Criminal Minds Conflicted Novels & Stories

“She'd never kill anyone, Mandy is a naive woman. I am not a murderer! I'm an employed driver and bodyguard. ” Ramirez’s eyes narrowed, clearly not convinced. “So you expect us to believe that you were just an innocent bystander? That Mandy too is a saint?” Cain nodded desperately. “Yes! It is what it is.” Ramirez leaned forward, his expression cold. "I've been in this business for years. I know criminals like you, an I know just well how to handle you.” With that, Ramirez stood up and signaled to the officers waiting outside. “Lock him up. We’ll deal with him later.”

She had no idea if she wouldn’t mess this one up with her current state of mind. The man was surely one hell of a criminal and everything here screamed about how he shouldn’t be messed with. His kill rate according to the bureau’s investigation showed that he was a beast with a side hobby for killing people. Chloe wondered if this job would help her take her mind off things. Maybe she would get so obsessed with finding a killer that she would forget that mike was fucking their neighbor and he’s unapologetic about it. Maybe it was the perfect distraction and there’s only one way to find out.

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

I broke into a run, by the time I reached the lecture hall, my chest was tight and my hands were shaking, but I didn’t turn back, I didn’t look for him, I didn’t give myself the chance to hear whatever excuse he was ready to throw at me. “Rough morning?” I dropped into my seat, barely glancing at the girl beside me. “You could say that.” The room quieted as Dr. Nathaniel Carter walked in, placing his notes neatly on the desk. “Today we’ll be discussing criminal psychology in high-risk offenders,” he said, scanning the room. “This is not just theory. This is a real-world application.” “Melissa.” I straightened slightly. “Yes, sir?” “What motivates individuals in organized crime?” Dr. Carter a

But being here makes it hard. Hazel chokes as she speaks and tries to avoid crying. I am about to stand up when Jesus walks up to her and wraps his arms around her. I close my hands into fists. And I can even hear my bones cracking. My jaw is tight and I have never been this uncomfortable and pissed off at the same time. Maybe I killed the wrong person. I am seriously considering putting a bullet into this fuckers head, right here right now, consequences are damned.

The Church didn’t make such distinctions, and Genevieve certainly hadn’t asked for Raffalle ’s hand to come sailing across her cheek. He wondered if the violence he’d been raised in was the root of his sadism. The adults had tried to keep him protected when he was young, but he’d seen evidence of things, things that something in his psyche must have taken apart and put back together like a sordid Rubik’s cube, reshaping and refashioning it until all the pieces were in order again. Clint wiped her tears, but they kept coming in a steady stream. “I need you to stop crying.”

He soon started laughing maniacally and that just sent shivers down the spine of the people that were watching. Once he had settled down, the lawyer began talking. “So, the state is battling in whether to give you a normal sentence because of your crimes or send you to a psychiatrist ward due to your mental…. You know…” he said as he trailed off. Ciro raised his brow. “You mean my mental disorder? Who said I had a mental disorder?” He asked with a toothy grin on his face. The lawyer gulped. “Well, due to what you do as well as your last incident, we had concluded that you had a….. mental disorder. So, the state has come up with a new solution to your problem.” He said

Everything was done, and every plan fell into place, 10 minutes after I left the drugs kicked in and he passed out, my men took him out of the bar, gagged him and blindfolded him then brought him back to my house basement where he would be treated squarely for what he did… He sat blindfolded in the middle of the dimly lit room with his head facing the ground and his hands tied at the back of the chair, he was clearly still unconscious, so I picked up a bucket full of water and poured it whole on him… Pathetic… he woke up, his breathing heavy and uneven… The moment I thought about what he had tried to do to Natalie, touched her, even… ughhh I screamed, thinking about it made me want to just s

He opened it and his eyes softened for a moment, before he gently closed it again. 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 || On The Other Side || “And that’s how he got tangled in the mafia. I thought you should know, since you’re his partner. You have every right to know.” Chris finally turned his head at her. Rosa was looking at him with sad eyes. “Who was the killer?” she asked. Her voice tinged with worry. She tilted her head slightly, hinting that she already had a suspicion.

It had a couple pictures from the CCTV footage, I had already seen the footage he sent me through the email, however this report was just an elaborate and labeled version of it. “They’ve got the scorpion tattoo on their arms.” Leonas pointed with his chin towards the men. The scorpion tattoos were an indication of Albanians in Chicago. As far as I was concerned we had nothing going on with them, we weren’t enemies but we stayed off each other's ways. But for this to happen it seemed something was going on. Leonas had found them on the security footage of the dead men’s apartment, the footage that was deleted but Leonas had people on tech who brought it back.