Spencer Reid Fanfic Novels & Stories

Not at how she looks at me, or how Mum looks at me, or how anyone else in the whole world looks at me. None of it matters, not now I have Spencer. Daddy. Now I have someone who loves me. “Fine,” Maggie Connor says finally, and lets out a sigh. “If you insist on being cray cray with Hannibal-old-guy then you do that. Just let me have all the juicy gossip, deal?” I think I’ve won some invisible battle, and I’m not even sure what I was fighting. “Sure,” I say. “But his name’s Spencer.” “Daddy Spencer,” she laughs, and I’m sure my burning cheeks are going to give me away, but she slaps me on the back and doesn’t even notice. “Alright,” she says. “Now, let’s talk about blowjobs, I’ve got some gre

Spencer could only swallow his bitterness. "Back then when Cole wasn’t interested in women, not even a female mosquito could bite his flesh. I was afraid that he would go down the same road as his mother and become an anchorite himself, stripping himself of all worldly desires and romance. That’s why I resorted to all means to get all the women in this stronghold to do everything they can to move him. Who would’ve thought that he'd end up with Black Widow? What on earth happened to that kid’s standards?” Spencer said exasperatedly. Then, in a fit of rage, Spencer came to the Black Widow’s house with Carson.

Then, hesitantly, he slid closer, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "Maya, I was wrong. Let's get back together, okay?" I blinked, stunned. No Fiona. The room was quiet, empty except for us. But my heart felt nothing. No joy. Just exhaustion. I pushed pushed him off. "Spencer, cut the act. What do you want this time?" I knew him too well. When Spencer played nice, it was always because he needed something. Dragging me from the village, acting like he cared... it had to be big.

“I’m no stranger to your cruelty, Mother. But to try and take away Ivy’s child? This is worse than anything you’ve done to her before–you don’t even see her as a person, do you. She’s not just the incubator of the Lycan Heir, you know. She’s my mate. She’s the love of my life. She–” Spencer pauses, looking down at me. As he does, his expression softens, and there’s no doubt in my mind that he adores me more than anything else in the universe. “She’s the woman I want to marry,” Spencer says softly. “She’s the woman I’m going to marry, no matter what you say. And I’ve said it in so many words before, but I think you need to hear it now, Mother.” My heart feels like it’s soaring as Spencer leav

He was already moaning but momentarily composed his voice and spoke as the bright light slowly transitioned to his desired dim light. I went back to his mouth, and we kissed like we were hungry for it. Spencer grabbed me by my hair using one of his hands while the other slithered its way inside my pants to squeeze my ass. Spencer then suddenly stood up, prompting me to lock my legs around his torso. He’s now lifting me, and I can feel the disco stick getting firmer and firmer inside his pants. I just realized that I was already imagining that Spencer is Valentine. I wanted to push the thought away and enjoy Spencer’s steamy company, but it was powerful enough to cling to me, and eventually,

And his eyes focused on Avyana's unconscious body. " Don't you worry, senorita. I will come back again for you." He whispered while he did a eye contact with Jayden. Both of their eyes were raging with fire. Jayden grab him by his collar harshly. " I will see how you will come again, freaking assole! If I will see you around her again, you will be dead for sure." He said. Spencer's eyes were filled with fire of jealousy and revenge. He won't never forget how he got humiliated.

Spencer, however, seems completely unfazed, which makes me wonder if they know each other from before. Tehran takes it a step further, reaching out to touch Spencer's bare back. Spencer's response is unexpected—he smiles and kisses Tehran on the cheek. I can almost hear the wheels turning in my head as I think to myself, Someone is getting fucked today. The dynamic between Spencer and Tehran is intriguing, to say the least. They seem to have a history, and I find myself wondering what kind of relationship they have. Are they friends, or is he one of the few fuck buddies Spencer had before?

They remained on each other's side whatever situation they were in. Maya looked up at Spencer. “Spencer, I want a marriage like theirs. I want our kids to have a family full of love.” “That would be possible when we allow God to lead us, love,” Spencer replied, brushing his thumb on her chin. “Yes, that’s what mom and dad said,” Maya nodded incessantly. “The dance is over,” Spencer whispered and lifted Maya in his arms. Maya lovingly hugged Spencer’s neck. *** “You go and have a shower first,” Spencer said after helping her take off her gown.

I nodded weakly. Spencer just likes her best friend. Okay. “That's why your best friend is excited to come home. Besides, they don't have a relationship with your big bro, hahahaha...” Her head was obviously heated at what I said. Her nose moved because it irritated her. “Yes, they have no relationship. Spencer would have been courting her soon. If you hadn't just acted, you would have gotten married then.”

"We stay right here." And as the night fell over the ocean, Cale Rion, the former Reaper, sat at the new desk and watched his husband write, surrounded by the smell of paint and the sound of the sea, and he knew that for the first time in eternity, the count was zero, but the ledger was full.