Detective Candy Bliss Novels & Stories

I can't believe my ears, the earth was dancing beneath my feet and I can't believe what my ears listened to. After ten years of no hope, after ten cursed years, ten years of longing and hopelessness, I stopped believing in God but little did I know he will return all my happiness, answer all unsaid prayers and bless me with the most beautiful blessing, my parents. "My parents, they are alive." "My Mom, Dad, my life, my happiness, he had returned it all." "Utter Bliss"..." Pure Blessing"

Geez Embry, note to self, go back to therapy when this is over, lord knows you need it. ------------------------- I had seated myself in the backroom where Indy had taken me to talk last night, with a cup of hot chocolate which I had made and a book that she had given me. I couldn't even remember the last time I read a book by myself. As she handed me the book I was grateful it wasn't a romance, I doubted I would be able to stomach one of those for a while. Instead it was a crime fiction which was suiting, being the closest I'll ever get to the police.

I hugged her again "I missed you too pumpkin." "But how did that bitch get to you? How was she even able to do that?" Kate inquired I proceeded to explain to her, not leaving any bit out. "She's such a crazy bitch. Lusting and obsessing over a married man??? That's so over the line." Kate asked disgusted "She was just........" I tried defending Daisy but Kate was quick to cut me short

Candy nodded and quickly went down on her knees on top of the soft carpet, her fingers quickly unbuckling his belt and zipper. But after working hard for a while, she eventually had to go to the washroom, close the door, and gag over the toilet. Knock, knock. Later, Ben knocked on the door and entered. Seeing her spacing out, she hugged her from behind. Nibbling her ear, he rasped, "Oh, you naughty girl… You did Nathan? But what about Ben Junior? He's getting hungry too." "Ugh, you're the worst…" Candy giggled as she turned and hugged him, whipping out her phone at the same time and using the shortcut buttons to turn on the camera and put it by the sink…

She says, and I chuckle at her. “I’ve always wanted to say that.” I laugh and so do the girls. Candy doesn’t get out in the field much, she doesn’t like it, but she will if needs be. Give that woman a coffee, a laptop, and a phone and she could destroy a country with a snap of her fingers. No wonder the government was after her. I watch as Skylar, Cleo, and Naomi all change before my eyes. “Weapons?” I ask her, and Candy looks at me.

Yumena’s lips curved into a smile. Mrs. Vega’s face beamed with happiness. “Well, I’m honored.” She turned to Jade, who sighed in relief after hearing Yumena’s remark. “May I ask who’s the owner of this sketchbook?” “Oh,” Jade muttered. “I’m not sure, Ma’am, but I saw it on your son’s table.” Hearing what she said, Mrs. Vega’s smile faded.

It is a small space with shelf-covered walls. There are glass bowls on the shelves, each one of them containing different colors of sweets. Lemon-shaped yellow candies, caramel-flavored sticks, colorful lollipops, red and white sugar canes...Candace enjoys the view and looks at them with enthusiasm. This is a delightful opportunity to act like a little girl who needs her daddy to take care of her. "Ah, sir! They look incredible." She bites her bottom lip and turns around to face the man who watches her intensely. "May I try one of them?"

A wave of wonder enveloped him; he had finally found what he had been seeking. There, only twenty feet away, sat Vera Susan, enjoying a large red lollipop while reading. Today, she wore no makeup, but her natural beauty radiated charm and simplicity. Her long, silky caramel hair spilled over her shoulders, and she absentmindedly ran her fingers through it as she turned the pages of her book, completely immersed in her own world. Fidelis couldn’t look away, captivated especially by her inviting red lips enclosing the lollipop. An uncontrollable desire to taste those lips surged within him, igniting a fire that he couldn’t suppress.

She whispered, "As long as I'm alive, you are never going anywhere without me." Candy smiled sleepily. “Okay.” A knock on the study door. A policeman in uniform stepped in. “Sir. Ma’am. We found something.” Everyone froze. “What?” Charles exclaimed sharply. The officer held up a bag with a small electronic device inside. “This was found taped under the frame of Candy's bedroom window. A tracker. Fiona felt dizzy. Charles went rigid. The cane came down upon the floor like a judge declaring war. “Marie Drams did not come here to steal the child,” the officer said grimly.

"Show me." Candy’s composure shattered. "Wh-what evidence do you need?" she stammered. "The culprit is right in front of you! We all know the last person who visited Mr. Stanley’s room was that filthy girl, Alora, and—" "Silence!" Stanley's voice sliced through the room like a blade. "I don’t want to hear another word from you, Candy." Candy’s lips clamped shut, but the tremble in her body betrayed her. From the looks of it, she had stolen the wristwatch and tried to pin the blame on me.