Detective Damsel Novels & Stories

We walked towards the ballroom, I was prepared for the evening, I knew every man that was going to try and court me tonight. The low chatter of the men and women in the ballroom could be heard as I walked to the balcony, the clinking of the wine glasses reminding me of the terror that awaited me in the room. Once the butler saw my arrival, he curtsied before opening the scroll that Sera passed to him. “The beautiful lady, Princess Erza Hermione Nicholas of the Kingdom of Valadora.” He announced as silence fell upon the guests and I felt every eye fall on me. Thanking the butler, I walked down the stairs when one of the princes came in front of me.

Sometimes, she is usually scared of getting caught by Damien, but Williams had always assured her that since she is just a spy in Damien's pack, he would always be there to fight for her. He had been giving her missions to carry out, but it seemed like the new task that Williams just gave her, is going to be the hardest. She knows how much Damien loves Ariel and she loves him too, so getting her away from Damien is going to be a very big problem. Unfortunately for her, She had no choice but to obey the Alpha. Layla and Jasmine snuck into Damien's house. Jasmine knew where Ariel was and she took Layla with her to where she was. Ariel was alone in the dungeon and she was trying to kill the fly

said Damari anxiously, for she had experienced a smooth life and was afraid of something happening. When it came to difficult situations involving big decisions, she would react like an ant on a hot pot, running aimlessly when pressed. "What else can we do? Of course, we must find Celeste and return her as soon as possible. "Old Lady Armstrong cast a dismissive glance at Damari and her behavior. Then, she turned her gaze toward Helena, "What are you still waiting for? Quickly, ask if there is any movement around the Davis residence. Also, send someone to keep an eye on Young Master Davis. If he really has taken Celeste away, then we will surely find Celeste through him."

Just Wanting for My Death to embrace me and save me from this Painful Life that is Killing me everyday. Alexander looks out of the window into The Sun Light and says to himself "Where are you Susparia? Why did you Go Missing? I Desire to Meet you Again and I Wish to know that you are Alright? I know you are Alive. I can feel it but there is something that keeps telling me that you Need me to Rescue you" He feels the Cold Breeze hit his Face and he finds a Beautiful Woman but she has Three Sides for her. She has a Black Dog near her and there is a Key and Fire in her Hands. She looks at him with a Beautiful Smile as if assuring him about something and disappears right in front of his Eyes. It

And for a second, I wondered if I accidentally drugged her. But the rise and fall of her chest reminded me she was just… unbothered. “Someone’s playing games with me, Damien,” I said into the phone, settling down beside her, eyes locked on her sleeping face. “What do you think they want?” he replied, like this was just another Tuesday. “I can’t tell. But it’s not petty. Whoever it is,they’re smart. They’re not rushing. And something about it… feels personal.” “Maybe this will cheer you up,” Damien said. “We found the guard who was on heirloom duty. Hiding out in a cabin in the woods like a scared little rat.”

But I hated more that I felt like I was losing him, to her of all people. “I’m just telling you,” I said slowly, “don’t let her fool you. She’s a snake, Damien. She’s only pretending to be sweet now because she wants something. I’ve seen that trick before. Don’t let her get into your head.” Damien’s jaw tightened, and for a second, I thought he was going to snap at me. But then he let out a long breath. “She’s the daughter of the Minister of Justice, Serena,” he said. I froze.

Our eyes locked, this was it, the moment of truth, I had to decide, this was what I had been working towards, an end to the persecution of my people. “What is your name?” I asked. “Damon… Damon Chase.” I stretched out my hand, “I am Lady Cecile of the Vanderhills, supreme mother of the witches. If we are going to become allies, the least we can do is know each other’s name.” Damon took my hand in his, his grip was firm and strong as he shook my hand and when he let go, a small smile curled up on his lips.

🌹 Damien 🌹 Damien had never felt this level of desperation before. Every inch of him screamed to act, to do something, anything, to save Aurora. She was out there, somewhere—captured, at the mercy of Victoria's men. His mind raced with possibilities, none of them good.

“Sir” The detective asked, “What is it?” “We found CCTV from the building opposite” The detective looked at us. “Excuse me” The officers walked a few metres away, speaking in hushed voices. I folded my arms tightly across my chest. "This is getting worse." Damien didn't disagree. Instead, he walked slowly around the vehicle, studying it from every angle. He wasn't looking at the obvious things. He was looking at details, tiny details. His gaze settled on the rear tyre. "What?" He crouched. Without answering, he brushed his fingers against the rubber. When he stood, there was a faint streak of white powder on his fingertips.

Chen said, appearing on Marcus’s tablet via video call. “But proving he was involved in the original Snapping is harder. That’ll take time” “Time we might not have” Kael said, “If Damien’s tries to threaten Sage openly, what else is he willing to do?” As if in answer, my phone rang. Unknown number. I answered on speaker “Damien?” “Guess again.” The voice was female, unfamiliar. “Damien’s been clumsy. Arrogant. But I’m neither.” “Who is this?” "Someone who actually understands what you are, what you’re meant to become.” The woman’s voice was cold, educated.