Amelia Porter Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

"Where are we going?" "You'll see. I've packed for you. I hope that was okay." "I guess. Since I don't know what weather we're packing for then I guess I'm glad you did." Amelia rose and got ready for her day, even if she didn't know what was happening. She trusted Alex and he'd been more attentive than usual since the warehouse. Did he feel guilty? He hadn't done anything to inspire the Agostinos' actions. She had done more to poke that bear. At least she was able to get some evidence against them when she'd hacked them.

Don Alessandro began, his voice calm and calculating, “tell me everything you’ve found out about her.” Marco glanced at the photo and cleared his throat. “Her name is Amelia Carrington. She’s American. She’s a private investigator, a teacher, and—most importantly—a hacker. She’s one of kai’s most valuable asset right now. She even managed to hack into his main account, which was supposed to be impossible. I think that’s why Kai decided to keep her around.” Don Alessandro’s brow furrowed, his fingers tapping on the table in a steady rhythm. “A hacker, you say? I suppose that’s the reason he let her live.”

Her makeup is streaked from hours of crying and yelling to be untied. The thought of what could’ve happened if I’d arrived any later sends a continuous shiver down my spine and a surge of anger to my chest. I want to slash my claws across her neck and watch her bleed out, but I need to hold back. “Amelia is being stalked. Do you have something to do with it?” I ask, keeping my tone low but gruff enough for her to know I’m not playing games. I’m certain Selah wasn’t the wolf outside Amelia’s penthouse.

There is something in her eyes I said earlier that reminded me of the old Amelia. As I waste time writing about old memories, I note she is never to be trusted and can, if given enough time, jump into any consciousness at any moment. She will not do this unless her life is at risk as she has this ridiculous moral compass. She only takes over subconscious minds that are gone upstairs: those in mental hospitals, those in a vegetative state, etc. She calls it giving them a new life. I call it a waste of time. It takes months of healing their minds and recovery on the Vector's side to do such work. Pointless. One thing Amelia and I never agreed on. If only she could have seen things my way. We w

As she placed the files on a shelf, two employees entered, unaware she was nearby. “I heard the police still haven’t found anything.” “They won’t.” “Why?” “Because whoever did it knew exactly what they were looking for.” The second employee lowered his voice. “I also heard Mr. Sterling personally took the security footage.” “So?” “So he doesn’t trust anyone anymore.” Their footsteps faded down the corridor But Amelia remained where she was.She wasn’t surprised because If she were Alexander she probably wouldn’t trust anyone either. That evening, Amelia left the Foundation later than usual as she discovered that the parking area was almost empty.She had just reached the front steps when she h

Something to anchor me. I told myself not to overthink….but I did anyway. About Hale…….About the way he’d said my mother’s name so casually, like it was just another file in a cabinet. About Freya. About how nothing stayed buried forever……. and suddenly out of coincidence, Amelia's body turns up in a random river. All in a span of 6 months…. exactly when I returned to New York. The doorbell rang….. interrupting my thoughts. Once. Adrian’s footsteps stopped. Then resumed, firmer this time.

The air smelled of stale coffee, and the only sound was the faint hum of the city beyond her window. She wasn’t just an executive assistant. She was a hunter, a spy, a ghost in enemy territory. It sounded odd but the world had cruelly treated dyer so badly. The earpiece in her ear crackled as a familiar voice came through. "Alright, I’m in," said Amelia, her voice crisp, focused. Emery’s closest ally and the only person she trusted. Amelia was her world, her family, her best friend. Amelia was a hacker, one of the best. No one knew about this but she was the best, she had amazing skills, more like a tech savvy, this was why Darren had employed her.

And how the so-called Alpha Khalid killed the Willows just for power Amelia was the only one that survived the attack and that's how she came into the pack. Finding out the unclean business that he does and every other illegal thing. Since the incident, I don't feel anything for him again, merely looking at him makes my stomach sick. The only thing that flickers in my eyes when staring at him is hatred and anger. Though I shouldn't have achieved the research without the help of Ryan who helps me by connecting me to some old scholars. Sitting beside my window, the door was pushed open and Ryan walked inside. I called him because of the mystery maid that I saw him with earlier today.

She was hopeless. Amelia focused on her breathing and when she had settled a little, she looked up in the sky. The cool breeze lapped up her face and she leaned her body to the wall. She wanted to feel the world around her and not her nightmares. She took a deep breath and went back in her room and crept back in her bed after leaving the balcony door open. Wrapping herself with the cool sheets, she slipped in. Was there no way to flee from those nightmares? She curled in the fetal position and pulled her comforter higher. She thought about nicer things, about the hospital, her job and about Mr. Rotzwak. Wait what? Where did he come from? She shoved the thoughts away but his face flashed acro

But the series of murders in the past, Alicia can no longer avoid. The first victim, Natalie Heele, manages to remind her of a male student named James Portman who was killed on the first day of her move. The second victim, Rich Greek, was treated the same way as Elena Sanders who died from cyanide poisoning. The names of the victims in her past and how they died before Alicia's eyes, made her almost lose her mind now. Was it Amanda again? "No way," she thought. The girl named Amanda who was determined to be the mastermind of all the murders in her past was now in prison. Spending the rest of her life atoning for her own crimes.