Janine Sherlock Novels & Stories

Her study table was still filled with unfinished works from last night, The cup of unfinished already cold coffee was still there. It was just four thirty am and she has like an hour extra before she goes for her morning jog. Instead of lying back on the bed, She took the glass of water and went to the table to probably finish up her work. Jacklyn Chisholm is a twenty three year old girl who works as a Forensics Photographer at the NYPD ( New York Police Department). Her parents were Adam and Linda Chisholm and her younger brother Ed Chisholm. Both parents live in Southern Manhattan at their old but gorgeous family home while she moved out to Brooklyn after she dropped out of college.

My heart is going out to them and their children and the pack for the pain they have gone through these past 10 years, and I vow to help find those responsible for the deaths of Luther and Vivian. Nic is resting next to me, just as queued up as I am. We had a remembrance ceremony for our friends in our lodge before we left the mountain yesterday and I am certain that they heard us. We have another hour before we reach the airport, and I need to make sure we have everything together once we arrive. As I try to get up to go back to our cabin, Nic’s phone buzzes. He answers, putting the call on speaker. “Nic, my friend, I hope your travels find you well.” Jarvis’s thick British accent comes thr

If you're wondering how I became a detective, I would gladly tell the story. *Jane's Back Story* My full name is Jane Crook Watson but I only use the first and last of my name. And also that's why Maria called me Detective Crook. Anywise since I'm in high school, I am very fond of solving riddles and reading mystery books like Sherlock Holmes, Geronimo Stilton, and many more. Let's say I did a little bit of advanced studying during my high school days which leads me to excel in my college days. To cut the story short, I graduated as the top student in our class with a bachelor's degree in criminal justice and applied for police officer training. The agility test was the hardest part of the t

He still knew deep down that he wasn't to know who they were, but a part of him felt sickened about it, mostly because he knew they were his favourite masturbation memories and the thought of seeing them again in the flesh gave him a tingle of excitement. "Hi, it's Jasmine," He heard her say, her phone pressed to her ear. "Yes, I've got an urgent tasking for you, personal investigations on three people, reports every twelve hours..... New York, attended Berkeley Business School between one year and four years ago... friends with Madeleine Lawhead, aged 23. She dropped out two to three years ago.... Names are aliases, but they were friends with Miss Lawhead. Subject one is a hispanic female,

While George is still sleeping, since she still has things to do, she went out first without waking him up. She could only tell Lary about it before leaving. As soon as Sherly went back to her office, she delved into her investigation, her brow furrowed in deep concentration. She navigated through encrypted files and shadowy networks, her fingers flying across the keyboard with practiced precision. Each click and keystroke brought her closer to the truth, but with it came a growing sense of unease.

Her brown hair is streaked with silver and gathered into a bun and her intelligent, shrewd eyes peer at me throw her glasses. "She knows Kaiden Nikolaou", Lannister states. "Okay, know is a stretch. I only said his name. But judging from your reactions, he seems like a big deal." I quip. "Cassidy Perez, head detective", she says as she comes out from behind her desk. She stops in front of me and extends her hand for a handshake. "Well I'm glad someone has some manners around here." I joke, giving her a handshake. "Daisy Jones"

Charmaine nodded and left the room quickly. I looked at Jessa, one eyebrow raised. Jessa smiled. "A bit of a germaphobe, is Charmaine." "But she works in a hospital?" "We pay her extremely well. Her connections, experience, and other qualities make it worth our while to have her on staff." She looked over my shoulder. "I'd get that Nik pronto, pup." Ryker chuckled. "No shit, Sherlock." One thing from the whole conversation stuck out like a sore thumb to me. "Why the heck would someone want to track you? Or me, for that matter?"

Skyler turned around in shock as he swept his gaze across her like a radar. “Give me information about her!” The assistant glanced at Jocelyn and instantly knew what her name was. After all, he knew all the renowned designers in the jewelry industry. The assistant immediately made a call to start an investigation about her. After a while, he received Jocelyn’s information. He handed the information over to Skyler. Skyler’s eyes flashed slightly when he saw her name. He read out her name while deep in thought. “Jocelyn…White!”

He dismissed her. Someone attempted to assert control. Problem was Derrick's idea of control included shoving everyone away, especially people who wanted to help him. But Janine didn't plan on leaving. I am a woman on a mission. A job, to be more exact, hired to handle Derrick's case for several reasons. One, she was considered top in her field when it came to cases of post traumatic stress disorder and helping victims cope with infirmity. The even bigger reason why she got head hunted for this case? She happened to know shifters were real. Real, furry, and often pig-headed, even if they tended to growl, not snort.

Her heart broke as she searched for the enigmatic truth about her brother’s first love. “The young lady known as “Sherlock” has taken center stage.” Khali smiled