Thundermans Blue Detective Mga Nobela at Kwento

C he was an intelligent and handsome young man who after he inherited the stallion family's company , within a span of 5 years built it to be one of the most successful and richest companies in the world and he also had branches all over the world. He was one of the top ten Wealthiest men in the world with a net worth of 78 billion dollars, but in term of power he was the strongest due to his ruthless and cruel way of dealing with things, all other companies and organizations were afraid of him and dare not trifle with him especially after how everyone saw how he dealt with all his relatives after he inherited the company, he broke their legs and threw them in the sea leaving them to die. J

Detective Sullivan attempted his way over towards me, but barely passed Elizabeth when Captain Johnston’s voice was heard throughout the room. “Anderson! My office!” I take one last look at Elizabeth before sulking my way into his office. “Captain.” I say shaking his hand. “Detective Anderson. I didn’t expect to see you back in my office, let alone my squad room. How have you been?” His calm demeanor taking me by surprise. I half expected the same reaction I had gotten from Elizabeth. The way I left everything; I was amazed he wasn’t yelling down my throat.

Sick and tired of hearing the news I saw for myself… *** I swerved my old Mercedes into the hospital’s car park. I had to start my investigation tonight; and I was hoping I’d find something on Samantha’s body. Sleeping would be hard as from now, I had no time to waste; that shooter needs to be found fast. That was the only thing that would give me comfort now, not silly condolences and pitiful stares. “Glad you came, just wanted to dial up your number,” The voice sounded very familiar. I came out of my car to see her removing the blue detective gloves from her hand, it was Jane Johnson; my new partner.

I had forgotten to take my painkillers, my mind was way too preoccupied. "Are you alright, Mr. Montero?" Detective Han inquired, concern evident in his eyes. "I'm fine, I'm fine," I dismissed, bearing the pain. I just needed it to subside, untouched and undisturbed. "Yo!" Jack jogged over from the entrance, still in his leather jacket and holding his helmet. "Sir, sorry I'm late. But good news, a stolen blue sedan was caught taking the wrong U-turn. One of the officers noticed the man's tattoo and matched it to the photo you sent."

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, letting the air fill my lungs while I assessed my body and heart. It was only the morning of my birthday, and I knew my gifts wouldn’t manifest until tonight under the bright moon. The fact that it was a Blue moon made my insides tingle. Blue moons in and of themselves were rare. Mix it with the Cold full moon of December, which was always special to witches, made this an extraordinary night. Or, so I hoped. The Cold Moon marked the earth’s slumber and going inward for transformation. I knew my birthday falling on this day meant something significant. Despite the nightmare I had just woke up from, I smiled and ran downstairs after getting dressed. I grabb

“That is fortunate. Although I have to ask you, how do you two fight these toads and slimes by yourself?” Darrion smiled. “Luckily, my friend here is a thunder elemer. He just shot his thunder to the toads, and the lightning just spread.” The soldier looked at Jai in a slight surprise, while Jai became slightly nervous under his gaze. The soldier looked at him up and down, and somehow noticed something familiar from him. “Thunder elemer? Wait, are you from the competition? The thunder guy?” Jai smiled and nodded. “Yes, sir.” “Ah… I see. No wonder then. Haha,” the soldier laughed lightly. “No wonder these frogs are stunned in seconds. I believe you now.”

Julien says once more and Detective Andrew nods as the security that was escorting him nods and follows him to the exit. “Stay out of trouble,” Julien whispers in my ear and I nod as I look at Tatum, who has her eyes locked on me. Since Thunder was taken away by the police, Tatum looks a little more relaxed. “Can I talk to you?” I ask as I stand in front of Tatum and her eyes grow wider as she looks at me and then at Thatcher, who is standing next to me.

Acting purely on instinct, Maverick wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly against his broad, muscled chest with one arm while the other stroked gentle circles on her back. ‘It’s okay, Mervon, it’s okay. You are safe here. No one will make you do anything you do not wish to. Come on, little Spitfire, you are safe. I promise you.’ His voice was gentle and soothing, as recognition slowly dawned in her emerald green eyes, ‘You are safe.’ He told her. ‘I give you my word as the Blue Moon Bikers King, no one will touch you, no one will hurt you while you are under my protection. Okay?’

This wasn’t supposed to be a social call, even if my mother wanted to make it one. “Oh, yes, he is fine. Shocking to find out he was part Ancient One too, but he’s settling in rather well, actually. Has to have someone keep a close eye on him, but outside of that, he is in no danger, dear,” my mother happily chirped away. Rem let out a low humming sound in his throat. “His supernatural blood isn’t awakened, so I’m surprised any of you knew that,” he mumbled. “Not awakened?” My mother asked, sounding thoughtful. “Are you sure, dear? His eyes sort of gave him away, when I got a look at him.”

The one holding her hands up, the detective could tell it was a she now by her shape, made a tearing motion with a grunt and the poor lorry was dismantled, the metal pieces rained down from above but she wasn't done, with another hand jerk, she sent the debris flying at the Abami, showering it with a rain storm of metal. Not giving the monster a moment respite, the big one, she's a she as well grabbed hold of the Abami and tossed it straight up into the air like it weight nothing, the teleporter ran for the big one, they both disappeared and then reappeared above the still flying monster where the big one sent it crashing down to earth with a resounding wallop. Detective Okafor even though h