Adam/amanda Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

Amina staggered. The vault was dying. Everything was. The first Amina extended her hand.? “Choose.”. Amina stared at it. Her hand, looked back at her. Same fingers. Same skin. Same shape. But not the same intent. Adrian dragged himself closer. “Don't.”. The first Amina's voice lowered. “Billions of minds, Amina.”. Adrian answered, Her mind was used to power it. First Amina snapped her gaze back at him.

"Is it true that you diverted company funds to pay off gambling debts for a male friend?" "Where is Mr. White now? Sources say police have already summoned him for suspected money laundering." Amanda pushed the cameras away in panic and repeated the same words again and again. "No comment. No comment." Security finally forced a path through the crowd and dragged her away as she fled in humiliation. She looked like a stray dog driven out of its own yard.

I said. “We will. But we start with the ones outside the city limits. He needs isolation.” I grabbed a pen and circled the three locations that matched his profile. "Run the plates again." I said. "I am doing just that." Adam’s fingers flew across his tablet. I leaned back in the seat. My hands came up to my face. I pressed my palms against my eyes until I saw darkness. But even in that darkness, I saw Amanda. The fear in her eyes. The way she reached for me.

She asked and then she stifled a gasp when she realized that Carl and Adrian are rivals. “Since when have you been working there?” Adrian asked curiously. “Two weeks ago,” Amanda replied while he sighed. “You look surprised,” Amanda said, searching his features. Adrian sank his fingers into his hair, lubricated his lips with his tongue before pulling his chair closer to her. With his intense gaze on her, he asked, “You don’t look like someone who works at a clubhouse. Not just any clubhouse, but one which belongs to a motorcycle club,” Amanda listened intently, her mind reeling as she struggled to find the perfect explanation that could satisfy his curiosity. She didn’t want to let him know

She was raised on the streets by a poor family. Amanda had two supernatural abilities, she could appear and disappear from one place to another, the art of teleportation, secondly, she was capable of finding anyone on earth as long as she had seen his or her face or heard the voice, this makes it easy for her to track down any target because her mind somehow creates a map that leads directly to that person. Amanda grew in the streets and had seen good and evil even from a very early age in life, which was why she had sworn to haunt down any criminal; thieves, murderers, kidnappers, ritualists, cultists, fraudsters, rapists, etc. so far she had killed more criminals than she could remember an

"And Amanda has been helping them." I felt like I couldn't breathe. "What?" "Amanda has been giving Crypto Link information about you. About Christian. About the Holmes family business." "What kind of information?" "Financial records. Travel schedules. Security details." "How does Amanda have access to that information?" "Through Christian's files. She's been copying everything." I sat down heavily. "So Amanda isn't just trying to steal Christian. She's working with criminals." "Yes. And Jane, there's more." "What?"

I stared back at the man who's still fast asleep and after I found a polo shirt that fits my entire body, I cursed myself a couple of times, quickly puts it on, and then sped off regardless of how my vulva is still aching. "Damn it all!" I cussed loudly while running like a mad child. I am Amanda Urduja. My life is filled with illegal work and lavishes, but I've never messed up a task this badly. This is the first time I've messed up; I swear.

Daniel gasped. “Mason, you are so cute with those dark brown hair of yours,” she said while pointing at Mason. “What have you given to her?” Liam whispered to Mila. “Truth potion,” she said smiling. “The criminal formula? Are you out of your mind? This is against the law,” he said, annoyed. She shrugs. Amanda got up. “I will everyone that I hate Xavier Allen so much. You are the one unlucky for me since when I met you everything is not in the place. Yeah, you are damn hot but just like cactus,” she said aloud.

Amanda held her abdomen side and sat on the bed, immediately she look at the meal again, she run and puked again. “Goodness… please save me” she whisper as she clean her mouth again. She haven’t bath for days or clean her mouth which she think might be the reason for her puking and nauseousness. Inside Aaron mansion, it’s another evening of the day again, making it eight days Amanda went missing and he couldn’t find a clue if she was kidnapped or she ran away. He don’t want to threaten her sister that’s why he hasn’t met with her but what he don’t know was that the group holding his wife is anonymous, they are one of newyork notorious kidnappers and assassins. A group Aaron mind won’t even c

Amanda sat behind the wheel of the black car parked behind him, watching everything with a cold, detached expression. "Don’t move!" Tom shouted, his voice shaking with rage. “One more step and I swear I’ll shoot! Aurora is coming with me. She belongs to me! Sara.... Sara... So you are the bitch who had the police on my neck all this time...Did you think I wouldn't find out? How pathetic, oh well....At least....Today I will finish you and your perfect pretty boy... Myself...Not so ...Amanda!” Sara’s heart stopped immediately....Her eyes flickering at Amanda, who had a bottle of drugs and alcohol, she seemed completely gone, out of her sanity ...