Criminal Minds Fanfiction Reid Hurt 소설 & 이야기

“That females on Date-To-Mate are all desperate and that you were an easy lay. He told them all what your username is. That’s how I knew he was talking about you.” “That asshole!” I jump up and march towards the door. “I’ll show him. Where is he?” “Probably in our pack hospital or back at his pack’s hospital. I already pummeled him,” Reid says, grabbing my hand and pulling me back down onto the couch, closer to him this time, although I doubt it’s intentional. “You did?” “Damn right I did. Pretty sure I broke his nose and probably knocked out a few of his teeth, too. No one can talk about my girl like that and get away with it.”

Zaiden’s POV The bond burned. At first, I thought it was just the echo of fear the fear she felt the night the rogues attacked Sunrise. But this… this was different. It clawed at my chest, sharp and unrelenting. Her pain. Her hunger. Her exhaustion. Every breath she struggled to take seared through me like fire. I slammed my fist into the oak table, splintering it down the middle. Papers scattered, Cole flinched, but I didn’t care. The room couldn’t contain the fury writhing inside me.

Reid's face turned red immediately, he was feeling his hands being crushed as he stared at the evil smile being directed at him. " How nice of you. I knew you weren't going to just ignore him like that." Estelle praised her mate, eliciting small coughs from the people and earning a wide-eyed painful stare from Reid who almost wasn't feeling his hands any longer. " R--iver," he groaned. Did the bastard leave for years to gather more of his beastly powers? Estelle could hear the pain in the other Alpha's face and that was when she noticed how red his face was, he also looked like he was in pain.

“You… You're serious.” Liam growled softly, “Does it look like I'm joking? Think of it. When we went to get Emelia at the hospital, that's when everything started. In the dream that I saw, Emelia was raped by the hospital director who was recommended by Nora. But in this life, what did she do? She cut off his penis. What does that mean?” Liam finished, turning his gaze to me.

Whether it was his penis that pounded me or his finger and tongue that never stopped playing my nipple. This man making my body vulgar. “Heather, my sperm is rising up now. Can I cum inside you?” He let go of my chest and now grabbed my hips. His slam got fast and my body seemed to be crushed to pieces. I want to tell him that he can't do that but I feel dumb and can't speak. I shouldn't have liked it. But why ?? How Archer can forgive me when he finds out that the woman he cared for is now under the man who killed him.

Reid’s top lip curled and a snarl escaped his lips just before a sadistic smirk appeared, he really was a monster. “Reid!” Riley yelled, shock evident in her voice but Reid was trying to teach Maya a lesson and didn’t bother looking up at his sister. Jordan was working on breaking Reid’s grip on Maya’s throat by punching him in his side, which proved to be successful. As soon as the air crawled back into Maya’s starved lungs she cried in terror at how easily Reid had hurt her. No lingering remorse or regret masking his features and just like that a switch had flipped inside him. His eyes still black and crazed like a vicious wild animal. Breathing heavily at the sight before him, a dangerou

“My needs don't matter but yours. I will seduce you every day… until you are healed… mentally and physically. We will start again…My love, our bond isn’t only about sex.” She listened to him, hearing his handsome voice just calm him. She didn’t realize that she was eager to live. Just a few weeks ago, she was hoping for God to take her from her sleep. She also sees how Reid goes crazy that night, nearly killing Ian. She didn’t even realize that she was already covered with blankets while she was bleeding. The excruciating pain that she never realized was there. All she felt was her soul-shattering and her dignity. Reid’s cries made her heart even more in pain.

And I will. Just the two of us. His jaw clenched. He’d seen delusions before. Possessive men who thought love meant ownership, who thought fear was affection. But this—this wasn’t just obsession. This was rot, spreading from the center of a man who had convinced himself his victim was waiting for him like a lost dog waits for its master. Reyes breathed slowly through his nose, but the pressure behind his eyes remained. He curled his fist, knuckles pale. The thought of Riko’s voice filling Lena’s mind again made his stomach twist.

Raelynn POV: Having a safe place was a needed necessity when it came to keeping my mental stability stable. My mental psyche was a bit fragile. It was easy for my mother and older sister to pick apart whatever wall I had built up. Throughout the years, it tumbled down far too easily without much effort on their part. Whether they came at me separately to enjoy their own private toture or enjoying their sadistic sport of tag teaming until I was a pitiful, sobbing mess, I was at their mercy day after day.

The skin on my forearms bears faint purple tracks where they inserted needles daily, without mercy. But the real damage isn’t on the surface. It’s buried in my mind. If I close my eyes, I’m back there. Stripped. Shackled. Surrounded by white coats and blinking machines. Cold steel biting into my back. The flicker of fluorescent lights above, always humming. Always watching. I can still hear the click of her heels echoing in the corridor. Can still smell the faint perfume jasmine and rot. Tessa. God, her name still stings. It started at a bookstore.