Detective

I didn't kill my *ssh*l* ex-boyfriend.  I knew I might've said I would countless times in the text I sent before we broke up, and I wasn't the calmest person. But I really didn't kill him.  I, however, am the number one and only suspect of his murder since to everyone else he was a sAiNt. But hey, let's not talk ill of the dead.  The point is, I got stuck at the station being questioned about something I didn't do, and his crazy alleged 'fiance' is thirsty for vengeance. I thought it was the worst thing that could've possibly happened to me.  That is, until I set eyes on the detective of the case. I may just play along for a while. See where this thing goes....

One spring in 1842, Grace woke up in the poor East End of London. Twenty years of living in modern society, and ten years of living in the Regency period, seemed like a dream, making it difficult to distinguish reality from fiction. At this moment, Grace is in a difficult situation. The mother had just given birth to twins and was frail, and the father had broken his leg at work. Without work, there is no way to make ends meet. Everything seems to point to the original sin of poverty. Forced to make a living, Grace had to dress up as a man, alias Graham, by chance, became the Duke of Essex's steward. The handsome young Duke of Essex has a very mysterious ancestor and a lot of money, but he himself has a very unaristocratic special hobby - detective! In this way, Grace, the head steward dressed as a man, and her employer embark on a wonderful life journey. She not only has to manage the huge manor and minions, but also after being involved in strange murder cases repeatedly, became the best partner of the duke. From poison tricks to body parts, she takes on serial killers and international criminal organizations in the Victorian fog for a penny.

Brianna’s relentless determination cuts deeper than the wound on her hand. When her vulnerable question hangs in the air, unacknowledged, frustration bubbles over. “But why won’t you kiss me back? Don’t tell me I don’t meet your standards,” she challenges, her fiery spirit undeterred. He tries to deflect, focusing on her bleeding hand instead. “Brianna, let’s get that wound cleaned and covered.” But Brianna isn’t one to back down. “I don’t care about the wound. I want an answer!” His voice lowers, a warning wrapped in desperation. “Brianna, please… drop it. You’re playing with fire.” In this electrifying tale of desire, secrets, and unspoken feelings, can Brianna handle the heat, or will she risk being burned by the flames of the truth?

Calie Blake thought she was doing the right thing, but she walked straight into a trap. It all started when Richard Davis a powerful, wealthy CEO everyone is terrified of saved Calie from a terrible accident. But he paid a heavy price: he lost the use of his legs. Feeling incredibly guilty, Calie offered to work for his company for free to pay him back. But Richard didn't want a worker. He wanted her. He gave her a cruel choice: marry him, or he would completely destroy her family's business and leave them broke overnight. With no other option, Calie signed the papers and moved into his locked down mansion. Now, she’s cut off from the world, while her jealous sister, Ophelia, constantly attacks her, wishing she was the one marrying the billionaire. Calie promises herself she will never let this arrogant man break her spirit. But as they spend more time together behind closed doors, a dangerous spark starts to fly between them. Then, late one night, Calie catches him doing the impossible. He isn't crippled at all. The wheelchair is fake, the accident was planned, and Richard will do whatever it takes to make sure she never leaves.

The psychology major Agatha's soul was transferred to a Victorian-era British maid. She found herself in a predicament where her master was shot dead and her fiancé had run away. Desperate, Agatha went to 221B Baker Street to seek help from the famous detective Holmes, only to discover that Holmes was the runaway fiancee... From then on, Agatha settled down in Baker Street under the name of Holmes' fiancee. She worked together with him to solve strange cases and fell in love with him in this false marriage. And Agatha, relying on her own strength, persevered and eventually became an excellent psychologist and a negotiation and psychological consultant for the police.

"Sonja is a down on her luck waitress. Her bills keep climbing and she's stuck in an embarrassing job with no way to escape. She gets a letter from one Jasper Bright. He demands she come to see him that very night. There's only one problem, Sonja has no idea who he is. Her boss has been acting very strange lately. Ever since she received that letter he's been almost possessive, but that couldn't possibly be true, right? But these men are holding a secret of their own and when Sonja stumbles onto it, her normal everyday troubles are over and she's got a whole slew of much more worrisome ones to deal with. Just what are you supposed to do when you find yourself in the center of two possessive vampires?"

Amidst blood-stained streets and crumbling buildings in an undead-infested world, Ivan Foster and Andrea Miller form an unexpected bond. They unearth an unforeseen connection amidst death's clutches: love endures. In this zombie apocalypse, their hearts intertwine, defying the chaos that surrounds them. Despite relentless destruction, their affection thrives as a beacon of hope in a desolate landscape. Hand in hand, they navigate the horrors together, sharing whispered promises and stolen moments. Their love becomes a testament to the strength of the human spirit, a reminder that amidst the darkness, a flicker of light persists. This is their story, a love affair amid the undead.

Stefan was leaning over the crib, stroking the baby's back. "No, I swear to you, princess, nothing is ever going to hurt you. I'm here for you, even if Mommy doesn't want it. I'm not going away. And I'm going to protect you. You can count on it." Alana's throat tightened. "I'll slay your dragons for you, princess. I give you my word of honor." Stefan continued. Tears burned in Alana's eyes. "And if she'll let me, I'll slay Mommy's, too." ________ Private Investigator Stefan Maynard is on a mission. A mission very different from the ones he's used to. Finding out he had a daughter had come as a shock. One he has fully accepted. He's ready to play daddy for his daughter's sake. He's ready to play hubby too… But his daughter's mother, Alana Jackson, isn't having it. She agrees that his daughter needs him, but she's not convinced that she does. And Stefan Maynard is determined to prove her wrong.

“I know you want me in jail, but I want you in my bed.” Every man Ángel Di Cristina loves ends up dead or missing. Their severed finger arrives first, like a pretty little Christmas gift, wrapped in silk and presented in box filled with silent promises from his stalker. Castle Giordano, Mafia heir. Executioner. Obsessed beyond reason. He doesn’t send threats. He sends bodies. Because no one touches what belongs to him. No one tastes what he’s claimed. And if they try? They bleed for it. Ángel should be hunting him. He’s an FBI agent, he needed to protect the law, not surrender to the monster who haunts his nights. But Castle doesn’t play by rules. He never had. What he wanted, he got. He bends Ángel, fills his whole life with the thought of him. He whispers filthy things against his throat while pressing a knife to his pulse. Run? Hide? Fight? Useless. Because Castello doesn’t just want to own Ángel. He wants to ruin him. And the worst part? Ángel is ready to let him.

Most people cannot remember the moment they were born, but I can and in vivid detail. I remember being inside the womb with my twin sister. She was sick so I tried to use my energy to help her. Unfortunately, it didn’t work, and she died. I was also weak, and I died soon after. I remember holding my sister’s hand as we looked down at our dead bodies. I looked to my side and saw a huge angle appear with magnificent black and white wings. He smiled at me and then shook his head pointing at my body. I saw the nurses working on trying to revive me. Suddenly I was s*ck*d away from my sister and pulled back into my body. I let out a loud scream needing my sister back with me. I looked up and saw her with the angel. She looked over at me before saying something to the angel and leaving him to lay next to me. Now I have the gift of been able to see ghosts and my twin sister who is also a ghost is my best friend. After helping a ghost get justice and helping to capture her killers, I am now we are off to join the police force. I might then have the power to stop the killers and help the dead pass over. Now I am moving out of home and into the house of a man who makes me feel things I have never felt before. Then add in the fact that a killer is out there killing woman who all look like me. Will I survive college with my heart and life intact? Or will I be joining the ones I try to save?