Novel & Cerita Criminal Minds Zoe's Reprise

Not now. I wanted to be the one to tell her I was once mated and that she was the reincarnation of that woman. “Looking for your new obsession? Don't worry, she can't see me,” Zoe said. A sinister smile was on her face. That smile. It meant she had done something. I frowned. “Where is she? She was here right—” “Oh, she's still here, Rave. Just not... Conscious,” Zoe cut me short. She touched my hair and grinned. I felt a blow to my gut. I looked around again, desperate to find my mate.

"We interrupt this show to bring you the latest news: two terrorists were just caught in front of a bank. In court news, a woman named Zoe was sentenced to seven years in prison today for killing her boss, Madam Mercedes." I turned back to my father, about to speak when Seth started calling out to me in a slow and trembling voice. "Alpha... Alpha... look at this," he said, his voice shaky. "What is it?" I asked, frowning, but the frown disappeared as I saw a video of Zelda being taken out of the courtroom in handcuffs, surrounded by reporters trying to ask her questions, while security escorted her into a police van. I accidentally spilled whiskey from my mouth as I ended the video call and

I stabbed him in the leg, making him stumble and giving me the golden opening to tackle him, throw his blade far enough for him not to reach it, and choke him. "Well played, Jakey, well played," he said, choking on his words, so I stood up and helped him up, this was something we would do every once in a while, but I always took pride when I beat him. We walked back inside to see everyone either working, napping, or shooting, and I didn't know what I wanted to do, so I went with the second option and lied down on the couch closest to me. Using my hoodie as a blanket, of sorts, and the pillow next to my head to relax. Jack was at the kitchen making food, and bandaging his leg, while Jade and

He fell down Jane stopped because Johnson was already surrounded by zombies she tried to rescue the child from him. Casandra came out from the van then shot the child. Jane swings from most loved to most hated would be the end of Casandra, Jane state had no greyscale, only the polar extremes existed. Then Casandra told Jane to go back to her van now. Casandra was about to enter her own van then Jane pull out her gun and shoot her from the back the bullet hit her leg. She looked back Jane was already in her van driving out Casandra manage to get in her van feeling pain. Then she drives and followed Jane trail.

“When she died. She was there, Tori.” She died… Nina. But how come Zoe was there when she just transferred here two years ago? Wait, NIna died two years ago. I shook my head, there was no way Zoe is related to what happened. The suspect is one of the officers, and Zoe is not an officer. “Impossible…” I whispered, before getting up and running away. I heard Rei calling for me but I didn’t look back. Everything felt so suffocating. I hate it here. I need to get out.

"Should I be worried you're going to ditch me for your psycho stepbrother?" "He's not psycho." The defense slipped out before I could stop it. Zoe's eyebrows shot up. "Honey, the man kidnapped you. That's literally the definition of psycho." "It's complicated." "It's really not. Hot guys who drag you into vans are still criminals, even if they give you amazing orgasms." She tossed running clothes at my head. "Now get dressed before I start asking uncomfortable questions about why you're defending him." Twenty minutes later, we hit the pavement just as the sun was painting the sky pink and gold. The city looked different at this hour, softer and more forgiving.

With a stiff movement, she leaned forward and sent it spinning. It whirled, a lazy, mocking green circle. It passed over the catatonic Camilla, over the weeping Rue, over Debby who was staring into the middle distance, her own pain momentarily eclipsed by the spectacle of greater suffering. It slowed, teetering between Sandra, still naked and watching from her corner with a strange, vacant intensity, and Zoe. It stopped. Pointing at Zoe. Zoe, who had been so confident after breaking Max, who had directed Camilla’s sonic humiliation. Now, the predator was back in the sights. Her earlier bravado faltered. She looked at Evelyn, the most psychologically dangerous person in the room.

“Several years ago, an angel betrayed the Council and nearly destroyed it until a friend of mine, Mathias, stopped him. Unfortunately, the man had an accomplice. Her name is Marael. She was a witch who was killed and resurrected for nefarious purposes. The problem was that Marael lost her magic the day she died. Since then, she has made it her mission to kill her coven and set a plan to regain her powers.” I stop for a moment to let them absorb my words. But no one says a word. Lucifer simply raises an impatient eyebrow and exhales deeply. Zoe, however, reminds me of a child with the way she sits there and listens attentively. I unclasp my hands and run them through my hair, agitated. “Do yo

“They knew your housekeeper well enough to bribe her to do what they wanted, but they didn’t seem to anticipate you would demote her. And more than that. Sure, she was a loose end, but it was dangerous to go after her if they thought you’d still be paying attention to her.” “Well, they didn’t know anything about me,” I muttered, “not if they thought I’d walk out of Chloe’s life over some mop.” Zane sent me an approving look as Travis and Wetmore exchanged an amused look. I wondered if the Pack Alpha had noticed the new alliance in his own study. “Marshal Kim, Liesel Chartres, the shooter, Rob, the rogue wolf,” Zane said. “I’m getting very tired of dead bodies instead of witnesses.” “Speaking

**Zoe** I groaned as I came to. My entire body felt weak, and my head was pounding. I found myself lying across the backseat with my hands still cuffed behind my back. It took several attempts for me to roll into a seated position. The heaviness of my head caused it to drop forward, and keeping my eyes open was difficult. I peered through the windows; all I could see were trees on both sides of the interstate. I began whimpering at the thought of what was to come. I wouldn't be surprised if Officer Matheson raped, killed me, and threw my body into the woods. No one would know where I was. My decomposed body would probably be found by a hunter and his dog months or years from now. God...what