Unscramble Officer Novels & Stories

The officer said, looking at them, to which they were looking at him in a confused look. "What," Sameer asked him. "This is just the trailer, and the movie still remains, so all the very best for your future," The officer said with a smirk on his face. They all were shocked hearing him, and it was a warning from that person. "Who is that," Nishant asked. "Just think whom you have offended in your lifetime," The officer said, shrugging and left from there, leaving the four people in total shock. "Who could it be?" Ria asked

I couldn't afford for anyone else to find out about my failure, not until I verified directly from Professor Lorcan. Professor Lorcan Steele, the youngest male professor in the university, also called Professor Untouchable because of his infamous acts in the university, the same professor I have been trying to ace to get back at my cheating ex, Xavier Woods. The plan was to make Professor Untouchable want me, and Xavier could watch his idolized professor fall for the ex he tossed aside—that would burn more. Xavier had spent the night with another girl on our first anniversary while I waited for him like an idiot, prepared a candle lit dinner and even dressed up. He had humiliated me publicly

“The officers are right there. She can try to twist everything Dr. Alcott said, but the officers aren’t stupid.” Right on cue, the lead officer turned sternly to Skyler. “Stick to the facts. What are you even rambling about?” After being chastened, Skyler tried to speak again. But the officer asked me directly instead. “What did you mean by that?”

Logan “Uncuff him.” The officer’s words took both me and the others by surprise. I blinked, wondering if I had just heard correctly. “Sir?” one of the other officers said, shooting him a quizzical look. “Uncuff him?” The officer nodded. “You heard me,” he said. “Let him go. For now.”

he said. “What the fuck are you doing, Officer Langdon?” The voice from the unknown stranger questioned. When I looked up, it was my police chief, Officer Leo Pice. He flashed his flashlight on me as Tristan had his dick deep in my ass. “He’s getting fucked,” Tristan replied as he continued to pound my ass.

the officer stumbles over his own words, evidently realizing his mistake. “Yes,” Efrem sighs, his tone clipped. “She is with me. Court’s orders.” At least, he doesn’t refer to me as an ‘it’. Small mercies, I guess. I roll my eyes, turning back to the officer. The change in his demeanor is almost comical. He's practically groveling as he lowers his head and says, “Of course, sir. My apologies.” Not so tough now, are you? A sly smirk plays on my lips as the officer steps back, waving us through. The windows roll up, and we're moving again.

The wolf people clan didn't want to anger their goddess of the night, their precious Luna whom I am named after. The fog appears thicker and brighter this time. The officer shakes in the air and twitches like a victim being tortured within. His eyes turn yellow, and his veins bulge. As he floats in the air, his skin becomes pale green. The water drips slowly down his shoulders and onto the floor. The Ghost is out for revenge on this officer. His name says Officer Wilds.

the officer asked. " yes have been informed, wait how did you know that? " the DPO asked. " look here, the officer is from our side and he is one crazy guy, his name is MIA" the officer said. " MIA?......Missing in Action?......what kind of name is that?" the DPO asked. " that's not the point.....but I just want you to know that the guy is crazy, if you or your men are involve in anything illegal please and please I suggest you stop it" the officer said.

she stammered before hurrying off. The door hadn’t even fully closed when the officer let out a slow breath, his expression one of growing irritation. "Sir," he said, "I’m not a dog. And I don’t work for your mother." Trey raised an eyebrow, the smug smile still playing on his lips. The officer’s eyes didn’t waver. "Your mother," he continued, his voice hardening, "can’t tell me where to go. And she sure as hell can’t tell me what to do. I’m here to do my job, not to get pushed around."

"I need to know what you're doing here. This bridge is closed for repairs. It's dangerous." The figure stepped closer, its movements slow and calculated. "Turn around and leave," the officer commanded, his hand resting firmly on his weapon. Yet, the figure remained still. The officer's pulse raced as he sensed he might need to act quickly to defend himself. Suddenly, the figure lifted its cap. The officer's eyes widened as a sliver of moonlight revealed the figure's face. It was unfamiliar, almost indescribable, with scars crisscrossing from the face down to the neck.