Lila Archer Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

she commanded, voice low and sharp. Luka and Lila dropped into fighting stances on the cracked concrete floor. Five years old and already lethal. Luka,dark hair like his father’s, golden eyes that sometimes bled into shadow,summoned tendrils of darkness that coiled around his small fists. Lila, with her mother’s fierce green eyes and a wild streak of silver in her hair, bared tiny fangs, claws extending with a soft snick. “Target,” Aria said. A rogue wolf they’d captured earlier snarled from the center of the circle, chained and muzzled. He’d been selling pups to humans for fight rings. Aria had no patience for his kind.

Cara and Jessica were sitting either side of a bowl of popcorn, with Diesel sprawled out on the floor. The pair were watching Forest Gump for the hundredth time since Archer had returned to work. Two months had passed since the break-in at Cara’s company and life was gradually resuming back to normal; as normal as could be. Archer had fully recovered from his wounds and was coming home as often as possible. When he wasn’t able to, Jessica would visit to keep the demons in Cara’s head at bay. She was still uncomfortable being completely alone, even in Archer’s apartment but when the anxiety got too much she would call Jessica.

So she called the person she trusted the most in the world— There was a click as the call went through. “Hello?” “Madam Dahlia, it’s me, Spider.” Aria’s eyes were perfectly still in the darkness. “Good news. “—I’ve established contact with the assassination target.”

Her lips parted in a venomous smile as she whispered to herself, “Let’s see how much you love Elara when I take away the only reason you think she matters to you.” The car rolled to a stop outside her building, but Lila stayed seated for a moment longer, staring at her reflection in the tinted window. Her eyes were sharp, her beauty unshaken despite the rage twisting inside her. This wasn’t the end. This was just the beginning. She picked up her phone again, scrolling to another number on her list. A different contact this time, not Leonard’s assistant, but someone far more skilled at… adjustments. Someone who could make medical records, DNA results, and hospital files disappear or reappear

she asked and the stubborn and slightly embarrassed assassin shook her head, “yea, I’m sorry Lila I don’t know whether it’s these ridiculous headaches or my heat or this rescue bullshit, but my mind just can't seem to focus on any one thing.'' She admitted and Lila let go of Mj’s arm before gingerly grabbing both of her hands. “Are you talking about Dante being here because Mj it’s perfectly natural for you to- '' Lila was unable to finish when Mj yanked her hands away from her friend and Beta and began to laugh nervously. “Look Lila I will admit that the old assassin being here is a little weird, but he has absolutely nothing to do with my brain being distracted, I don’t even really know th

He ordered and they nodded. "Yes Don!" With that, he left the underground. * TRAINING GROUND* Lila was the only one in the training ground practicing her shooting skills, she's not too good using pistols because she's used to using bows and poisonous arrow. She aimed at the carved made being in front of her targeting the skull. Instantly, she pulled the trigger and it flew to it upper nose. "Shit!" She grinned not satisfied as she aimed again. Suddenly, she heard claps from behind and she lowered her hands turning back to see Blaze behind her.

“That payment was ransom. Blackwood contacted me—said he could act as intermediary with the kidnappers.” “Intermediary?” I repeated incredulously. “Or orchestrator?” “I didn’t know,” Jonathan pleaded. “I swear I didn’t know he was involved. I was desperate to get Lila back.” Carter studied the document. “This amount—five million dollars—was transferred to Architectonic, Ltd. The same company currently receiving payments from Sterling’s accounts.” The room fell into stunned silence as the implication became clear. “They took us,” Ethan said numbly. “This organization. The Architects. They kidnapped Lila and me twenty years ago.”

“You’re telling me Lila Mitchell walked into your BDSM club?” “She’s an FBI agent now,” I explain, running a hand through my hair, feeling the tight knot of tension in my shoulders grow heavier. “She’s going undercover in a high-end human trafficking ring, and her agency hired The Red Room to train her in power exchange dynamics. I volunteered for the assignment before I even realized it was her.” “Jesus, Ryder,” Harry breathes, a low whistle coming through the speaker. “Twelve years. What happened when you saw each other?”

“Well, well, well. The little heroes have made it far. But it ends here.” Cade stepped in front of Lila. “We’re not letting you—” Riley raised a hand, and the monitors around the room flickered to life, showing live feeds of the corridors. “Every exit is blocked. Every path you’ve taken, calculated. You’re trapped.” Lila’s stomach dropped. Harper’s voice surged louder inside her. See? You cannot escape me. You cannot trust anyone. Adrian stepped closer. “She’s trying to break you mentally. Focus, Lila. You can still fight her.”

when the music inside became too loud for his delicate sensibilities. The Third Link: The Unseen The final target in the protocol was the boy currently circling Stacy, the youngest of the Sorgentone daughters. He was a non-entity named Liam, a college athlete who looked like he had been grown in a vat specifically to fill out a polo shirt. He was the most physically capable of the three, but the most mentally vacant. He relied on instinct, which, in the world of the elite, had been dulled by a lifetime of safety.