Gideon Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

The moment I step off the elevator, I see Rachel bent over a tray of stones, loupe pressed to her eye, eyebrows drawn in concentration. Ryan stands beside her, flipping through a stack of Beaumont contract revisions, glasses perched on the bridge of his nose the way he wears them when he’s trying very, very hard not to be annoyed at legal language. And Gideon— Gideon is at his bench, phone in one hand, polishing cloth in the other. The glow on his face isn’t from the task. It’s from whatever he’s reading, because as soon as he senses me walking in, he drops the phone like it burned him and straightens.

The children were playing in the next room, so when he arrived in that room, still overcome with rage, he grabbed Annie and wanted to leave with her by force. “Let go of me, you ogre! I hate you!” Anne cried, trying to free herself while she was scared. But Gideon wouldn't stop, he was completely crazy. However, at that moment he was intercepted by security guards and was dragged out of the building. And clearly, I followed him. I followed him as he was dragged by the Pritchards bodyguard to the nearby police station. Gideon ended up going to prison for crimes such as invasion of privacy and attempted kidnapping of a minor. He stayed in that jail for a few days until his lawyers resolved tha

"You insane woman! You transferred your assets during our marriage!" Mom sneered. "Be careful with your accusations. It's illegal, you know?" Dad wanted to argue further, but two police officers entered the room. They nodded politely and asked, "Are you Thomas Harrison? Someone reported you for tax evasion. Please come with us for further investigation." Dad was taken away by the police. I couldn't help but laugh quietly in a corner. My laugh didn't escape the eyes of Yvette, who had completely lost her mind. Her reputation was shattered, and she was utterly disgraced. Now that Dad was arrested, she was on the brink of madness.

"Don't be stupid to fall on her traps Abbigail. Ang akala ko pa naman matalino ka bakit nag pauto ka sa hampas lupang iyan?" "Shut up Maliyah! You know nothing!" "I know that she's a user and a criminal and that's enough!" "Bring her to the station doon tayo magkita." Kakaibang sakit ang naramdaman ko ng makita kung paano ako tinalikuran at iniwan ni Gideon na para bang wala siyang pakialam.

"Ever since then, I have always had nightmares. It felt like a part of me had become someone else. It didn't take much for my head to start hurting, and my memories of the past came and went." Seeing the pain in Gideon's eyes, I stopped talking and hugged him. "That wasn't a normal attack. Someone gave you drugs to destroy your mind," Gideon said. "If you had not been so strong-willed, or if you had not met me…" His voice trembled. "I would have lost you forever." Just then, Gideon's phone rang. He answered, and his expression grew darker as he listened. "I understand," he said. "Submit the evidence straight to the federal prosecutors. I want every single one of them to pay!"

One of the officers, a stocky guy with a buzz cut, straightened when he saw him. “Mr. Lockwood,” the officer said, a flicker of recognition in his eyes. “Good to see you back.” Damon nodded, pulling out the officer's phone with one hand while wiping rain from his face with the other. “Need to make a call,” he muttered, more to himself than me. He dialed, pressing the phone to his ear, and I watched his expression shift—first confusion, then something sharper. “That’s strange,” he said under his breath.

The only sound was the hissing of the steam pipes and Vinnie breathing heavily as he checked his ammunition. Gideon stood in the center of the hold, his leather coat singed, his sunglasses shattered. He looked at the hole in the roof, then at me, then at the ship. He reached into his pocket, pulled out the last piece of his neon-pink candy, and popped it into his mouth. "Well," Gideon said, wiping a smudge of black ichor off his jacket. "That was... certainly an experience. Who wants a drink?" I walked over to the edge of the hold, looking up at the rain-lashed sky where our tormentors had disappeared. They were gone. But they would be back. And now, the most dangerous criminals in Europe we

"That bitch needed to die to keep her mouth shut for good. I set the archive fire, and I arranged the helicopter malfunction too." Gavin and I exchanged a look. We had everything we needed. "You raised me to be a fake heiress, and now you're trying to get rid of me too?" Tears welled in her eyes as her voice trembled. Gideon sneered and suddenly grabbed her by the throat. "You were just a pawn. Now, you're useless." At that critical moment, Gavin and security rushed into the room and slammed Gideon to the floor, saying in an ice-cold tone, "Gideon, every one of your crimes has been recorded."

“Here’s the problem you got, babe: blackmail ain’t smart at the best of times, but it’s especially dumb when you’re standin’ in our house and you’re outnumbered and relyin’ on our good graces where you’re concerned. And you clearly haven’t thought the situation through to the very end.” “What do you mean?” she faltered. “What I mean is, I don’t think that Gideon will give a fuck about what anyone was doin’ out in the woods that night except for you. I bet everythin’ that I own that when Ice hands you over all bound and gagged, you won’t be talkin’ much at all, and nobody will give a shit what you have to say about some guy from Denver. Gideon sure as hell won’t be takin’ you to the cops for

“Have you seen the news?” I was still confused, as he offered me a seat. He took a seat in the chair opposite. “I am taking second chair on the prosecution next to Evelyn Ward. If you haven’t already seen the news, Gideon is claiming mental illness made his clients attack you. However, we believe that we have enough evidence to put them both away for life,” he paused. “But you need me.” Something inside me knew then exactly why he was here. He nodded. “I can see why Logan likes you so much, you’re very observant and intelligent.”