Dream Detective Novels & Stories

My body tensed up, “So am I your mate?” “Um,” I almost choked on nothing, “Ah!” My thoughts weren’t aligning correctly for me to say something that made sense, ‘Um that,” How does he know?? I can’t even let anything slip since I can’t shift nor mind-link. “Don’t be surprised,” He smirked, “I’m a detective, A senior detective at that so I know about you lot.” “Oh…” I nodded, “I see…” That actually made sense for some reason. I paused and thought about it when something clicked in my mind, “Does Derek know?”

He assured me, as I didn't want my kids to get uncomfortable. “Thank you, detective.” “It's my job, I will call you once I have the way forward with the man from prison, please let me know if anything happens,” he said, and after bidding goodbye, he walked out. I walked to my table, took the bottle of wine I kept in my drawer and took a short glass. I poured myself a drink before I sipped it. I was confused: was it Damian or Cassie? With the notes, it was clear that it was Cassie, but now, with the detective and Lily's suspicion, there was a possibility that Damian was behind this. I sipped on my glass before I placed it back and walked to my yoga room. I walked straight to my wardrobe and c

Dream asked and Amir turned to her and smiles. "I will have that criminal in no time. We just need to keep searching," Amir told Dream and she nodded. "You are right. We should not give up any time soon. We should keep searching," Dream said. She had a very fitful sleep and she only went to bed because of Tequila. She knew that when sister was very worried about her. Now it was morning and she was ready to catch the man. "Do you think that we will really be able to recognize him? We did not see his face properly," Dream asked Amir and he nodded.

He replies rhetorically and the next thing I know, ten hefty looking dudes appear out of nowhere completely surrounding me and my heart immediately drops to the ground. "Well look who we have here. If it isn't a pretty looking murderer." A deep, unfamiliar voice says and when my eyes meets with the owner of the voice, my heart completely loses every iota of hope I had left. The authoritative aura around him already gives him away and a part of me trembled when I recall Sally's warning. "Incase you don't know who I am, well, hi there, I'm Dexter and I'm the Beta of the very pack you had the misfortune of trespassing." He introduced calmly and I immediately deadpan. "Holy fucking shit! I'm dea

My dad, Mia, things could've gone differently for him. But in some odd, messed up way, it worked out for the best for me at least. Because the sexy ass detective who was on his case, became the man of my dreams. And quite frankly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. The END. . . . This marks the end of SADAM guys I'm broken up and so happy at the same time. I reaaaaalllllly hope you liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I cant explain my gratitude for each and every one of you. -Anna

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

I can't believe it took me three years to realize that being a detective is a curse. When my father first told me about it, I didn't believe him. Why the hell should I, anyway? All I needed to do was to chase down criminals and study their traces. For such a long time, I only thought about clues, forensic puzzles, and crime interrogation. Now, fuck it. It's my fifth bottle tonight. And I probably wouldn't stop until I knock myself out.

And end it continuing every night. So as she waited for the other detective to call in and for her to pass on the bad news. She picked up the file that was sitting next to her and she went over the details of the case in her mind. She could clearly see whatever happened to the young girl just by the extent of her injuries. However, the apparent cause of death was not evident, and she would have to do another autopsy to prove or disprove with the first had left as far as questions. She was hoping that he would call within the next few minutes so she could go get ready for bed. She wondered absentmindedly if she was going to have the same dream yet again. She was actually somewhat fearful that

He said laughing. "What do you want from me?" I cried out. "Just let me go". "I won't. Why should I? We are mates Lucinda, aren't we". He said. Now, he sounds like a psychopath. He walked close to me and gripped my hair roughly. "You're gonna be my sex toy. You think I'm gonna let you reveal my secrets". He growls at me. Sex toy? No, I need to wake up from this dream. I shoved his hands away from my hair and moved back.

“Yeah, I'm sure she's playing hard to get with the information–!” “Let's see…” When the two detectives worked on both her holes for about fifty seconds, she howled with violently orgasm that nearly knocked her brains out. Lucy panted, trying to catch her lost breath while the two detective's firm fingers worked on her holes. In between another orgasms, she yelled, “Someone hired me to steal the money. His name is David. He blackmailed that he would kill me if I sold him out.” “What else do you know?” asked Rachael, suddenly pressing her knuckles inside her now rimmed p*ssy.