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Princess of the Silver Ocean

"Somebody, help me!" she screamed as she looked at the creatures surrounding her. "Hey, look at me, okay. Do not close your eyes, please!" she begged him. "I'm sorry, Astoria," the man rasped, his breathing becoming more and more unsteady with every passing minute. "I love you," he said softly. Those were his final words as he lightly caressed her cheek. With that, his hand slowly fell to the ground. His body lay lifeless in her arms. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A memory of a kingdom flashed through her mind. Dark smoke began consuming that kingdom, and blood, as black as the shadows on a starless night, flowed into it like a flood. With that, the Kingdom of Ashen was no more. Astoria Chambers always felt like she did not belong anywhere. As she juggles her life as an upright police officer who always fights for justice, she encounters an event in the form of transmigration, which changes her life forever. However, transmigration always has its challenges. She is now in a race against time as she has to fight against an evil force that threatens her one chance of returning to her original body and world. (This is my first transmigration novel so I may be lacking in some areas, but I would really appreciate your continous support. Cover image doesn't belong to me so credits to the owner. Slow burn romance and plot. Add this story to your library and happy reading! Try out my 2nd novel: The Mafia Ceo's Treasure.)

Ice_Princesss · Fantasía
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108 Chs

Day In The Life Of A Cop

(This is a special chapter based before Astoria transmigrated and will focus on her catching a drug dealer who is a suspect in the murder of a nineteen-year-old boy. This is aimed for you to see how she goes about cracking a case and arresting a criminal. Enjoy!)

"Okay. Shoot!" Astoria said as she sat in the police station's cafeteria with Officer Stan sitting opposite her.

He opened his notebook. They were currently investigating a murder case, and the suspect was a supposed drug dealer.

"According to a source that wishes to remain anonymous," he read the notes in his notebook, "he likes to go to the Misty Pear Bar every Tuesday and Thursday."

She opened the cover of a box stacked with papers. The papers had information related to the case. She picked out one paper. It had the suspect's personal information.