Novel & Cerita Loki Detective

The stones shifted and cracked, and out of the earth rose another figure—one that made her blood run cold. It was him. Loki. With a sly gleam in his eyes, the god of mischief grinned. "Hello, little wolf," he murmured with a voice full of hate. "Did you really think you could hide from me forever?" Loki has found Gemini, but what does he want? And how will she face him with her power still untamed?

Deliana says while holding the phone by her shoulder, tying her hair up in a bun, and sitting in her chair. "I understand, but what will I do once I arrive in London?" As he closes his eyes, Liam asks. "What's up? You want my opinion on something? Find an excuse now. I need to prepare for the conference tomorrow, but I don't have time. Hello? Hey?....." Liam cuts in between the line to avoid Deliana's shrill voice as she continues to yell into the phone. Liam quickly texts Derick about looking for a field where murder records are officially licenced under strict guidelines.

Especially his sharp brows and piercing eyes sent shivers down one's spine. Inspector Locker, named Cliff Locker, is responsible for monitoring the personnel and quality of the Imperial Dragon's operatives. He functions like an ancient inspector, assessing each of the Imperial Dragon's branches annually, making adjustments and assignments. He holds significant power. Cliff is known for his no-nonsense approach, often executing those who make mistakes on the spot and replacing them immediately.

Determined, Gama hopes to bring justice to his family and discover the truth. In his investigation, Gama does not need to directly intervene in the matter. He can work with Lovia, who will assist him in gathering information and investigating further about Darius' involvement in his father's death. With Lopiyu's support, Gama could focus his attention on other tasks while still engaging in the quest for the truth.

I didn’t know what to say if I was supposed to say anything at all. But there was no doubt in my mind that this was real; this was not Toke. I saw it, felt it, and smelled it. Loki, what a strange name. Suddenly, my eyes widened; Loki! Like the freaking trickster god Loki? He chuckled, leaned back, and started dragging his fingers through his hair. Looking down at himself, he wrinkled his nose while trying to adjust the collar of his shirt—or rather, the missing collar of his shirt.

“If not, which pack were you associated with? Or were you affiliated with a rogue village? What about Overlord Ozric?” The questions reeled in my mind, each one knocking the previous one right out of my head. My brows furrowed. “I'm sorry?” T.K. snickered, blatantly annoyed, and darted his chiding taupe eyes at me. “Which pack are you from?” “BoulderFist.” I clipped, not liking his attitude. Lykoan slammed a folder on the tablet which interrupted the Beta and pulled all their alarmed eyes on him. “All the information you need is in here, including her photo and fingerprints.” He shoved the folder so that it slid all the way down to Jacques.

she said in her habitual impatience before striding into the kitchen, leaving Juniper to handle the situation. Juniper lowered herself next to him, pulling the grocery bag away from his head. When their gaze met, a slow smile stretched her lips as she gingerly peeled the duct tape sealing his mouth. "I'm sorry for. . ." she waved her hand. ". . . all this. You were following me like some stalker. I had no choice." Despite being tied up, the man wrestled himself into a sitting position, a look of offense etched on his face. "I'm not a stalker," he protested. "I'm Jerome Luc, Detective with the Violent Crimes Unit at Forêt-bleue Police Station."

Most of Europe had at least one hotel in the capital and I moved on to the USA. “Boss, you have the meeting with Sario Lucio tomorrow,” Ser said while she walked in. Sario Lucio is a famous businessman in Chicago upholding not only a good estate agent business but also a playboy character with a very high slutty body count. He’s one of the businesses man involved in me having my opening in Chicago but unfortunately, there was a detective there restricting me from opening one there, nonetheless, it will happen. I believe the detective’s name was Tori Santiago.

The first time Lorenzo opened his cellphone, several messages from the prosecutor's office and his headquarters immediately rushed to get into his inbox, causing a loud noise. "Tsk what else is this? Can't they handle it themselves?” squeaked Lorenzo in annoyance as he slid down the screen of his cell phone. Suddenly Lorenzo's fingers stopped at a message containing the news of the death of a model whose career was soaring this week. Lorenzo quickly opened the message and received a report that last night the police found the female artist's body in a garbage dump in South Kedzie Avenue. And since the police are having a hard time finding the murder suspect, commissioner Marvel Flyn asks Lor

Because the men were outside the door, I couldn't hear most of their conversations. Loki drew my attention when I noticed how he kept his mouth open while looking up at the men dressed in blue uniforms, possibly police officers. Loki is so focused on them, that I giggle because he's so cute.