Devil Detective Invincible Novels & Stories

Regardless, I maintain a poker face as I watch the detective bow respectfully. “Your Grace….”. He says and lowers his head cordially. How courteous. “... I'm Detective Asher Glen and I'm in charge of the case of Vander Djik Gerald who was found dead in the early hours of this evening”. I nod in complete understanding. “It's nice meeting you, detective”. “We are questioning everyone in case anybody heard or saw anything that might be helpful to the investigation. We'd appreciate your cooperation, Luna”. I glance at Draaven but his face is once again empty and expressionless as he lets the detective and I have our conversation.

A laugh came out from inside the room: "Ha-ha luckily you finally came, I was advised by Director Vincent to cooperate with you in this case. I'm Leonard, deputy captain of the city A police department, nice to work with you” He entered to the surprise of the police. A female police officer shouted: “Could it be that he is Albert, the famous criminal psychologist detective who has solved many difficult cases. I still have his book The Punisher here. The book is about the tough murders he has solved, including his analysis of the psychology of criminals in detail. I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome."

The detective slowly lifted his gaze to mine. “Aiden…?” he prompted, his voice dropping an octave, desperately hoping I meant a teenager who stole a Honda. “You know exactly who I mean,” I said evenly. “The one they call the Walking Devil.” The detective swallowed hard. His eyes darted to the rookie, who suddenly looked pale, then back down to his desk. “That is a... hell of a serious accusation, ma'am,” the detective said, his voice now entirely stripped of its authority. “You have proof of this?”

Detective Sullivan attempted his way over towards me, but barely passed Elizabeth when Captain Johnston’s voice was heard throughout the room. “Anderson! My office!” I take one last look at Elizabeth before sulking my way into his office. “Captain.” I say shaking his hand. “Detective Anderson. I didn’t expect to see you back in my office, let alone my squad room. How have you been?” His calm demeanor taking me by surprise. I half expected the same reaction I had gotten from Elizabeth. The way I left everything; I was amazed he wasn’t yelling down my throat.

He bends down to her level and says, "Before you go believing gutter rumors, try thinking. How would a woman with Detective Rose's record and reputation risk it all for something that cheap? And your brain should tell you that her husband got engaged less than a week after the scandal. Doesn't that seem suspicious to you? And that should tell you that Detective Rose is obviously a victim of some foul play." Everywhere goes silent, but Dante doesn't wait for a reply. He just walks back, opens the car door for me, and says, "Let's go." *** Inside the warmth of his car, I murmur, "You didn't have to do that." "They needed someone to put them in their place," he says simply, as if it costs him n

He turned to Adele, and she looked back at him with fear and determination in her eyes. “Prepare our men. He wanted us to come to him; let’s give him his wish,” Decker said firmly towards Mateo, extending his hand to Adele. She swallowed hard. “Are you sure, Decker?” A signature smirk played on Decker’s face, an arched brow with his lips twirled up. “I am still a devil, my flower. Don’t you forget it,” Decker picked up his phone and called Vincent, their trusted ally and enforcer.

"Think of yourself as an accessory to me. Something I have because I want it. And you're going to be well taken care of, because I don't like my goods looking bad." Aiden's jaw dropped. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. An accessory. Something to be kept polished and pretty but ultimately meaningless. "Are you serious right now?" Aiden asked, his voice shaking with anger. Vito just stared at him, his face giving nothing away. Aiden swallowed hard, trying to calm himself down. He'd signed the deal. He'd agreed to this. And Vito had already done more than Aiden could have done on his own… he'd found his father's killer in less than a day. That had to count for something.

Curtis “Angelika Giannelli, Angel of Death…is there any other identity I should know of?” I mocked. “Tell me everything about The Viper,” I demanded. She averted her gaze, dragging the long chains with her so she would walk up to me. I smirked when she stopped, her radius finally running out. “Is this necessary?” She bit back.

The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp. She let the apple fall to the floor with a dull thud and rose, crossing the room until she stood directly before Finn’s photograph. Her eyes traced the sharp lines of his face. “Devil or not,” she whispered, biting her lower lip, “You’re still a man, Dear Devil.” In the Council chamber, the corner of Austin’s mouth twitched as he read the name of Vivica’s lawyer. Ace. “The trial is about to begin, and you’re only telling me her lawyer’s name now?” he growled at Matty.