Criminal Minds Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

There would be no nipples because the leather harness which was photoshopped onto the impressive physique included metal rings which were strategically placed in the center of his chest. “You said it’s a book about a cop and a criminal?” “Yes. They’re trying to solve the murder of the criminal’s best friend who they’re accused of murdering, but the cop isn’t sure he can trust the words of a convicted felon. Each time they uncover a clue it points back to the criminal but it’s glaringly obvious it’s a setup. The cop though doesn’t trust anyone. He can’t decide if the criminal is making it look like a setup to fuck with him or if it’s a real set up.”

The man stepped out, hands in the air, a resigned expression on his face. Elena stared at him, heartbreak and fury in her eyes. “Why?” Mr. Bennett—Damien Cross in disguise—speaking calm and cold. “Can you blame me? Your friend’s family killed mine. Edward Blackwood destroyed everything I loved.” He sneered at Aurora. “And now I repay the favor.” Aurora’s hands curled into fists. “You tried to kill children. You’ll pay.” Lucas’s voice rang through the tent: “He’s under arrest.”

“Exactly, that’s what I’m saying.” “Can you describe the eyes you saw?” “Heterochromia, blue and green eyes. They were stunning, so they couldn’t pass me.” “You met the leader of LH. Please be careful next time, he’s a cold-blooded murderer. Things would have gotten really bad if he saw you.” “Oops,” I fake a smile, and Detective Nevan walks away. “Did you catch today’s news? It’s that animal again,” Tamara whispers worriedly. Corvin would be really pissed if he heard her call him an animal.

Because the more she fought me, the more I feel that dangerous pull inside. I tightened my grip on the glass until it nearly cracked. No. I can't allow it. She was mine now. But not in the way she thought. Mine to control. Mine to protect. Mine to break, if I had to. I took a slow drink as my eyes stared at the fire. The Cruz mafia will definitely not forget tonight. I am sure they will come back. To be continued

This information could destroy everyone. I scrolled through, looking for anything about Cross himself. Then I found it. A folder labeled "The Network." Inside were files on a criminal organization spanning eight states. Human trafficking. Drug distribution. Money laundering. And at the center of it all—William Cross. But there was more. Cross did not work alone. He had partners. Politicians. Law enforcement. Businessmen. And one name made my blood run cold. Agent Karen Rhodes. The federal agent who interrogated me. She was on Cross's payroll.

"When do we move on the target?" "Soon. I'm going to draw him out. But first, I want you to understand who we're dealing with." Damien pulls up photos on his tablet. "Richard Cross. Sixty-two. Former military, dishonorable discharge for violence. Prison record for child abuse. He's smart, resourceful, and has no conscience. He'll use any weakness, any opening. And he won't stop until he gets what he wants." "Which is?" "Me destroyed. My empire in ruins. And the woman I love dead or traumatized enough that I'm broken." Damien's voice is ice. "So when we catch him, there's no arrest. No capture. Just termination. Clean and permanent. Can you do that?"

“And here I thought we were starting to bond.” “Let me talk to Ari.” She raised an eyebrow. “That’s cute.” I shrugged. “You owe me that much.” She stepped closer, lowering her voice. “I don’t owe you shit, Cross.” I stared at her, a slow smirk forming. “No? Then maybe you’re just scared. Scared someone will find out what you did. You broke every fucking ethical rule, you bitch. You so desperately want to fuck a mafia deep down, don’t you? That’s why you won’t let me see her. Your little sex games will be all around everywhere.” I laughed as her face closed.

"If you say one more word, I'll go to the infirmary and personally end that murderer's bloodline." He must have never seen this side of me before. Rory's eyes widened, finally realizing I wasn't bluffing. He scrambled back, clearing a path for my car, still muttering, "Impossible… this is impossible…" I floored the accelerator, the SUV's engine roaring to life. The tires spun over the gravel, kicking up a cloud of dust. Just as I was about to cross the border, Wyatt's voice exploded in my mind like thunder. The mind-link. Faye! Come back here! I command you as your Alpha!

"So you formed the Saints." "I gathered men who had their own reasons to hate the Diamondbacks. Diesel lost his daughter to their drugs—she was fourteen when she overdosed on their poison. Viper's sister was one of the kids they trafficked; she killed herself two years later because she couldn't live with what they'd done to her. Ghost's parents were murdered when they witnessed a Diamondback execution." Each revelation added another layer to the complexity of the situation. These weren't just criminals fighting over territory—they were damaged men seeking vengeance for unforgivable crimes. Raven felt a kinship with them that she hadn't expected, a recognition of shared pain and determinatio

Jack said as he stopped the car in the parking lot, "Just because Lucy guided me to you, doesn't mean that is the reason we met. We met because you were being raped and killed by your ex, and now he's suffering for it. That part of our life is behind us, and now it's time for us to move on and heal from that cunts damages." "Do you think Lucy is going to try and stop us from being with Alex?" "I wouldn't be surprised, heaven forbid an omega Archdemon to meet his love, but our wills and the wills of Alex and her wolf are stronger than anything he could throw our way." "Genuinely? You believe that?"