Criminal Minds Fanfiction Reid Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry, Cole. I know nothing about that one. Based on your reactions tonight I am willing to place a guess that something happened to you while you were at Red Fang between November and March that was highly sexual in nature. Based on your very conservative nature, anything sexual would likely be traumatic. I can, however, assure you that the overwhelming desire to take advantage of Jessa is not you. I firmly believe that particular memory is something that you’ve witnessed in your original pack. The details of what you’ve seen I can’t tell you as you never admitting to seeing the women being raped. If I remember correctly, you had heard the sounds of rape in the dorms and you were force

I was walking to and fro inside Reid's room, trying to relate one event to another. First, Reid became devastated when Andrea broke his heart, the reason why he was out of his mind according to Walter. Then a day after that breakup, Reid met a car accident and the main cause was losing his car's brake. The reason why it was lost, remains obscure. Then, a secret conversation between Dr. Smith and Uncle Sam in the hospital where Reid was admitted before he was moved to Canada. Then, that thiopental sodium that was administered into Reid's body, causing his unconsciousness to prolong. And the two incidents happened when I was driving on the road. I think these are already enough for me to hire

Reid asked Ian and he suddenly looked nervous. "I, I don't know... I actually don't know the difference." I groaned as I looked away from him. I couldn't even bring myself to look at him because I was afraid I would make him feel worse then I'm sure he already feels. "So wait, you're hearing a voice, in your head and it's a wolf?" Reid asked, turning his attention back to me. "Yes and he's a moron and won't shut up!" I said, then glared at Reid when he tried not to laugh.

“Reid, please.” The sound of his name on my lips stops him in his tracks. His eyes flash gold again. He watches me, takes me in as if I am the most perfect thing he has ever seen. While he’s distracted, I take him in too—the dimples, the way his shirt clings to him, the heat radiating off his skin. I know what I have to do. It’s cruel, but it’s the only way. I reach into his mind, searching for any trace of malice, anything that could make this easier. But there’s nothing. Only sincerity. Only truth. He's perfect and guilt squirms in my chest for what I'm about to do. But I found what I was looking for.

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?

“Hey bro. How’s mate life?” “Reid, I’m killing her father.” I growled into the phone. “What the fuck happened?” I explained everything from the multiple rapes and torture, to the whole business of not having an heir, to her father molesting her. Four years of abuse, torture, lies, and her behavior. By the end of it, Reid is growling on the phone. “Yeah, that motherfucker dies.” Reid said. “She is a killer. Why hasn’t she done it?”

he rasped, his voice lower now, “…if Asher was found guilty?” Reid’s smirk was instantaneous, no hesitation, no moral conflict, just cold calculation. “The same thing I did before,” he said, leaning back with the casual ease of someone discussing dinner plans. “I’ll find a way to make him the culprit… or…” his smirk deepened, “…I’ll find a way to make him escape. Whichever puts him right where I want him.” Julian’s stomach turned, the bile threatening to rise not just from the wine but from the sheer sickness of Reid’s words. “You’re… twisted.”

I get back up and pound on the invisible wall in front of me, trying to break through, but it’s solid. I watch in helplessness as Gaston falters with his opponent but is still holding on with everything he has. However, if I don’t get to him soon, he won’t make it. I snarl out at my impotence, unable to break this wall to reach these men to help them. The male fighting Pierre shifts back into his human form, just as Pierre does when he hits the wall behind him, his wolf not being able to keep the shift due to his injuries. The red-headed male pins Pierre to the wall by his neck. He glances back over his shoulder at me, and I immediately recognize him. Reid Sinclair. The last of my mother’s r

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

It was funny that the power-hungry freak avoided any direct conflict himself, but was not afraid to make others do his bidding, regardless of their own safety. Reid was an animal; he was tearing through the throng of wolves, killing each one that he went up against. The power he exuded was burning, causing an unusual pulsing feeling in my pussy. I was hard to believe that I was getting aroused with all the death that was happening around me.