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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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Cry for me by lread123456

The first body was left drained of every single drop of blood. It could have been mistaken for a bloodless crime if it weren't for the crimson streaks on the girls' face. Her terrified expression was frozen as her pierced eyes glared into the nothingness. What looked like her real tears blended in with the crimson streaks on her pale cheeks. It looked random until we learned that it must be the M.O. of the killer seeing as his second victim, my sister held those same markings. It had been an odd sight; she had looked peaceful and unharmed except for the bloody tears that couldn't be washed off no matter how hard they tried. My father, the head sheriff of the Southwood's police station, swore that he would bring my sister the justice she deserved, but things escalated fast. A new body was found nearly every month; Girls would go missing and would later be found with unremovable blood streaks on their faces. The blood was always old, and it belonged to other victims he killed. The stained faces of his victims led most parents to hold closed casket funerals. Only after nearly a year since the murders began did the cops learn that most of the bodies of the bloody faced victims had disappeared. It was a secret that they had yet to reveal to the public in fear of the people of Detroit making a mockery out of them. Surely, they had enough experience in their fields to not be outsmarted by one guy!

His Little Flower (18+) (Completed) by KtDark7

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Promise Me Altea by Melora2U

Liz woke up in a stranger's body... and into a life dripping with secrets. Altea was sweet. Soft-spoken. The kind of girl no one suspected-until it was too late. Now Liz walks in her skin, carrying ghosts, questions, and a heart that's not hers. But someone is watching her. Someone who sees too much. And then there's him-the detective with storm-cloud eyes and a past that cuts like glass. He's supposed to find the truth. She's supposed to stay hidden. But when their paths collide, something dangerous begins to stir... something neither of them can control. In a city where every smile could be a lie and every death could be deliberate, love is the most dangerous trap of all. A haunting thriller laced with slow-burn romance, identity twists, and deadly intentions-where nothing is what it seems, and no one walks away clean.

Lucifer Himself (18+)[COMPLETED] by AnonymousBlueInk

"Emma, you're playing with fire" he whispered against my ear and the warm breath tickled my earlobe, sending electricity down my spine. "What if I like fire, huh?" I whispered back. Two could play this game, and although he may have the pants here, you needed two to tango, right? "If that's the case, then carry on. But don't back out...cause it'll burn, but baby I promise you, when I'm done with you, you'll be weak in my arms" ----- 20 year old Emma Phillips was raised borderline homeless. After her dad is killed in a mugging when she was just a teen, she had to take over and raise her five-year-old sister in secret so CPS doesn't take her away, something that she hoped she could keep up until her 21st birthday, when she would file for her baby sister's custody. That is until she gets kidnapped Lucifer has always been part of the Sin Disciples, the gang he now leads. After receiving strict orders from his boss, he sends two of his men to bring Emma, with or without her consent.The orders are clear. Kidnap the girl and bring her to The Boss in two weeks. Alive. Pretty simple orders for someone like Lucifer, whose hand has never hesitated on a gun's trigger. He earned his nickname for a good reason. But he never thought he'd get the hots for the feisty petite girl he's being ordered to kidnap. Two weeks in lock down. Two very stubborn, yet passionate people with dark pasts must work together to keep each other alive under The Boss' inexplicable omniscience. But when Lucifer finds out what The Boss is trying to do with Emma, will he turn his back on his own murderous gang family to save her? And will Emma be able to forgive Lucifer when she finds out about his past? Emma might be playing with hot, yet delicious fire. But what else can you expect when you're playing with Lucifer Himself? STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, AND VIOLENCE. ROMANCE/ACTION. 18+ Highest rank in Rising #6- 1/29/18 highest rank Romance-Action #2- 7/9/2018

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

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Lips White As Snow by TiNyDiAmOnD101

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The first body was left drained of every single drop of blood. It could have been mistaken for a bloodless crime if it weren't for the crimson streaks on the girls' face. Her terrified expression was frozen as her pierced eyes glared into the nothingness. What looked like her real tears blended in with the crimson streaks on her pale cheeks. It looked random until we learned that it must be the M.O. of the killer seeing as his second victim, my sister held those same markings. It had been an odd sight; she had looked peaceful and unharmed except for the bloody tears that couldn't be washed off no matter how hard they tried. My father, the head sheriff of the Southwood's police station, swore that he would bring my sister the justice she deserved, but things escalated fast. A new body was found nearly every month; Girls would go missing and would later be found with unremovable blood streaks on their faces. The blood was always old, and it belonged to other victims he killed. The stained faces of his victims led most parents to hold closed casket funerals. Only after nearly a year since the murders began did the cops learn that most of the bodies of the bloody faced victims had disappeared. It was a secret that they had yet to reveal to the public in fear of the people of Detroit making a mockery out of them. Surely, they had enough experience in their fields to not be outsmarted by one guy!