Criminal Minds Fanfiction Crossover Mga Nobela at Kwento

Because of that, I killed every woman I came in contact with who had those damn eyes. That was until I met Alessia Bianchi. She wasn't just a lookalike. It was like she was Serena. Like she had been raised from the dead—or born again. When the Director told me that he had a beautiful and amazing doctor with green eyes and long black hair, I wanted to kill her. That was the plan. But after seeing her, I couldn't bring myself to. Not when she looked like the only woman I had ever truly loved. Worst, after the day we met, I started seeing both ladies who had hurt me. It was either I was hallucinating, or they were haunting me.

“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.

"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

How could I, a slave since I came to understand life, be mated to a powerful alpha, the very one I came to spy on and give the necessary information to Alpha Alex? Yet, I could see it in his eyes. The way he stared at me, it felt as though he too had realized the same thing which I tried to deny. I stood from the ground with the clothes in my hands, and I took a step backwards away from him with my head lowered down as I said to him, "I'm sorry." Before I could hear him utter another word in response to what I had said, I walked out of the scene immediately, trying to avoid being entangled with my alpha's enemy, with the one I was meant to spy on. The future was just too bright for me

I didn’t think so and lay back on my bed, closing my eyes, letting myself drift off. I had to do something. But what could I do? The next day, I woke up early. The sun was not up yet. The sky was dark blue, with a bit of light outside my window. I sat on the side of my bed, with a heavy heart from what I had seen yesterday. Damien. Those wolves. That warehouse. I pulled my blanket tight around me. I couldn’t get it out of my mind. I didn’t want to get it out of my mind.

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

“Now get dressed. I’ll see you after hours. I need to fuck you properly.” Later that evening, after the last patient left, Ethan was back. The jealous male nurse Mark, a slim, sharp-eyed guy who’d been side-eyeing them for days was still lurking near the station when Ethan slipped into Damien’s office. Mark watched the door close, suspicion burning in his eyes. He’d noticed the pattern. The locked doors. The strange noises. The way Dr. Cross looked at that particular patient. Inside, Damien was done holding back. He had Ethan naked on the medical bed in minutes, legs shoved back to his chest in a mating press. He was wearing no gloves this time. Just raw skin to skin.

She was suffering and it was our fault and now we were making it worse. “Does it make you uncomfortable, Blue?” Tristan asked, his fingers on her jaw. I saw her pupils dilate then her body swayed toward his touch even as her mind screamed to run. Something was reacting to all three of us at the same time which should NOT be possible. Shared mates were almost unheard of and human mates for Alpha bloods? Never been heard of. A human mate for THREE alpha-blood wolves? The Moon Goddess wouldn’t be that cruel. But I felt something every time I touched her. That click of rightness like finding something I didn’t know I was missing.

Her family abandoning her. Her little brother slipping away. Her death behind bars. And above it all the most horrifying truth: This world was a book. A novel her roommate had introduced to her in her original life. She’d woken in it once confused and helpless. She died inside its script. And now she had been thrown back to the start. Fate had rewound itself. The heavens had opened their eyes. She exhaled, long and shaky. “This time… no one will write my ending for me.”

he murmured, and gods help me, my traitorous wolf purred at the sound. Heat burned in my cheeks. My body screamed to melt into him, to let the bond take over, but my mind… my mind wanted to escape. Summoning every ounce of courage, I pushed lightly at his arm. “Zaiden… let me go.” His eyes cracked open stormy, dark, piercing right through me. For a heartbeat, he only stared, lips brushing the curve of my neck. The bond surged instantly, sending a shiver racing down my spine. My breath hitched. Then he smirked, lazy and possessive.