Police Novels & Stories

The new junior researcher in our lab destroyed my antigen. Because of that, I could not submit my thesis. I lost my chance to study abroad. Three years of work gone, just like that. I was furious. I wanted to call the police, to have it investigated, to make sure she was held responsible. However, my fiancé stood in front of her, shielding her, and turned on me instead. "It's just a small experiment," he said. "Is it really worth making such a big deal out of it?" I nodded. "Of course," I said calmly. "After all, it was only an antigen that could treat your lupus. Definitely not worth making a fuss over." He froze on the spot.

In my previous life, I was accepted as a pilot and was about to enter aviation university for training. But because I stepped in to save the campus belle, Diana Fowler, from being assaulted by thugs, they retaliated against me. They broke both my legs, shattering my dream of flying. What angered me even more was that Diana, the very woman I saved, led the police to my hospital bed and identified me as the rapist. The two thugs who assaulted her were praised as heroes instead. My mother was so furious that she suffered a heart attack. When I was in prison, I fell into despair and took my own life. After being reborn, I watch indifferently as Diana cries for help in the alley. This time, I coldly put on my headphones.

Lily had a one-night stand with a strange man. She thought it was a bad dream, but a month later, she was pregnant! "Get out! Your ugly deeds have brought shame on the family!" Her father's cruel slap landed her in the face and she was thrown out of the house. Five years later, when she took her son to the supermarket shopping, a man in black stole her child, she wanted to call the police, but her son was held in the arms of a handsome man, suddenly appeared on TV! "Hello, everyone! This is my son! And the future heir to the throne!" "The man said to all the media. Lily froze! Little did she know that the bastard who got her pregnant was the president, and the president with billions of dollars!

My mom ended up in a vegetable state because my husband's childhood sweetheart hit her while drunk driving. When the police asked her to take a breathalyzer, Sarah swore she hadn't drunk anything and dared them to draw her blood for a test. At the hospital, James faked the test results. He staked his career on it, producing a clean report that cleared her of driving under the influence. The day she walked free, he went to pick her up. I screamed at him, "Don't you know she hit my mom?" He shrugged. "Margaret is not dead. She'll wake up, okay? Why are you freaking out, trying to ruin Sarah's life? Will that make you happy?"

A doctor who saves helpless people and a serial killer who hunts monsters. A daughter to a decorated officer becomes the city's best doctor, but also a serial killer who hunts and kills pedophiles and rapists including her father. Her husband, and police officer Noah Adler, is the hidden leader of a child trafficking and organ harvesting syndicate that operates through her hospital and worse, she married the wrong twin. As missing children and illegal surgeries begin to point back to her workplace, Dr Karma Kuntz in order to clear her name and find out the truth unknowingly walks closer to the truth — and also to danger. Who kills who? Will love save them both? Is this a crime or is this justice? Where is the other twin?

Dr David Neill is a successful l psychiatrist who only treats the richest people, he is also struggling to deal with the disappearance of his son 8 years ago. On the anniversary of his sons disappearance he gets into a drunken accident and is ordered to provide the local police department with counselling services to the officers and victims of crime. While serving his time, he gets involved in a case of a missing young girl. He assists Detectives Tasneem Daniels, the youngest detective in the department. She is as tough as nails, many mistake her beauty for weakness and John Kani, a mild mannered older detective with many years of experience and the case takes them deep into the underbelly of the city where they must use all their skills and experience to solve the case and stay alive.

Naomi was already pregnant when her boyfriend disappeared. He was a tricycle driver, which was why she couldn’t introduce him to her parents—her father was a police officer and her mother was a teacher. It became even harder for her to speak up when Marco Ledesma vanished for reasons she never understood and was later declared dead by the authorities. She was forced to confess the truth to her parents, who were angry at first. Eventually, they supported her through her pregnancy, and she was still able to finish college. Naomi’s world was shaken when she suddenly discovered that the man who had left her was still alive—and already engaged. The man who had introduced himself to her as Marco Ledesma, a tricycle driver, turned out to be a billionaire.

I was the top engineer at the National Deep-Sea Research Center, and the only person in the world with experience in deep-sea rescue. When my sister’s submarine malfunctioned and was stranded ten thousand meters below the surface, I hung up on her distress call. Then I calmly walked into a police station and turned myself in for leaking classified research. A few minutes later, my father called. His voice was frantic and furious. “Your sister is missing. Where the hell are you? I’m ordering you to get to the site immediately and save her, or you won’t see a cent of the family inheritance!” I calmly pulled the blanket over my head and said into the phone, “I don’t have time, and you’re interrupting my sleep.”

When the fire broke out, I called my husband, Hector. He didn't answer. Instead, he ran straight into the flames—to save my sister, Emma. They held each other, clinging to life, while I was trapped in the basement, watching my calls go ignored until all hope burned out. Afterward, Emma played innocent, twisting everything. She told him, "Hector, don't blame Sienna. She didn't leave me on purpose... she was just scared." Her lie made me the villain, and everyone bought it. Fueled by hatred, Hector spat, "She's so vicious—why didn't that fire just take her?" Three months later, the police found my body.

Jenny Shaw, my roommate and belle of the campus, had been stealing my skincare products for four whole years. She even used them to fake a wealthy and beautiful persona, becoming a million-follower influencer and bagging a wealthy heir. Right before our graduation defense, her face suddenly erupted in severe lesions, completely disfigured. Jenny immediately accused me, claiming that I was jealous and vicious enough to lace the skincare products with poison! In an instant, I was branded online as the Poison Queen and a dangerous figure. Facing the police, I simply smiled at them and showed them my thesis. [Molecular Deconstruction Analysis of Herbal Medicinal Materials: Skin Regeneration and Reconstruction.] "Poisoning you? That's like a pot calling the kettle black. But thanks for providing me with experimental data!"