Riverdale Sheriff Keller Novels & Stories

With his werewolf hearing, though, he overheard the chief and his trooper speaking. “Are you sure, chief? Weren’t we told by a family to call and hastily return their missing daughter to-?” “If you’re going to do nothing but listen to what others tell you to do, then you’re not fit to be a cop,” the chief interrupted. “You have eyes. You saw that girl’s condition. How dare you suggest we return her to them in that condition? Besides, we may be figures of authority, but I rather not make an enemy out of Mr. Riverdale.”

The voice of Esther Vaughn, administrative assistant and dispatch for the Stone County Sheriff's Office - definitely not an angel - echoed through the air duct to where Xander was just shutting the back door of the building. At the sound of it, the nagging headache throbbing behind his eyes ratcheted up a notch. If the beauty shop was already talking about Kennedy's return, it was only a matter of time before he started getting harassed about it. He wasn't in the mood. His sleep had been interrupted to take a call about a prowler skulking around Elvira's Tavern at two in the morning. The prowler had turned out to be a bear digging through the dumpster out back. By the time Xander had made it

Karen and I, including Johndale, were assigned to keep an eye on New Orleans but we have no concrete explanations for our bi-monthly report. It seems that this year could have been the hardest for me working as a werewolf guardian. I am just hoping Johndale could have his. We are a team after all. Meanwhile, Jackson and I were walking around the school campus when we saw his dad, the Sheriff, talking to Karen's dad in the office. Jackson quickly became curious and decided to ask me to use my sense of hearing to listen in on the Sheriff and Karen's dad's conversation. My wolf initially hesitated, but after Jackson assured me that it was only for information-gathering purposes, I relented and

"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.

So, he may learn to blend someday. "What bad news do you have to wake me up with, Chief Dylan?" I asked ruthlessly. First, he squeezed his face and then spoke. Did I mean to say he was a bad news? Maybe. After all, my life itself was bad news. "Damien, the sheriff of this pack was killed by a truck driver few minutes ago. News had it that the truck driver escaped and was nowhere to be found. His name was Mr. Rivers." He said exuding the very core of his profession.

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."

, she informed amused. Amused the sheriff nodded and responded accordingly; "I'm Sheriff John William Carter, and this is my wife, Rosalia Schwartz-Carter", he greeted her simply, "This is my Eldest child, Theodore James Carter, my second eldest Mikayla Carter and you have met ~Zen Ryder~", he introduced them all. Marcia nodded as the children had stood up accordingly, the son bowing and the daughter curtseying accordingly. Zen she idly noted stood still not bowing or moving at all, at attention and waiting.