Catherine Adams Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

“I found out he’s done a lot of bad things for his father because of his sister.” Skylar looked up at me in confusion. “His sister?” “Yeah,” I said, lowering my voice. “Katherine. She’s… mentally unstable. She’s been in a private psychiatric facility for years. Minister Adams kept her hidden from everyone and used her as leverage against Xavier. He knew how much Xavier loved his sister.” Skylar’s eyes widened in disbelief. “That monster…” she whispered. “He used his daughter as a hostage to control his son? What kind of human being does that?”

Matthew cheered loudly in my head, causing me to smile. “This is pathetic,” Adam said in pure disgust. “You came to meet me, flexing your muscles and acting like you were here to deliver judgement, but you are nothing but a wuss without your friends,” Adam said, an evil smirk on his handsome face. It was as if his words sent Vance's blood boiling because he suddenly yelled and charged at Adam, who hadn't been expecting the move, hitting him in the stomach with his shoulder. He kept moving with Adam trapped between his shoulder and hand and lifted him off the ground. A panicked gasp escaped my lips as I raised my head to watch him lift Adam in the air before slamming him down on the floor. Th

I'll kill that bîtch' Michelle gritted her teeth making Tikka chuckled "You mean Salma McKenzie?" "Huh!?!?' "Don't worry your little head Michelle. She's getting her piece of cake" Graveyard Cartel** "Where am I!?, let me go !"Fiona kept yelling trying to break free. Her hands and legs were bonded tightly with ropes The room was dark and absolutely dirty "Who ever you are, you'll pay for this. You don't know who I am!!" she hollard and a dry laughter could be heard. Fear seized her seeing Lewis emerge from the dark

Adam answered simply, making her want to mark that moment with a cross. “Adam, don’t fool me. I know you want revenge. I’m warning you, rape is nonbailable,” the man by Adam’s couch sneered, seemingly unconcerned. He was bossy, with a gun at his side. Yza didn’t know, but he looked like a cop. “Fine. Murder, anyway. I can just kill that bitch,” Adam said, and Yza’s fear intensified as his expression darkened. She quickly gathered the laundry, unable to stay in Adam’s room any longer.

She bore a familiarity that he couldn't quite place, a resemblance to someone from his past. Despite his busy schedule and strict demeanor, Adam couldn't shake off the feeling of intrigue that Ina evoked. He made a mental note to inquire about her later but decided not to intervene at that moment. Adam proceeded to drive into the mansion, his mind preoccupied with work matters. However, as he settled into his office later that day, Ina's image lingered in his thoughts. There was something about her that tugged at his memory, a puzzle he couldn't solve. Summoning Maria to his study, Adam cut straight to the point. "Maria, I saw a woman at the gate earlier. Who was she?"

It was like getting off reality for a while. But it was different this time. There was something else in the room aside from sex. “Fuck. That’s right, baby. Right there,” the woman beneath the criminal uttered, panting. As Dakota continued to thrust her digits inside the woman, the face of another woman suddenly appeared in her mind as she felt mixed emotions at that moment. She could not completely concentrate on her job as her mind started to fly elsewhere, leaving that unholy room.

“Father, when are you going to let me have a turn with her? She’s been here half a year and I’ve only gotten to watch.” Brian lifted his boot just enough for me to breathe. “Patience, boy. She’s still useful as a warning. Break her too fast and the fun ends.” I kept my eyes on the floor. The blood smelled like rust and fear. My own blood joined it from my cracked knuckles. Catherine Hale. Daughter of Alpha Declan. Last living thing from Ashen Ridge. Now just a rag in their hands. Ben’s boots stopped beside me. I saw the shine of them inches from my face. “Look at me.”

Although deep down I knew that where this conversation is heading to but I acted as if I have no clue about whatever he has to say next. "I met Grace when I was only eight years old. She was this little princess who was never loved and pampered. Her father was alcoholic and her mother was prostitute. They never loved her but she was okay with that. You know, her mother wanted to drag Grace into prostitution but somehow she managed to escape. You think that you know everybody, right? No, you don't. There are some stories which are always left unsaid. Grace never got love of her parents, it was only me, Blake and Riley who look after her. Just like a normal girl, she had dreams but then she wa

I felt fear. Real Fear. “Do you think your performance is worth your freedom?”he asked. I nodded,not quite whether it would be wiser to deny it. “Oh,poor kitty,…” The room door opened with a slight bang. “Babyyyy!!!!”a curvy lady,with a shrinking blonde hair screamed,rushing in for a hug from Adam. Adams reaction changed a he put on a closed lip smile. “Why didn't you call?” “Nothing”her eyes moved from my feet up to my face like she was inspecting me with curiosity.

"That's exactly the problem, Sarah. I thought I deserved more than what I had. When I saw Landon Hayes getting opportunities that I believed should have been mine, I got angry. And angry people make stupid decisions." She took notes while I tried to find the right words to explain how a professional hockey player ended up on death row for conspiracy to commit murder. "Tell me about Catherine Walsh. How did she first approach you?" "Catherine was smart about it. She didn't start by asking me to help plan murders. She began with what seemed like normal competitive intelligence - information about other players' weaknesses, their training routines, personal problems that might affect their perf