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Tom Thumb

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-The second extract from the casefiles of D.I. Hawes and D.S. Gray-

When D.S. Edmund Gray first arrived on the doorstep of Coates Hill Preparatory School for Boys, I.D. in one hand and takeaway cup of steaming coffee in the other, his initial reaction was how glad he was not to have gone there.
His companion, a certain D.I. Cynthia Hawes, however, was more concerned about how easy it looked to climb out if the large, ornate Gothic style windows on the upper floors and make your way safely (ish) down to the ground below.
And to D.I. Hawes's intent amusement, not that she would ever admit it to another living soul, it seemed one of the  young boys had done just that.

Previous Hawes&Gray cases:
#1. Two Heads

Later Hawes&Gray cases:
#3. Lips White As Snow
#4. Watch Your BackAll Rights Reserved

case crime cynthiahawes detectiveinspector detectivesergeant edmundgray hawesandgray kidnapping modernday murder oxford police privatedetective

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SERENDIPITY || H.S by Golden2022

"This is such a bad idea. I cannot believe I let you talk me through this!" "Then why are you coming along?" I question Harry, taking a sharp left turn onto the main road and accelerating towards our destination. My GPS shows it to be around a minute away, so I remain on the lookout. "Uh, coz you dragged me downstairs by my pants like a damn bully! And I can't say no to you for some reason." He logics while fidgeting in his seat and shaking his head as I spot the neon pink sign on my left side. "Would you have preferred I dragged you with your willy, Haz?" I speak casually, snickering at the damn thought of it. He gives me his very definitive "what the fuck" look with both his eyebrows erect and rubs his hands all over his face in frustration. I mouth a little sorry to him, holding his ear closest to me instead of my own. He swats my hands away and scoffs at me. "This is not funny, Hope Emily Wilson." He asserts, biting his lower lip in worry. "And, one of us needs to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong and that certainly cannot be you." "Sshhhh. Nothing will go wrong. Positive thoughts." I reject his suspicions as I bring my car to a halt behind the building, pulling the handbrake to secure it. "This is so illegal. Criminal. Felonious. You're 16 and driving the car with not even a learner's license in hand. I am 16 and we are at this club we are not even supposed to be at in the first place." I smack my palm over his mouth to keep him from talking anymore. The Red Herring. This club is on my bucket list with Harry for quite some time now and it's time to just tick it out already before he leaves for X-Factor.

Here by Bwilli2003

⚠️ MATURE⚠️ This story contains strong use of language and mature scenes. If you are offended easily do not read. •.• I snuggled into the comfortable warmth of the fluffy pillow as I was eager to go back to sleep. The fan lullabied me into a hazy state. Suddenly, a heavy weight landed on my waist, pulling me from the tired daze. I leaned up in shock as my hands flung forward defensively to push whoever was on me off. With a strong force, my shoulders were shoved backwards and into the mattress. Grunts of struggle filled the room as we fought each other. The offender grabbed my wrists and held them firmly above my head with one strong hand. Sobs of terror escaped from my chest as a thumb caressed my cheek to wipe away the spilled tears. "P-please let go of me," I begged, trembling. "You are so beautiful." A man's voice spoke, his large hand leaving my face and traveling down my body to squeeze my pelvic region. "Stop." I screeched, my demand ricocheting between the four bedroom walls. The man growled darkly. "If you scream again, I will kill you." I nodded keenly in response to show that I would not challenge his threat. His hand slowly freed my mouth, testing if I would disobey him. He reached into his pocket. A knife, zip tie, and a rag were all revealed. The view made me realize that this could be my last chance to get help. If I did not call out right now, he would take me. I would not make it out alive either way. I let out a bloodcurdling scream loud enough to wake up the whole neighborhood.

Entangled Ménage (Ménage Series, Book 2 of 6) by SophiaMills9

Mature Audiences: Everything happens in 3's, a murder, a lost love, and a fantasy, many years in the making... But will she survive when all three of them join together? So many times I've dreamed of being masked and able to give in to my wants and desires. To become enchanted while in the shadows as I go forth within this sexual masquerade. To be enslaved by lust and exposed to men who will worship my body. I want this... I need this... But can I do this? Can I be brave? In this 2nd book of the series, Amy uncovers information that certain people wanted to be kept hidden. She's learning more about herself and her family as well. Under the cover of darkness, Amy heads to Rochester, seeking refuge with her long-time friend, Beth Goodwin. People are after her, she is being stalked and her best friend has no idea that Amy's in serious trouble. Beth is just looking forward to spending time with her friend and has a very special birthday surprise planned for Amy. Beth's older brother Jacob Goodwin, and his college roommate Caleb had all the ladies at Penn State wrapped around their fingers and knocking on their door. They are good friends, each has a past and neither one can be tamed. Ménage Series: MASKED, ENTANGLED, SHADOWED, MASQUERADE, ENSLAVED & EXPOSED *Mature Content* https://www.wattpad.com/story/270149437 Copyright © 2020 Sophia Mills

Kidnap My Heart by TheFlamingPopsicle

Emma van der Bilt is clever, snarky, and spoiled rotten. William Knight is cocky, impatient, and slightly dimwitted. So how exactly did Will manage to kidnap Emma and her best friend twice and live to talk about it? *** "What the hell-" I screeched. "Good morning, sunshine." I looked up in alarm and saw the smirking face of my kidnapper. His face would have made me a lot angrier had it not been terribly swollen, thanks to yours truly. "I'd say good morning, but judging by the boner on your face, I'd say you weren't having such a good morning." His self-satisfied smirk fell almost instantly, and his partner-in-crime laughed out loud from the driver's seat. "Actually," he said, "I'm having a pretty good morning. My luck's about to change. You wanna know why?" I didn't answer. "I'll tell you why. I've successfully kidnapped the daughter of one of the richest men in the country." "Don't start counting your lucky stars just yet. This isn't over yet," I snapped. "Isn't it?" he asked, raising the eyebrow above his good eye. His other one remained in a permanent squint, and it made it kind of hard to take him seriously. "I'm not the one who's naked and tied up in a stranger's back seat." I glanced down at myself and noticed for the first time that I was in my bra and panties. Honestly, I was kind of relieved. When he'd said "naked," I'd assumed he meant birthday-suit naked, not half-naked. *** Warning: Rated PG-13 for sexual content and language. Mostly language. I have a colorful vocabulary.

Lips White As Snow by TiNyDiAmOnD101

-The third extract from the casefiles of D.I. Hawes and D.S. Gray- Edmund Gray was supposed to be on holiday. Well-if a beautiful American private detective invites you to accompany her on a cruise of the Mediterranean, you don't exactly refuse, do you? But after a sequence of unfortunate events involving a paper napkin, a magnifying glass, and a bad sense of direction, Edmund Gray was back in Oxford, and back on another case. One attempt had already been made to discover the location of the biggest drugs hideout in Southern England. But after an organised raid on an empty manor house resulted in embarrassment for Oxfordshire Police, the case is turned over to Hawes and Gray to see if they can make any sense of it. Previous Hawes&Gray cases: #1.Two Heads #2. Tom Thumb Later Hawes&Gray cases: #4. Watch Your Back

Hostage (H.S) by adorethefics

*18+ Contains Mature and Explicit Content* *I don't bring my eyes up when I hear him pick up a knife.... I don't even want to see the size of it. His shoes come into my vision as he brings the flat side of the knife under my chin. He lightly pushes up making me look at him. "Let's have some fun shall we?" * Faye and her best friend Silas have always been inseparable. They had so much in common but there was always a part of him he was hiding from her. He would sneak off and she would never know of the things he does and would never ask until one day- everything goes wrong leaving her scared and in danger. A secluded house in the middle of the woods where Faye is being held hostage. Wanting to escape. A man owns the house who is in charge of looking after her. Keeping her there until his boss is ready to carry out his plan. Will she get the freedom she longs for or will she be forced to be apart of this dangerous, terrifying world? Highest Rankings: #1 in Harryedwardstyles #1in DarkHarry #1 in kidnap #2 in Harrystyles #5 in 1D #8 in Harry #2 in Mafiaboss

Oscillation | [H.S] by KINGAUGUSTD

[COMPLETED] It is well known that the world isn't a nice place. There are too many people and not enough humanity. Emma learns this very quickly when she meets Harry Styles by accident. Especially when he has her entire life in his hands. ______________________________________________________ "Please" I begged. The rough patch of his thumb scraped over my cheek and took the tear. He balanced the droplet on his thumb and looked at it. His eyes moved from the droplet to me and he put his thumb in his mouth. I exhaled sharply and then he said: "Actually, I think I will keep you."

Broken Beyond Repair by grace8372

I squeezed my way through the abundant number of people, trying to get to the exit. I bumped into a lot of shoulders, until I found an opening. As soon as the door was in my sight, I heard Jessie calling out my name. Her voice grabbed my attention, and I briskly turned around. I knocked right into a tall figure, causing me to lose my balance and fall. All the people dancing blocked my vision so I couldn't grab onto anything to prevent myself from falling. My arms met the hardwood floor as I tried to catch myself, sending a shock of pain through my arms. "Forgive me ma'am." Someone said while extending an arm down to me. "It's fine. No harm was-" ✰ Status: FInished NOTE*** This story contains mental illness and suicidal themes. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION! ***and mild cussing My grammar probably sucks I researched thoroughly on bpd to portray Damien's character correctly but I'm sorry if it's not accurate. I in no way meant for the portrayal of someone with a borderline personality disorder to be represented wrong or only seen from stereotypes. ★ Best Rankings ★ Assault- #1 Borderlinepersonalitydisorder- #1 Bpd- #8 Captive- #44 Selfharmawareness- #55 Darklove- #57 Mentalillness- #81 Copyright © 2020

I Walk the Line ♤ (gxg) by complexcrimson

She remembered her scent. It seemed to verify her aura. Her scent was cherry Coke and cigarettes. The latter one was passed onto her, especially after she had handed her her first cigarette only three months ago. Three months was all it took for her to develop that bad habit, but it wasn't the first nor the only one she developed in that period of time. Now she laid on the roof where she had smoked her first cigarette three months ago, and she glanced over at the full can of cherry Coke sitting on the concrete next to her, almost as if it were mocking her. A dull ache formed in her heart, a hollow, resounding ache that penetrated her deepest core. The sudden burning sensation in her fingers made her realize that the cigarette was burned to its very end, and maybe so was she. -♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤- August is attending Cornell University as a creative writing major, and while at a college party her friends dragged her to much to her dismay, she stumbles upon a gang in an alleyway and sees something she shouldn't have. With her life now in danger, she has to deal with the consequences of that night-which includes the leader of the Blue Porcelain gang, Willow, a tall and brooding woman whose green eyes would put the girl in more danger than being caught in a spiderweb of New York gangs ever could. [tw: violence, sex]

𝐃𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 by larry-writer_28

The city of Los Angeles was no stranger to violence and crime. "They were all drowning in corruption and black money..." "Interesting case!" But the way they were killed was brutal, and the killer always left a red rose covered in blood on the victim's body. "A rose? Seriously? Sounds like a 'Dark Romance' to me!" Detective Alpha Harry Styles of the LAPD had seen his fair share of gruesome crime scenes, but this case was different. He was determined to catch the killer and bring them to justice, no matter what it took. As he delved deeper into the investigation, he began to realize that the killer was more than just a cold-blooded murderer. They were someone who had a vendetta against those who had done wrong, and they were willing to do whatever it took to get their revenge. As Harry got closer to solving the case, he found himself drawn into a web of deceit and danger. "I will never forget this, Amore Mio! I'll make you pay for it! And we both are well aware how serious i get when it comes to...vendetta." "I'm sorry sunshine, but it has to be done..." Little did he know that the danger was far from over. Harry would have to use all of his skills as a detective to stay alive, and to bring the killer to justice once and for all. For the love of a rose, the gardener becomes the slave of a thousand thorns...

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SERENDIPITY || H.S cover

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Lips White As Snow cover

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Oscillation | [H.S] cover

Broken Beyond Repair cover

I Walk the Line ♤ (gxg) cover

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SERENDIPITY || H.S

"This is such a bad idea. I cannot believe I let you talk me through this!" "Then why are you coming along?" I question Harry, taking a sharp left turn onto the main road and accelerating towards our destination. My GPS shows it to be around a minute away, so I remain on the lookout. "Uh, coz you dragged me downstairs by my pants like a damn bully! And I can't say no to you for some reason." He logics while fidgeting in his seat and shaking his head as I spot the neon pink sign on my left side. "Would you have preferred I dragged you with your willy, Haz?" I speak casually, snickering at the damn thought of it. He gives me his very definitive "what the fuck" look with both his eyebrows erect and rubs his hands all over his face in frustration. I mouth a little sorry to him, holding his ear closest to me instead of my own. He swats my hands away and scoffs at me. "This is not funny, Hope Emily Wilson." He asserts, biting his lower lip in worry. "And, one of us needs to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong and that certainly cannot be you." "Sshhhh. Nothing will go wrong. Positive thoughts." I reject his suspicions as I bring my car to a halt behind the building, pulling the handbrake to secure it. "This is so illegal. Criminal. Felonious. You're 16 and driving the car with not even a learner's license in hand. I am 16 and we are at this club we are not even supposed to be at in the first place." I smack my palm over his mouth to keep him from talking anymore. The Red Herring. This club is on my bucket list with Harry for quite some time now and it's time to just tick it out already before he leaves for X-Factor.