Detective Crowley
Crowley had not been to any obedience school - brainwashing, his parents had always said, which was why he was such an excellent detective. he listened to nobody!
Furry Holmes Chapter 1 ( Part 3 )
Sunshine shone into my room and I awoke at the clanging of metal in the kitchen. I rubbed my bleary eyes and stretched myself. I saw Lestrade bending down, trying to pick the metal cup that fell to the ground. "Did I wake you up?" He asked, raising...
Furry Holmes Chapter 1
#1 of furry holmes a furry detective story detective, is what i am. solving cases then pocketing my fees is how i get enough, no, more than enough for me to sustain myself.
Case No.1 Slender Beginnings-Prolouge
My name is kenneth, and i am a detective for small towns, or big cities.
Furry Holmes Chapter 1 ( Part 2 )
"a true detective doesn't miss a point," the shopkeeper perked his ears in wonder and cocked his head. "i think i covered all the leads.
Tainted Flare: Chapter 1
It was two in the afternoon and I was sitting at my desk, looking through the blinds of my office window to the street below. So many people down there, going about their day, never knowing what truly goes on in this city. Yet, some do know what goes...
Fur Story: Book I: The Rise - Part III
Part III "Are you guys going to get in, or what?" He's a lot more calm in person. He's a dark grey wolf with a piece missing from his left ear, a big piece. "C'mon, I don't have all night." "I've only been in a car once." Says Jack, getting in the...
Dexter Morris: Feline Detective
Done in a modified detective style. comments are much appreciated! chapter 1: how i started helping the dog mob day 1 name is dexter morris, dex to my friends.
Being Red- Chapter 10
Daphne sighs, "very well," she turns towards detective ryan. "as much as i would very much prefer to explain my position to you far more fully, duty calls. did you need anything more or is that enough?" she asks. detective ryan shrugs and nods slightly.
Invisible Ink 2: The Suit Part 1
It's a gloomy day on the 12th of September when boss walks in with a file. "This is a weird one," he says as he plops the file on my desk. I open it and skim through some of the details. "A man in a fursuit with a shotgun?" I sign to the chief. ...
Fragile Paper
I wasn't a police officer; therefore, i would've always walked on mighty thin ice if an investigation of mine conflicted with the detectives'.
Winners and Losers
Not that all the women he'd dated were karens but being a café owner and formerly married to one kind of gave him a sixth sense towards detecting them. "how long did that go on for?" "a minute or two before she suddenly cut off."