Forensic Investigator

Abductors bind me in a basement, subjecting me to the torment of dozens. Meanwhile, my husband, Evan Foster, dines by candlelight with his lover, Carmen Locke. My abductors grant me one chance to call for help, and I dial Evan's number. I'm certain he will come for me. I believe Evan would give his life for me, as he once vowed that his future held no meaning without me. Clinging to hope, I call the number etched in my heart. However, Evan scolds me for interrupting their date. "You think I'll come get you? Dream on. Maybe I'll bother to collect your body if you die out there." His words crush me, and I do die. Five days later, Evan stands before the autopsy table, grimacing at the mangled remains before him. Even as the police department's finest forensic expert, having dissected thousands of bodies, he condemns the killer's brutality. Yet, despite his cold dismissal of my desperate plea over the phone, he now wears a look of pity. Evan, if you knew these fragments belonged to me, would you still find me worthy of your compassion?

My mother is a forensic doctor. When she's at the market for some grocery shopping, she sees human flesh being sold at a butcher's stall. She calls the police before contacting my cousin to tell her to stay safe. Her friend reminds her to also pay attention to me, but my mother is scornful. "She can die out there for all I care. I never want to see her again!" She doesn't know that she's already seen me, though. She didn't recognize her daughter from the pile of flesh that's waiting for her examination.

Would you bet your life finding about the truth? Xyrica Dela Vega grew up in the arms of her loving grandparents but she knew little to nothing about her parents. How they died, when they died, or why they died. Everything was simple and peaceful but it all changed after her grandmother was on the brink of death when she shed a little truth about Xyrica’s life. That Xyrica is not their biological granddaughter. A man, her grandmother didn’t want to say the name, left her in their care without an explanation. The man promised her grandparents that when the right time comes he will take Xyrica with him. But when is the right time... her grandparents didn’t know. Years after years, the man didn’t came back and the couple decided to take the matters in their own hand.The old couple hired an investigator to find out about Xyrica’s background and that’s when they found out Xyrica is the rightful owner of Gangster Academy. How her biological parents died is still unknown and it’s up to her to find the truth on who is behind of everything. She thinks the answer lies at Gangster Academy so she will do everything just to be accepted. She will risk her life fighting a battle without knowing who the real enemy is... Will she be able to find out about the truth or will she end up dead like her parents?

Somebody has a dirty little secret. Determined to prove herself as a private investigator and catch a cheater, Cassie Woods discovers more than she bargained for, when the unveiling of a devastating secret initiates the emergence of an unwanted gift.Nothing is ever simple.Her personal life is chaos.Her professional life is a mine field.Her hormones are raging out of control.It's going to be an awe-inspiring lesson in self-restraint. This story contains sexually explicit language, profanity, and violence and is not suitable for readers under 18.Third Eye P.I. is created by RavennaYoung, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Ayashi's entire childhood was different from the other kids, her father is an investigator and that's particularly the reason why her childhood is filled with mysteries and puzzles. Her life is perfect, she has a loving mother, a caring father and a protective brother, there is nothing else she could wish for. Not until an unfortunate event happened, her parents were killed and the worst part? They were killed in front of her. Anger and hatred filled her innocent little heart. Ayashi mourned for her beloved parents whose death is still left as a mystery. After 6 years, she returned to the Philippines with one goal in mind; to give her parents the justice they deserve.

I dumped Orion Gray when he was at his poorest. I even aborted the child we had together. In the blink of an eye, I got together with a rich man. After that, Orion went abroad in anger and sadness. Within two short years, he turned into the CEO of a publicly listed company. When he came back to the country, he swore that he would exact his revenge on me. However, my mother sent a disfigured corpse to his house and asked him to restore it to its original state. He did not know that it was the corpse of the person he hated the most—me.

When I was ten, I bugged my brother to come home for my birthday. He died in a plane crash that day. They never found his body. After that, my parents saw me as a total screw-up. They blamed me for his death. Every year on his memorial day, they forced me to kneel at the cemetery and repent my mistakes. I did that for eight years. I figured I'd spend my whole life paying for it. But on my 18th birthday, some creep stalked and murdered me. Right before I died, I tried calling for help. But my mom chewed me out. "I bet you're just dodging your duty to make up for James. You're full of crap. If you hadn't forced him to come back, he would have been alive. This is what you deserve." She hung up, leaving me staring at the dead screen. My last hope was dashed. She was right. Someone like me meant nothing but bad luck to those around me. I didn't deserve to exist. But then, eight years after his death, James showed up with his pregnant wife. When they heard I was gone, they fell apart.

I called my wife, a forensic specialist, after learning that my in-laws were involved in a car accident. It was on the 80th call that she finally answered, "I'm just trying to celebrate Justin's birthday for him. What's wrong with you? Can you not get jealous over just about anything?" I informed her that Mom, Dad, and sister had died in a car accident, and that she should hurry back to arrange for their funeral. To my surprise, she scoffed at my suggestion and replied, "What does your family's death have to do with me?" She was not involved in the funeral arrangements at all. On top of that, she even falsified evidence for her love interest—the culprit who killed her family—in court as a forensics specialist. Eventually, on the day I informed her of my intention to divorce, she threw a fit. "Patrick, it's just the death of a few of your family members. Justin didn't do it on purpose. It was just an accident. "Moreover, it's because of your parents' and sister's carelessness on the road that led to the accident. Why are you making things difficult for me and insisting on divorce? I've truly misjudged you…" Noticing the indignance in her response, I finally understood. It seemed she had no idea that it was her family that died in the accident all this while.

Sparks fly, secrets are revealed, and perilous adventures begin when Chloe helps Tristan escape. While on mission from inner-earth to the earth's surface, the evil subterranean meta-naturals intercepted Tristan's vessel. Taken to a laboratory run by a mad scientist, he is sedated and forced to participate in testing on himself and genetic experimentation. In the meantime... Private Investigator, Chloe Kennsington, in filtrates the laboratory while on a missing persons' case. When she discovers Tristan, the chemistry between them is profound.

“I shake the mountains, blew the wind, burnt the fire; but when you got me, you wreck everything of me.” —Rage Koughart Thompson A hopeless romantic, Graceian Herrit Simson is content with her simple life. Being so inlove with her long timed fiance, Bill Marco, she never wish something more. Now, their relationship lasted long for years now, believes that her fiance would be the one and last man who will come to her life. Although, unexpected things happened; doubt leads to mistrust, she just saw herself hiring a private investigator to check her fiance. There, she met the investigator, Mr. Thompson, who should be Mr. Baltemore. She induced him being the most rude investigator ever which she shouldn't supposed to. Rage Koughart Thompson, a CEO of Thompson Cruise Corporations, an indeed business minded person, have already announced to media that he had no time to such unnecessary things. For him, time is millions, not worth wasting for something or someone nothing to do with his life. Unfortunately, he just found himself keeping a woman who doesn't even do good to him. As an accident happened, his uncle, Brando Baltemore, the best private investigator needs to hide as his life is at danger. Rage took the old man's responsibilities, not expecting that he also need to make an effort for a useless woman. His wasted time for Grace is like a waste of millions on his hands. And an offended Grace, she can't admitted that even she's mad, her hopeless heart still love and hopes. She dealt fasts her long time fiance but dealing with a rude man were the worst. She tried to move on but little did she know, she played fire with fire. Her heart keeps on bouncing back to its cage like nothing had harmed her.