Criminal Minds Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I smirk at Crystal, who is curled up on the floor. “Thank you Alpha Destinee. I will give my Dahlia the justice she deserves.” I nod at her as I turn to Fenrir and Marcus. “Leave him there as a reminder to Crystal. Once Heather has killed her, burn the two of them.” I say through the mind link and they nod. Turning, I walk towards to the stairs when I hear Crystal’s screams as Heather tears into her. I smile to myself, knowing she will be dead soon enough. Walking up the stairs, I reach the door and open it. Suddenly dizziness washes over me and my surrounds blur and spin. I fall as I black out.

We swayed to the loud music that could be heard on the speakers from inside. Within moments, she laid her head on my chest and her hands on my neck softened. One of my hands, were gripped around her waist. It was as if she trusted me and if she gave me trust then I'll only return the trust back to her with my own. She felt safe in my arms and I felt like she belonged with me but in reality, I'm a criminal and she's a business woman. She could never belong to my world; she could get herself killed with her attitude but it does help that she can fight better than my own men.

'I need to keep an eye out. She squeezed the coffee cup in her hand and made her way to her desk. On the way she once again ignored the stares of the policemen present, wondering how hypocritical it all was. They were arresting criminals while committing the crime of harassment. She hated hypocrites. And men. And policemen. Morgana spotted Rey examining some paperwork. She walked past him without greeting him. When she reached Will's room, she stood with her hand on the way to the door. She could hear Will and Peter talking, but nothing was very clear.

“I don’t know what to do from here. Your father is going to get that little she wolf killed. He came close with those marks. When I picked her up, she had already lost a lot of blood. It’s a good thing you can heal each other like that.” “No kidding,” I spoke, leaning forward. “It’s certainly helpful.” When we had finished our vicious sex, she collapsed in exhaustion, her back fully healed and her fractured bones mended. The marks I made during that invigorating fuck had healed by then, as well. “What is the next move, then? We can’t get close to Lone Wolf,” Randy said. “Or Fiery Cross.” I thought of her horrible parents and that greedy ex-mate she had prowling around her now. “That future A

Each word was laced with venom. "What's the matter now? Tired of playing the game, so you want to turn on me? In case you didn't know, I wouldn't have wasted a second on you if I weren't so entertained by your pathetic loyalty and Skyler's foolishness in caring for you and that kid." He suddenly laughed, voice deep and menacing. "You think Naomi was an accident? That night, I got you drunk on purpose and made sure you walked into the wrong room. "I was disgusted even touching you. Only a fool like Skyler would treat you like a treasure and love you with his pure, little heart."

__________________ **PROLOGUE** "You don't escape me, Crimson. Not in this life. Not in the next. You were mine the moment you breathed your first, and I'll carve my name into your soul until you remember it." CRIMSON 'Il Velo di MINE' [The Veil of Mine] Book 1 from 'MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE' series ________________________ **AUTHOR NOTES** Meet the 'Mafia Second Chance Romance MINE series' Family member's books:- Book 1: CRIMSON 'Il Velo di MINE' [The Veil of Mine] story of Azrael Sartori

Written in neat, slanted handwriting – unmistakably my own, penned in the faded black ink I had used as a young girl years before I ever met the Black Moon delegation were the words : “I dreamed about the golden-eyed wolf again. He was standing in the snow, calling my name, but his hands were covered in blood.” My breath hitched. My hands began to shake as I rapidly turned the pages. Page after page. Month after month. Descriptions of a broad-shouldered man with golden eyes. Sketches of the silver Alpha Crest. Detailed accounts of a voice I wasn't supposed to hear until my twentieth year. All written years before Asher Blackwood ever set foot on my father’s land. I reached the final entry, d

I saw her father’s dead face, I saw Yelena’s eyes glassy with tears as Rhea was the last thing she saw before she died. I saw Ronan's shocked face as she hit him with the truck. All of it was playing in a loop, a chaotic , screaming loop in a prison in her mind. Through the mate bond she had forced on me, I could feel every single ounce of her terror. “You wanted me to be a rogue,” I whispered, my voice. “Do live like me, this is how it's meant to be, you with me for eternity.” My wolf lunged, sinking its massive jaws directly into her mental projection.

It made me wonder… My guilt began to dissipate as my thoughts churned over and over in my head. I wasn’t at fault here. I couldn’t be close to Caleb; he’d made that much pretty fucking clear. Maybe I could have guessed that he’d be the next target, considering the Luna had been poisoned before him, but then so had some random Warrior Wolf – so was there any pattern to this, any rhyme or reason as to who the would-be killer chose? ‘Oh my goddess,’ Hyacinth mindlinked to me, even her mental voice wet with tears. ‘Rhi, did you hear?’

Smirking as I ran my hands around the steering wheel, images of Alec and Hugo in an orange jumpsuit sailed across my vision as I imagined them compelled to answer for their crimes. "I am not too proud to admit the idea of the pair of them behind bars, forced to mingle with the worst of the human race, tickles me!" I grinned, checking my mirrors as I put the car in reverse. "Yeah, what's the worst that could happen?" Ava began, "Leaving a psychotic alpha alone with criminals, murders and rapists!" Ava barked; I could hear the eye roll in her tone without even seeing it. "Other than giving them the opportunity to get some real decent tips on how to make you pay for locking him up!" Sucking dow