Criminal Minds Zoe's Reprise Novels & Stories

I never realized that his figure while he was hugging his knees looked so vulnerable, so fearful of this world that it made me want to protect him. Wait? Protect? Me? Protect him? I frowned while I caned my forehead on the desk. What is wrong with me? Am I too nervous to execute him? Am I having hallucinations for being overworked? I have to remember, he was the one who tried to hurt Cecilia and he also did many crimes, he doesn’t deserve to be given chance to live. “Sir?” Aran’s voice snapped me out from my daze. “I’m sorry. Continue with your report.”

So much more important than thread and stuffing and glass eyes, wrapped in a half-torn dress. I still feel bad about that doll. The one I saved from a hooker name. A doll I carried around with me for years, and now remember only in flashes. Bare, bright impressions, like seeing something through burned retinas. Seared over everything in a glowing silhouette. The same as Loki. I barely met Loki, but when I remember him it’s with a sick stirring so deep and violent it’s like there’s a clawed hand rammed down my throat. Churning my guts around. Turning my insides into so much fine flesh confetti.

Officer Holt closed the folder and continued seriously, "Dwight, you are suspected of using another person's identity to make substantial unauthorized purchases. You'll need to come with us to the station for questioning, and a guardian must accompany you." "No! Don't take me! Myra, save me!" Dwight howled, clinging desperately to Myra's leg. Myra completely broke down. She suddenly turned and fell to her knees with a thump. "Glenn, I beg you, for the sake of our marriage, please say it was a misunderstanding. Dwight can't have a criminal record! It would ruin his entire life!" Tears and snot streamed down her face as she banged her head repeatedly on the floor, her forehead quickly turned b

Phil countered, his eyes scanning the room. “Can you?” Adams opposed, taking a step closer. “You let them extract Luke Blackwood from a maximum-security facility. I must give them credit for that because they avoided battle and escaped security with ease. You let them slip through your fingers in the woods. Your personal attachment to the girl is clouding your judgment. You’ve become a liability. Or, is this where you tell me you've been toying with your prey?”

When the door finally slammed shut, my whole body was shaking because the memories were slamming into me, all those years of pain, humiliation and betrayal. This time... this time I saw it clearly. Violet had been planning my downfall from the start. Kirk never loved me, in fact, he loathed me. And someone, someone I didn't know wanted me dead too. Fate had given me a second chance, and I would make them all pay. Every single one of them.

Back to Zoe’s POV The van reeked of sweat and gasoline. My wrists burned from the ties, my head covered with a black mask that stank of dust. “Boss said no bruises,” one of the men muttered. Another laughed. “Doesn’t matter. She’s not gonna be his problem much longer.” I bit the inside of my cheek, forcing myself not to cry. Brayden. He had to realize. He had to notice. When the hood finally came off, I was in some basement room with concrete walls and one naked light bulb buzzing overhead.

She was pale as paper and kept saying she was innocent. Christopher glared at her with hatred, but I knew it was fake. There were no cameras nearby, and even though he did see Lorelei push us into the sea, he'd forge evidence for his lover. Sophia's concern was unfounded. All I said was the truth, and as I'd predicted, Lorelei was released after 48 hours. I saw traces of fear on her face when she got out. A group of bodyguards stood around her, and no one could get more of her pictures.

It seemed inconceivable that the person I held dear could be involved in something sinister. I picked up the first document, scanning through the meticulously compiled information. It detailed Zea's connections to known members of the Manifesto group, individuals linked to previous acts of violence and extremism. The connections were not mere coincidences; they were purposeful and calculated. "Here," Lynn pointed at a highlighted section. "This email exchange between Zea and one of the group's leaders. They discuss their plans, their motivations, and their desire to seek revenge for her father's death." As I read the exchange, my heart sank. The words on the screen painted a chilling picture

I'll kill that bîtch' Michelle gritted her teeth making Tikka chuckled "You mean Salma McKenzie?" "Huh!?!?' "Don't worry your little head Michelle. She's getting her piece of cake" Graveyard Cartel** "Where am I!?, let me go !"Fiona kept yelling trying to break free. Her hands and legs were bonded tightly with ropes The room was dark and absolutely dirty "Who ever you are, you'll pay for this. You don't know who I am!!" she hollard and a dry laughter could be heard. Fear seized her seeing Lewis emerge from the dark

Zoe laughed and nodded, "Thank you everyone! For my personality I will like to say, I'm someone devoted to fashion entertainment and being a model makes my pride. I hope you can keep encouraging me in the future which gives me strenght to continue working hard like this," As she kept speaking, Zhang You was wishing more and more to kill her but was unable to make a call. She then remembered the watch and instantly pressed the red button on it which alerted the snippers. "You don't deserve to live longer, Why not shorten your life span?" Zoe kept speaking and now spoke to the host. The killing had to be immediate but nothing happening to Zoe nor a mark. "Why is the bitch not dying? I paid hug