Criminal Mind Novels & Stories

Yet, to Byron, it didn't seem right. When he got her talking about the other girls, to forget her nervousness and actually talk about them, she did so with such fondness, and love. He knew mental illness could make people do strange things that only made sense to them. He also knew the mentally ill were far more likely to be victims of a crime than perpetrators, contrary to what the media and millions of horror movies have taught us. Even in the cases where the sick person does awful things, it's rarely planned out, at least not to the degree that these deaths must have been. Hannibal Lector, while compelling, was not a real person. And Janice, though smart and charming when she wanted to be

“Tell me about the man who killed Catherine Thompson.” The shift was subtle, but it was enough. I forced myself to push Bobby out of my mind and focus instead on the crime itself, on Catherine, on the details that had kept me awake night after night. “You’re dealing with a sexual psychopath,” I began, my voice sounding unfamiliar even to me. “Her murder was a manifestation of corrupt lust.” “There were no signs of sexual assault.”

A familiar voice broke the trance of my thought. " Blake?" I breathed out his name in disbelief when he gestured towards the glass full of water in his hand. The crave to quench my throat filled my consciousness but by suppressing that urge, I hesitatingly took a step back and shook my head. " Leave." I whispered. His deep black eyes stared into mine with nothing but offering a pure comfort as if he was there to heal my wounds but in a flicker of emotions in his eyes, he became distant. Right. After all what I can expect from another criminal who is nothing but a pawn of Zachary behind the façade of friendship? These all are criminals, they had murdered many innocents. How can they offer hea

He couldn’t believe he’d had anything to do with such a slimy bitch and… “Erm… according to the file here….” Mr Paul started glancing at the papers in his hands, “She has Brain Cancer, bipolar disorders and some other mental disorder that wasn’t disclosed here. It is to note that she’d associated with hard drugs and overdosed on a certain medication that is not stated here too. All these were before the attacks on you and Miss Madison, and right now, her lawyer and father are claiming that she was not in the right senses when she committed all those crimes.” “What!” Damien and Madison both said in unison, their eyes straying until they met each other, and at the same time, their jaw dropped

"Is this enough? I can get more. I'd rather the money come to me than go to the mistress." I counted the zeros. More than 150 million. Well, that was screw-you money, certainly. "More than enough. Alright, here's the plan. We can…" … We came up with the perfect plan and decided to fake our deaths. The date? My sister-in-law's birthday. The one to push the blame to? My husband's mistress, Lorelei. Oh, some people might call me cruel, but you should've seen the message she sent me. I'd love to make sure she gets a life sentence.

"But from a strictly criminal law standpoint, we still have a major vulnerability in this plan. Even if Deckard publicly claims it’s a setup, and even if you successfully buy out the entire Newton empire... we still won't have a concrete murderer to hand over to the district attorney. We won't have the actual culprit held responsible for my mother's death." "The culprit will expose themselves out of desperation," he shrugs with a terrifying certainty. "Think about the psychology of the real killer. They murdered your mother to secure her massive, multi-million-dollar inheritance. The moment the hostile takeover happens and I hand the Newton empire over to Sydney, the culprit's financial wind

He just gave a barely perceptible nod, as if acknowledging a soldier reporting for duty. "Today," he began, his voice projecting clearly without a microphone, "we are discussing Mens Rea. The Guilty Mind." He turned to the whiteboard and wrote the words in sharp, aggressive strokes. "In criminal law, the act itself is not enough," he said, pacing in front of my desk. He was so close I could smell the faint scent of sandalwood. "You must prove the intent. The desire to commit the forbidden." He stopped and leaned against his desk, crossing his arms.

His expression reflects this state of heightened awareness as he takes a moment before giving me an answer. “Many criminals do feel remorse later on," he noted carefully. “But the reason behind this is often dubious. Some may regret their decision because they did not follow through and miss out on potential benefits, while others may recognize the foolishness of their original plan after it's too late to turn back. The true reason for a criminal to regret remains a mystery.”

While in college, Grainne read a lot of crime psychology books. She knew a lot of ordinary people who looked dignified but killed people for a moment of momentary excitement. There are many times if the victim before being harmed can keep his mind clear, talk rationally with the perpetrator, and neutralize the psychological barrier of the perpetrator, then harm can be avoided.