again, a vicious idea forms in my head. I don't care if it will counted me as a psycho or perv for what I am about to do. I just need a release and this could be a last good memory of this place before selling it to another person. "Jace" I call to the lieutenant of my crime unit. "Yes. Don. Leave the cleaning for tomorrow" I said. "I also want a full report of tonight's security breach and tonight's event tomorrow morning. Make sure to inform our removalist team to ready my home at Southern Park, 460 Park Avenue tomorrow."

(Roslyn) WHAT DID HE DO? (Amy) HE...H...H...HE..RAPED ME! AND ONE NIGHT HE CAME DRUNK, AND HE ENTERED MY ROOM AND WANTED TO DO IT AGAIN, BUT GOD SAVED ME THIS TIME, HE PASSED OUT, AND I CALLED MY PHONE FROM SCHOOL, HE PICKED ME UP, AND AM STAYING WITH HIM AS WE SPEAK. (Roslyn) WHAT!!!! DID YOU CALL THE COPS ON HIM?!!! (Amy) He said, "He will kill me if I call the cops.

Virgo said. When we got back to our table, Tasha and I ordered a Cuervo. "Morris is calling," I said. "Text him that we're here. It will be hard if the two of us drink something that is spiked," said Tasha. When I remembered, I suddenly pulled her hair. "Ouch! What did I do to you?!" she exclaimed. "Stupid! If I hadn't seen you walking like a high shit in front of me, I would have danced with that chinito guy on the dancefloor!" I shouted.

They calmly flash their badges and nod at me. "Mrs Janae Wayne, or do we go by your real name, Janae Cooper. You're under arrest for fraud, felony embezzlement, grand larceny, false accounting, money laundering, unlawful flight to avoid prosecution, and also the second degree murder of Benedict Casting."

Ken asked, interrogatively, still smoking. "I went out, You should stop smoking, you know you're fucking unhealthy." Nicky made fun of Ken and marched off. "You dare to walk out on me?" Ken stood, enraged by her behavior. He chased her into the house. Yells from Ken and Screams from Nicky filled the atmosphere as they fought. Ken was kicked in the groin as Nicky fled from the scene in a torn dress. Ken had an insatiable love for sex and when ever he had the chance he used it or raped his victim.

Adam was just that fucked up. “Yes!” Nathan yelled out, scaring me half to death. I turned to him, his eyes wide and a smile stretching from ear to ear. “What did you find?” “I was scared, really scared the worst he’d get was for the attempted rape, but he has a prior felony.” Yeah, me, but we knew that already. He shook his head, seeming to know what I was thinking. “Not just you. A woman named Marie Valda. He attacked her four years ago. She spent two days in the hospital. Two prior attacks along with this one makes him a habitual offender.”

She arched an eyebrow; what kind of guy had she crossed paths with? "No," he shook his head slightly, squeezing his fingers because of his nerves from the interrogation, "they thought I was stealing, but I didn't steal anything; I just asked." Chrystal stopped with the questions as she saw the boy's vulnerability; he was nervous and terrified; he had ceased playing with his fingers, and now she was sure no blood was passing through them. His shaky and almost null voice, the tense of his shoulders, his clothes, and his extreme thinness were enough for Chrystal to know that nothing dangerous happened.

Every time I know that I am the reason for him to be restless and frustrated it gives me a weird sense of joy. “Senorita I am being serious here and you are making fun of my lack of experience. You should know that I am a criminal and not a womanizer, so forgive my lack of knowledge. You don't know how I felt when I was holding that gun pointed at you. I am sorry for what I did and all I am asking you is for a chance to prove myself. I know you are too good for me but still I want to try." He was being really genuine and I didn’t know what to do.