Criminal Minds Fanfiction Reid Hides His Intelligence Novels & Stories

I'm going to break up with that peasant and throw myself into Galvan's arms. How interesting. She could not recognize a pearl in a haystack. If she knew Reuben was the heir to a mafia family, I wondered what her expression would be. 'He wouldn't dare to resist anyway. What can a lowly driver do?' Tracy pondered as she finally made up her mind.

he says, “for the well-being of certain individuals who have been fed lies about their identities by people with something to gain.” Nadia goes rigid beside me. He doesn’t say her name again; he doesn’t need to. “That is deliberate,” Sebastian says quietly. “He’s undermining her before she speaks.” I look at Nadia. Her face is pale, but her eyes are clear. Good. She deserves one thing that belongs to her this morning, Clarity. On screen, the reporter asks, “Mr. Reed, do you believe criminal charges will follow?”

The room narrowed to the space between us and the words hung there like a blade waiting to fall. I should have felt more rage, grief, a tearing thing but there was instead a cold intelligence that catalogued fact after fact, the way a commander takes losses into a ledger and keeps moving. “You’re lying,” I said before my mind could choose another. It wasn’t denial so much as a litmus test, I wanted him to say it wasn’t true. Reid’s shoulders hunched, not with anger but with something sorrowful and stubborn. “I wish I were,” he said. “I wish I could give you that.” He ran a hand down his face like he was trying to wipe it away with the motion.

His eyes flickered up at me, and I could see the moment his brows furrowed. “What is it?” I asked, keeping my tone even. Reid blinked. “I—” He glanced behind me, as if sensing something off. My grip tightened on the door. He knew. Maybe not exactly what I was doing, but he could sense it. Humans were predictable—they noticed when something felt… unnatural. I sighed. I didn’t have time for this. “Forget you saw me tonight,” I murmured, letting my voice sink into something low, something commanding. His pupils instantly dilated, his shoulders sagging as his mind blurred. “You dropped off the reports. You never knocked. You never saw me.”

"Wait. The state's top scorer? That was the side character?" "Hold on, this plot is not going the way it's supposed to. Am I reading this wrong?" "Oh. Oh, I get it now. The side character figured out Joey could read minds, and she fed her wrong answers on purpose." "I've been calling this girl an idiot this whole time, and she's been playing on a completely different level." The next second, both my phones started ringing at once. One was an admissions office from an Ivy. The other was a recruiter from a second one.

I moved to the back of the cell, checking the heavy iron bars of the small window that looked out into the stormy night. Suddenly, a low, sinister chuckle echoed from the shadows of the adjacent cell. "I wouldn't try escaping through there if I were you, little hybrid," a raspy voice whispered. I froze, my blood turning to ice as a pair of glowing red eyes materialized in the darkness next to me. Someone knew what I was.

I came back to my senses and realized I had given in to my wolf and satisfied her by touching the man I should not have touched. "Damn it," I heard him curse under his breath. "I’m not going to hurt you. Stand up and stay in your bed." I nodded and returned to my bed without looking at him. I wiped away my tears. I was so frustrated when I realized that I had committed a shameful act. I hid under the blanket. He sighed once more, and after that, I heard his footsteps, and then the door opening and closing. He left… *** REID’s POV What the hell did I do?

Reid moved forward, reaching the front of the entrance door before he noticed the dripping of blood from the roof. He turned around and then saw Ezra looking up at the sky, he knew... Oh, he knew yet he walked toward Ezra and then looked up as well. There, he saw Gabriel's lifeless body chained to the roof in the pool of his blood. There was something else about Alexander’s personality that very few people knew. He was psychotic, whenever he was angry or Victor or Ezra or Reid, yes whenever any one of the four was angry, Reid's psychotic behavior erupts and he destroys anything or anyone.

“Because I have to deal with the fallout. I have to stand in front of cameras and pretend everything’s fine while people whisper that I was stupid to think I was enough for you.” Silence. And then, very, very quietly— “Is that what you think?” The question sent a chill down my spine. I swallowed. “I don’t know what to think anymore.” For the first time, he flinched. It wasn’t visible to most people. Just a shift in his stance, the faintest tightening of his jaw. But I saw it. And I hated that it made my chest ache. Reid ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “She’s an investor,” he said at last, his voice clipped. “It was a meeting.”

And by now, Elias had a large jotter which was almost filled with her fantasies of Kaelen, and she was looking to get a new book very soon because she was very sure her mind was gonna think up even more dirty, kinky stuff. . . . Elias's attention was focused on Professor Albert the next morning in class, with Chloe sitting next to her about to doze off. The professor was explaining something complex, and Elias reached into her bag to pick out her jotter when she felt something was off. Her fingers touched a familiar soft leather, instead of the worn out cover of her usual spiral bound jotter, and an icy dread ran through her. Slowly, she pulled it out from her bag. It was the journal, the on