Criminal Minds A Real Rain Novels & Stories

“You need to either enroll in daycare to pick better friends or let the ones who actually love you pick your friends for you — because, goddess, do I want to smack the living shit out of these childish cunts!” Alek and I both burst out laughing at that, the sound a small, bright thing in the heavy room. Then Rain walked in, exactly in her element: gothic lace, dramatic makeup, hair like a neon streak — long and blue with red tips — moving through the door as if she owned the place. Ryan lit another cigarette, his shoulders tight, his jaw flexing. He was forcing himself to stay calm, forcing himself not to rip these she-wolves apart. It worried me—because if I could smack them back into reali

MILES' POV My hand slams down on the steering wheel as I hit the horn, speeding past a smaller vehicle. Water splashes from the puddles on the road, spraying across its sides as I drive past. The rain falls in thick sheets, hammering the roof of the car, blurring everything outside into gray streaks. The skies have opened up to unleash a storm that matches the one inside me. I do not have a destination in mind. I just drive. I do not get to finish with Morena and Lolita before I leave the dungeon. Spending one more time in that place would have made Titan take over and rip them into pieces.

Leo felt lightheaded, the room tilting slightly, but the connection – flesh, blood, and bone-deep terror – kept him anchored. Across the dim, dusty room, Reynolds hunched over Dominic’s laptop, the glow painting harsh lines on his face. Harlan paced like a caged wolf, his boots scuffing on the grimy floorboards. Mack stood sentinel at a boarded-up window, his bulk a reassuring shadow against the relentless drumming of rain on the roof.

“Is there a pattern between them?” “It's fucking brutal,” Rafael admitted exhaustedly, tapping down against the whiteboard to indicate his case notes. “It seems that a serial killer is on the loose. He kidnaps the girls, rapes them and then tortures them to death.” I jolted backwards, mortified at this revelation. “What a bastard,” Zayn gritted through clenched teeth, balling his hands into fists, his veins pulsating their way to the surface of his skin alarmingly as his blood began to boil.

Eric was never the type that liked to feel powerless, but Rain had zero intentions of letting him off easily. “I have nothing more to say. Anything else you want to say?” Rain asked, preparing herself to rip his heart out without remorse. Her wolf was telling her drive her arm through his chest and remove his heart, especially because he spent so many years breaking her own heart. She wanted to watch him bleed out and whither in pain. Then, she realized that ripping out his heart would be too quick of a death for him. So, she glanced at the table he set up full of knives. Maybe she would be better off sticking every single knife in different areas of his body to make him suffer instead.

No new riddle. No more story. She wanted a normal life. But before she could decide, she noticed the writing on the Front. Clean. Precise. written with black ink. When you read this, the rain has already begun. Mara died. A cold shower ran over her back. She slowly looked to heaven. The rain fell uninterrupted. Grey clouds covered the city. Nothing special. And yet everything suddenly felt wrong. With slightly trembling fingers, she opened the paper. The inside showed no message.

~~Roman~~ “It appears David has framed Rain for espionage,” Hargrove says in the car, seated beside Roman. They are on the way to the Manchester hospital after receiving a call about Rain's condition.“If you want me to, I will set things right.” Roman doesn’t reply immediately. He simply watches the city skyline, tapping his finger on his knee thoughtfully. Then…

There was a buzzing sound in my mind. I spoke without even realizing it. "W-What did you just say?" I asked. "I drove in to pick up my son, but I hit the gas instead of the brake and ran over a little boy. His face was covered in blood. He was wearing that blue hoodie just like the one your son always wears–" I was about to explain when Esther Lawson cut me off. "Eve Spencer, just get over here now! I swear I didn't mean to do it!"

Rain's face turns red either in shame or anger, I can't figure out but the way she clenches and unclenches her fists, I get a clear idea of the upcoming storm in my life later. "Yes, I do need someone else than Nicholas to share my problems because it doesn't harm to take more than one person's advise. Perhaps, Xavier will help me to improve my tricks and suggest some helpful tips for my own betterment and speaking of asking Nick's opinion, he already saw my work and he found no errors in them. I would love to show my photos to you as well if you find interest." Rain comes back at her. Charmaine's expressions are worth seeing. She's left speechless for the first time and I know she's plannin

POV of Marina: Tension pulls me under as I witness another prey spitting blood through the waterholes below the shower. Another girl another bareness. The rain exist as heavy as a shower of splinters. However, the formation of a raindrop is identical to a pebble and the strike is like a boulder from the ridge. I'm wearing a long black coat and a leather hat to protect me from the blizzard in the lane next block still in District Twenty-one. The assistance of the investigation passes me the information about the recent killing - replacing Wilson for the case because of his illness.