Criminal Minds 100 Novels & Stories

Trying to process everything. “High-end criminals?” I asked “Correct.” The way she said it was unsettling. “And by high-end criminals you mean…” I hesitated. The words felt ridiculous coming out of my mouth. “Murderers?” The line remained silent. “Drug lords?” Still silence. “And all that?” Then the woman finally spoke. “Among other things.” I felt my grip tighten around the phone. The answer wasn’t specific. But it was enough. A hundred thoughts immediately began racing through my head. Everything suddenly felt connected. Or maybe I was forcing connections that weren’t really there. I didn’t know anymore.

I'm really sorry miss, I didn't see you,’Alma apologized profusely, it was good that the cup was tight and the hot coffee didn't spill on her. "Can't you watch where you are going you filthy human," Lena said and walked off without looking back. Alma was astonished why she would refer to her as a human but her attention was drawn to the screen where an image of Damien and that of his father was being shown. Up until then they hadn't captured the two. Several mysterious murders which added up to two thousand in the last one year could finally be resolved as the mystery behind it was now unravelled. The news anchor also spoke about the survivor of the ordeal who was still receiving treatment a

note that this is illegal. With a deep breath, Athena clicked on the files Jay had sent her, and a series of mugshots filled her screen. Five faces stared back at her, each with a haunting story to tell. The first inmate, Karam Abigal, sent a shiver down Athena's spine. The sheer brutality of his crimes, the annihilation of an entire family, shook her to her core. It was chilling to read that he suffered from depression and schizophrenia, mental illnesses that seemed to contribute to the unimaginable acts he had committed. His impending death in five months added another layer of gravity to the situation.

His body was bleeding, and the photos were very bloody. “F*ck!” Jack’s gaze became very cold. However, all the torturers had to have a sin value of more than 60, such as thieves, fighting, and so on. These people usually did not have a sin value of more than 60. For this kind of abuse of a tramp, the sin value would rarely exceed 60. Of course, if the cruelty was extreme and the psychopathy was extreme, it would be different.

They’ve taken the lives of too many of my kind, so I will take their pups. Ten bodies lay sprawled in the middle of Millennium Park, in an open area for anyone to see. I may be a ruthless killing machine, but I’m smart. We do our business in the dark of night, careful not to draw attention we don’t need. We may be demons, but we look as human as can be, so being arrested by these worthless cops really puts a damper on our plans. It’s near impossible to explain to a judge why a cop goes from questioning you for murder to becoming a lifeless zombie and letting you walk. Been there; done that. “Alistair,” I call out to the most senior of my personal security.

They we're about to clean everything when the color of those bastards blood made me want to kill more of them. Indeed, when my eyes caught sight of Victoria again, a vicious idea forms in my head. I don't care if it will counted me as a psycho or perv for what I am about to do. I just need a release and this could be a last good memory of this place before selling it to another person. "Jace" I call to the lieutenant of my crime unit. "Yes. Don. Leave the cleaning for tomorrow" I said. "I also want a full report of tonight's security breach and tonight's event tomorrow morning. Make sure to inform our removalist team to ready my home at Southern Park, 460 Park Avenue tomorrow."

Mack couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. He's been getting weird messages on his cell phone and things have been showing up on his door step ever since the bizarre phone call. The first thing that arrived was file on Brent Cummings a.k.a 'The God of Torture'. There was information in there that the police didn't even have, like a psych evaluation that declared him to have a schizophrenic and destructive personality disorder. The doctor at the institution that housed Brent for so long should never have released him, but they were unaware of how manipulative Brent is. That explains why there were no current records of Brent! Mack thought to himself as he made copies of

NAME: Brian Garcia DATE OF BIRTH: 29 May 2001 RECORDS: Imprisonment for the murder of 30 victims, age 20 - 30 RELEASE: 30 June GOVERNMENT INSTRUCTIONS: To be assigned to Clear Waters College for 1 years till release. To be assassinated, 300 million reward STRENGTH: Skilled in guns and knives, trained as a world skilled sniper, acrobatic skills, martial arts, world-class hacker

James replied, "Except for the one with a mental problem. The others were all criminals with murder cases. They used to do illegal work for powerful people. If something happened, someone would take responsibility for it, so after a few years, they would be safe. This time, the Public Security Bureau issued a death order and would not give them any more chances to be pardoned. Yesterday, I had Lawyer Chen transfer the person who harmed madam to the 933 prison. He will definitely not return." Alex nodded and dusted off his ashes. "The person with a mental problem. Where is he now?" "He is in the Luan Special Hospital." "James, go and take a good look at his body," Alex said. James suddenly un

I will call them out until they decide to end their life instead. Of course, before I hand them the money they want, I always put an omega tattoo on their arm as a sign. I noticed some of them wanted a million dollars since the task was too simple for them to commit a crime. My money shows their dark side, their true color. So far, I only have three hundred victims. The reason why I did this is because I want to make sure the Crite State Area becomes famous from this. This will gain some attraction. The plan was working.