Handsome Policeman Novels & Stories

“Robbed? Who said anything about being robbed?” Alyssa dropped her shoe. “Chief,” a deep voice called out from the bedroom she’d been sleeping in. “You should take a look at this.” The older officer nodded once and turned to follow the decidedly handsome detective. Alyssa couldn’t help but take in his muscular build, thick thighs, broad shoulders, and scruffy chin, despite the suit he was wearing. She might be broke, grieving—and now accused of cooking meth—but she wasn’t dead yet. Officer Hottie was the best thing she’d come across in days.

The young policeman's black eyes seemed to shine, his entire body tensed by his fascination, but he was still shaking his head helplessly, exhausted against Daniel's actions. Just a little more, this policeman with aura like sunlight could be within reach. Daniel revealed his sexiest smile, arms outstretched, resting on the back of the sofa, deliberately exaggerating his beautiful body, his voice threatening, “Landscape, you won't really want to be swept away. This videotape is being spread all over the media in this city? I don't see anything important, do I?" Jenny's restless head suddenly stopped. That's right, how can we forget about the honor of this realm?

"Ma'am, please, let us talk outside. I understand your frustration, but creating a scene here won't help us resolve the situation." The young officer stood tall with a commanding presence, exuding an air of confidence and calmness that belied his age. He had a strong, athletic build, a testament to his dedication to physical fitness and the rigorous training he had undergone. His chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes spoke of determination and unwavering focus. His closely cropped hair, a shade of dark brown, was neatly groomed, adding to his professional appearance. His clean-shaven face revealed a strong jawline, highlighting his features with a touch of ruggedness. As he spoke, his voic

"What was he going to do? If he made a scene, it would generate too many questions. But he knows I'm at my limit with the situation. I'm a cop, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is, but I'm a cop because I want to help people, not take payoffs and look the other way." "Grey," he said. She frowned. "Excuse me?" "It's my name. Grey Holden." "Oh." She sat back, studying him. The name suited him. His hair was steel grey—but not the kind that came with age—and his eyes were the color of slate. He wasn't handsome by any means, but he had the most masculine face she'd seen in a long time, with sharp cheekbones and a well-defined jaw. This man was all business. He sure didn't look like a guy who would just blu

When he saw that I was looking back at them, he quickly turned away and then excited the lobby with rest of the police officers. They were out of our sights now but I was just frozen in my place because what I saw was some how devastating. I swear to God that I saw him smiling. Not even a small smirk but a proper manly and demonic smile. I was shocked because I figured that out he wasn't a police officer. He might have a fake police I'd or something but he didn't looked like an officer. Even if he was, he would have been bribed by the person who commissioned the accident to keep an eye on our case. And I'm sure that person is more heinous then I can imagine.

Immediately, the policemen got to work, they picked up the two dead guys and put them in their car, they also help the wounded in the car too, but then they turned to the Boss of the assassin, but the policemen were shocked, because the Boss can't even moved her leg or hand that was hang in the air. Meanwhile the policeman in mufti also approached Alexis and Tommy, he coughed to announced his arrival. "Oh!" Tommy turned around first. "Commissioner Mason, this is my sister, Alexi, this is Commissioner Mason." Tommy said as a means of introduction. Alexis smiled and she exchanged handshake with Commissioner Mason, he was the only policeman in mufti cloth. "So all of this was done by you." Comm

The policeman stepped closer toward Anna, and his eyes saw Anna's curves behind the black blazer and black pants worn by her. "But I did not expect that you would be more beautiful than what i could imagine. "The policeman winked at Anna. "If only at this time I was not at the police station, I would have hit this damn man. "Thank you for the compliment you gave me, sir." Anna bowed her head slightly and walked out of the room, but the Police's footsteps were faster than hers, so that she could feel the breath of the impudent policeman behind her shoulder. "Come on, don't pretend tou don't like it. Don't be rude. You think I don't know what type of woman you are? What kind of woman wants to

"Yeah, I've been curious about that too. He has several medals such as Medal of Valor and Medal of Merit. With his honors and record, he could easily be a chief of police." "Do you think there's a drug lord hiding around here, so they sent him over to help us crack the case?" "Captain Morrison is really amazing. He's only been here for a few days, but he's cleaned up the whole town. Even the small fries in the town aren't spared! After the big sweep, it's really much safer, even the drug addicts are lesser." "He's good-looking, talented, young, and he's unmarried. I wonder if he has a girlfriend because I want to introduce my sister to him."

A police cruiser pulled up behind him, siren whooping once to get his attention. Jake's heart skipped a beat. He pulled over to the shoulder, hands gripping the wheel tight. 'What did I do?' he wondered, glancing at the cop car. The officer stepped out, a big guy in his late 30s, broad shoulders filling out his uniform shirt. His name tag read 'Officer Hale.' He had a stern face, short dark hair, and a jaw that looked like it could crack nuts. Hale shone his flashlight into Jake's car, making him squint.

he replied, pushing the light off his face and I fluttered my eyes, nervous that my face wouldn't get revealed. "Excuse me sir?" The police officer murmured, trying to peep inside as I swallowed. "Look again, and I'd take out those eyes," he threatened, glaring into the eyes of the police officer. "You're arrogant to an officer of the law." "I made those laws!" he boasted, and the officer's jaw ticked as his eyes narrowed at Damien. Hastily, I picked Damien's shirt from the carpet, searching for an identity card in his breast pocket.