Loki Detective Novels & Stories

He couldn’t rise again. “Tell me,” I whispered, more to myself than to Matteo, “you don’t think it’s him.” Matteo didn’t answer immediately. His fingers curled into fists at his sides. The tension in his jaw was enough. “We don’t know,” he finally muttered. “And we’re not jumping to conclusions.” But the fear in his eyes betrayed him. Loki, the Blood King. The one whose thirst had drowned villages in blood. The one who defied death so many times, our ancestors had to turn to forbidden rites to bury him.

“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.

However, there shouldn't be anyone I can trust in this place. "As you can see, Miss. I am nobody. I am just a servant here." "Ah, all right." Loko wants to avoid answering my question. However, I did not smell any wolf scent in him. It was very different when I faced lycans and werewolves. There was a special scent wafting from their bodies. Loko really looks like a normal human. He led me into a room with large double doors almost reaching the ceiling. Loko opened it wide.

Lacey made a note, “I will try to find out who the detective is for your case.” Lori answered, “I have his card.” She fished it out of her purse and handed it to Lacey. Lacey smiled, “You got the best detective on the force. His people skills are second to none. He seriously cares about the people.” Lori smiled, “He was really nice to me last night.”

She muttered, "Why can't you be useful whenever I need you?" Tensed up, she grabbed her bag and car keys and headed to the station. At the station, the detectives led her to the interrogation room. "Hi, I'm Detective James, and this is my partner, Detective Dane. We'll be asking you some questions. Is that fine?" they said. Loo replied, "That's fine." Detective James asked, "Is your name Louisa?" Loo said, "Yes, but I prefer being called Loo." The detectives continued, "It's said you brought baked goods to the club one day and gave them to everyone. Correct?"

Deep lines, wrinkles, creases that hadn't been there minutes ago. "No... this can't be happening!" She staggered back, ready to bolt—then stopped cold. Every camera was locked on her. Teeth clenched, she forced a smile. "That doesn't matter. What matters is solving the case!" She tried to rally. "The most distinct trait of the killer is his hands—" But before she could land the point, a reporter pushed through the crowd. "Breaking news! The Carmoria State Bureau of Investigation just caught the real killer!"

The detectives summarize what they already know, that they found the watch in the bag, with fingerprints on which they saw some documents. So, she was arrested, being handed over by one of her accomplices. Amidst this, Loki didn't have to pay the insurance policy. Somewhere else... Another friend of Ragnar's got himself into trouble, he wasn't normal. A new investigation team, they have enough to charge Rebekah.

Jessica narrows her eyes at that. “Don’t tell me you’re involved in anything shady,” she says. “I’d hate to arrest someone on my night off.” Kai raises his eyebrows. “I run legal businesses and have no shady deals,” he replies. “And what about you? Do you work with the authorities?” “I’m a detective,” Jessica grins. “So, if you have any funny business, you’d better watch out!” She giggles softly, almost like a musical laugh. Kai is captivated by her voice, his possessiveness over her only increasing every second. His mate is a detective, impressive yet it makes him anxious. What if someone hurts her?

I pull her close and before she decides to start getting my cock into everything, I hold her legs and smell her until she falls asleep. I'm in the kitchen, and the strong smell of coffee is wafting through the air. My mind is already racing, going over all the things I have to deal with today. I didn't sleep well last night, and I don't know if I want to hear what this detective is going to say. It won’t change anything. She won't leave my side. No news of Lohan's whereabouts, money is being spent, people hired, and, still, nothing. The impeccable state of his room in the casino and the apartment without any clues makes me think that he was already prepared for this. These thoughts leave me

Valerie questioned as her tears blurred her vision. Loki really wanted to believe her ,Derrick,his inner wolf was telling him to believe her but he didn't want the people to think he was being biased because Valerie was not only pregnant but because she was his friend. He had punished Lilith when she had done harm to Arianna so he wouldn't also spare Valerie if she was truly guilty, he would have to set an example for anyone else who was harbouring evil thoughts about his mate. "I'm sorry Valerie but I have every reason to believe that you're guilty. You were missing during the time of the attack, you had the weapons in your possession and most importantly, you know your way around the castl