Riverdale Sheriff Keller Novels & Stories

"You worthless, dirty bitch. You had the nerve to come at me? The moment you and that bastard Theo chased me all the way to Verhampton Valley, your fate was sealed!" Emily cried out, her voice hoarse. "Even if you violate me, my dad and Logan will never let you go!" Hank sneered. "You think I don't know how far we are from Blumedale? Once I finish with you, I'll head straight back to Chetvine for my debriefing. Then I'll take on the next mission, vanishing from your life. The Keller family is nothing but an elite family in Gabo Creek. What can they possibly do to me?"

"Sheriff , how is the case going?," I asked the Sheriff. "It's going great, Kellerman," what are you doing here Kellerman?," the Sheriff asked."No, it's nothing, I'm just here to ensure that justice is well served because that guy was my employee and so I'm here to give my statement on alleged assault, battery and kidnapping," I told the sheriff.

Patty asked defiantly. “Him,” Dom replied, pointing his glass of alcohol at the TV screen. The kids looked at the police officer on the screen. “That is the newly elected County Sheriff Kenneth Carter who has spoken out about cracking down on violence in the Hartvale municipality, particularly the South Hartvale Districts,” Beta Sonia explained to the children. “Violence in South Hartvale?” asked Patty. “We’ve been voted happiest District for three years running.” “The new sheriff is a North boy, isn’t he?” Allen asked.

Without saying another word, Hugh grabbed Annie’s hand and instead of turning left to go to the garage, Hugh swung right, stalking towards the doorman’s desk at speed. The doorman was a huge bearded wolf called Camron Kerr. His long dark hair was pulled back into a pony tail. The tattoos on the back his hands and his sheer size gave him a terrifying demeanour which wasn’t at all diminished by his well cut dark suit. The Kerr Clan were a high status clan among the Reiver Pack and were particularly well known for their deadly warrior skills. They were incredibly loyal to their Clan as well as to the Reiver Pack as a whole and this made any Kerr the perfect wolf in all matters pertaining to sec

It wasn't hit too badly to get injured but it was hard enough to feel the pain. "Dude, are you trying to kill me?" cried out Jackson holding his ducked head with his cuffed hands. After a while when he raised his head again and looked to his left, he was greeted by an empty driver's seat. Then his eyes went to the front only to see Stefan talking with his colleagues. "Seriously, who made them special cops anyways? Gossiping his colleagues while leaving their so-called 'Dr. Killer' alone in a car. If it was even any petty criminal in place of me then he would have already stolen his car and fled long gone by now."

He was a little nervous. "Yes. I'm sure this could be a deterrent," Summer nodded confidently. "And safe?" Summer repeated her head movement. "Take it easy, River. Everything is fine. Look at how many people are around us. Could they all be defeated by one person?" River puffed out his cheek. "Okay. I'll try to stay calm, even though this is very stressful." Suddenly, a door opened. Seeing two police officers come carrying Kendrick, River's breath hitched. His sitting position became tense.

"That's a federal offense, kid." The voice was a low, calm growl that seemed to come from the shadows between the pine trees. Liam froze, a half-burnt joint pinched between his fingers. The man who stepped into the circle of his dying campfire was built like the trees themselves—tall, lean, and hard. He wore the grey and green uniform of a park ranger. His name tag read "KAEL." His face was weathered and tanned, his eyes a dark, piercing green that held no warmth.

He was gripping Harvey by the collar and pulling him into the crowd. "Mr. Zeller?" "Isn't that Jasper Zeller, Everest Group's CEO?" "Wow, this is getting intense." "Is Mr. Zeller playing the hero?" Amid the crowd, Renee and Jasper locked eyes. In that moment, his arrival felt like a savior coming to rescue her from danger. Even though she already knew he had his people catch the creep, she still felt touched. "That's him. That's the one!" she said, pretending to be scared as she took a few steps back.

By the time I answered, I stood in front of him. He'd gained weight over the years, and his face showed the wear and tear of decades on a small-town police force. Mason Belle didn't have a high crime rate, but the sheriff's job in this county went beyond just arresting criminals. He played counselor to misguided youth, peacekeeper to squabbling spouses, and charity organizer to families in need. "What are you doing out here after dark?" I was tired and not the least bit interested in having a conversation, but Sheriff Patton wouldn't think twice about getting in his cruiser and calling my dad to rat me out. "Like I said, looking for Miranda Adams." I sounded like a broken record.

He needed to reclaim back his position in kelvin's heart, and his status as the don of the green evil clan. But wait take deep breath, who actually is Ryder?.. Ryder's real name is Ryder Blackwood. He's the don of the green evil clan and also a skilled fighter and a ruthless enforcer for the notorious mafia lord, kelvin LaGraine alias K. Ryder's past is marked by violence and bloodshed, and he's been trained from a young age to fight and kill. Ryder's overlord, kelvin LaGraine, is a powerful and cunning mafia lord who controls a significant portion of the West Coast's underworld.