Criminal Minds Fanfiction Reid Novels & Stories

In the middle of my binge-watching, my phone beeped. Text me back, or I'll come to get you. Now that's creepy, but remembering Reid's demeanor, he always gets what he wants. I typed, letting out a heavy sigh. This man wouldn't let I get off the hook that easily, would he? What do you want? My phone beeped one more time. You, Cara Mia, I always want you. I'm not ready for this. I couldn't just let Reid into my life again as nothing happened. He toyed with my feelings before. He is the only man who can make me experience hell.

His full eyebrows, his baby like dimple and his eyes They are like a sea of diamonds and stupidly beautiful! I wonder if I can actually get him back ....no-no no-no no-no no-no!!! I need to get that kind of thoughts out of my mind. My mum can actually be reading my mind without me knowing and if she finds out that I am getting attracted to the lowlife and miserable omega, she might actually kill him I know I have the heart to kill cuz I have almost killed Ericka in the past but when it comes to Adam I'm sure I will be able to kill him. Even though it's directly or indirectly

I pushed the ugly memories out of my mind, not ready to be overwhelmed by sad emotions and ruin my day. “Come with me.” I stared around the luxurious living room one last time before walking up the staircase with Reid. We walked to the second floor and he led me down a hallway to the last room. I found it a little weird he was taking me to my room himself, isn’t that the work of the maids? Well, I guess there are a lot of things weird about him, he was a complete contrast to the other rich alphas that would keep a scowl on their faces and would never even want to be close to you, like they forgot they bought you with their money. He was acting kind and nice, I guess I was quite lucky then, j

She starts rifling through the wallet’s contents with the practiced ease of a skilled thief. “God, I can’t believe I’m living with a master thief. Now I really feel bad for that poor guy,” I laugh, leaning back against the small headboard. My mind is still racing, my thoughts a chaotic whirlwind of anger, fear, and the ever-present desire for revenge. Ivan Volkov is going to be my new and scariest nightmare.

A time I played by rules that kept him untouchable. Not anymore. This time, I’d rip his liver out while he watched. I’d paint his legend with his own blood. Reid is back? Not for long.

I’d gone as far as shoving the corpse of another dead criminal into that cell to sell the lie. So who did this? Usually guilt or mischief carries its own scent, but there was nothing here except sweat and exhaustion. No guilty stutters, no furtive looks, only the steady rhythm of feet and the tired heaviness in their shoulders. I watched every face, waiting for the one that blinked wrong. Call it off. Let them go have breakfast, I sent to Rowan through the mindlink. “One more round and you’re dismissed!” Rowan shouted. The promise of rest made them push harder, and in no time they finished their lap.

I said, my voice deadly calm, "you didn't hesitate to frame your intended mate for seducing others. You personally locked me in a mental hospital and made me kowtow and apologize to that rapist." I stood up, towering over him. "You didn't hesitate to cause the death of an innocent life. My sister died because of your compensation." Marcus wiped soup from his eyes, finally showing some of his old anger. "Emma, you're being unreasonable—" "If that's really the case," I interrupted, "I'd rather be your patient, Dr. Marcus, than your intended mate." I looked at Marcus coldly, this man I'd once loved more than life itself. "As for what was actually said in that phone call? After all, in Dr. Marcu

*** Trigger Warning! *** Reid's POV After passing two more guards doing the same thing, we finally made it to the end. The last cell on the right. As I approach the cell, my heart hammers in my chest, and my palms feel cold and sweaty. My wolf pushes forward, trying to look into the cell with me. I look into the cell and see he's still laying in the same exact spot. He hasn't moved an inch in the last several hours. My chest tightens, and my stomach drops. Oh Goddess, is he even still alive?

I remembered the way she had whimpered my name in the dark. "You shouldn't be here." I rasped. "Gunner will kill me if he finds us like this." "Gunner isn't here.” She said. I looked down at her, at the hope shining in those big blue eyes, and felt a sick sense of déjà vu. If I was right, this was exactly what Reaper was doing right now. He was out there in the dark, convincing himself that because nobody was watching, because the door was closed, he could take what he wanted. He was stealing a sister jus like me.

Jane's forehead creased when she saw a familiar tattoo on the victim's wrist as she scanned the papers of the victims for following up reports regarding the missing girl's case. Dragon? Jane thought as she scan the paper again, making sure she was seeing right information on the paper. Now, what does this bastards doing killing people especially students? I know that they're into prostitution and drug dealing but students from her former academy was bit of odd; she click her tongue and croaked her neck to the side as she flip the papers to look at the other side of the paper and found something that reminds her of what happened years back. Jane blink her eyes as she remembered the betrayal a