Spencer Reid Girlfriends Novels & Stories

Spencer circles his free arm around Amory’s waist, so I throw my arm over her shoulder and we both practically drag her into the grocery store. She shakes us both off as soon as we are safely inside the store, so I ask, “I don’t suppose you two want to tell me what that was really all about”? “Just some punk Loyalty went to high school with”, Spencer explains. “For heaven’s sakes Spin. Still can’t even tell the truth”, Amory whines through an eye roll. “Travis Baker was my boyfriend when Spin saved my life. He’s still obviously bitter about the way things ended between us, and although Spin initiated the breakup, it was ultimately Travis’ fault that it ended”!

Through the frosted glass, I could faintly make out her silhouette—the curve of her body, water trickling down her smooth skin. Claire opened the shower door. Seeing it was me, she quickly covered herself. "Noah! What are you doing? Get out!" "Claire, why have you been avoiding me these past few days? Didn’t you promise to be my girlfriend?" "No… Noah, I can’t. I’m 18 years older than you!" "So what? I don’t care about that!" I said, stepping closer and pulling her into a tight embrace. She struggled weakly for a moment before giving in.

The room went very quiet. Cole tilted his head back and laughed. "You want to break up with me?" I nodded. I turned to Vivian. "And you. As of this moment, we are not friends." Cole sneered. "Who do you think you are? You think people are lining up to be your friend?" I did not answer him. I watched Vivian. The corner of her mouth tugged up, smug, despite the tears. After ten years, she still did not know who I actually was.

I whisper to myself, staring at the card for a solid few seconds before I crumble it and throw it away in a fit of rage. Fuck this man. It's because of him that I'm in this situation. Spencer and I had such a great time, though I knew it wouldn't last long, but it's because of this bastard that I had to come out of my illusion before I absolutely had to. I can feel a few people coming towards me now that they see I'm not alone. They crowd me and begin to ask several questions. “Are you really Spencer Cruiz’s secret girlfriend?” This is the only question I hear and I don't intend to answer any shit.

"Things are complicated between you now, aren't they?" "Just a little." I held up my hand, spacing my index finger and my thumb less than an inch apart. "I didn't think the transition from friendship to a romantic relationship would be that difficult, but I wasn't figuring in everything realistically, I guess." "You mean, like the press going crazy?" Mom rolled her eyes. "Running the story that grieving football hottie Noah Spencer is seeking solace in the embrace of his late wife's doc?"

I set the spoon down on the coffee table, sat back on the couch and stared at the wall. Zara and I had argued before. We had said sharp things to each other but always found our way back because that was simply what we did. But. Reid has a girlfriend? I pressed my hand flat against my knee and laughed short and sharp, entirely without humor and suddenly the couch felt dirty. Some people really had the nerve.

Grabbing Nova by the roots of her styled hair, Sarah violently rubbed her own egg-soaked bangs directly into Nova’s face, smearing the yolk everywhere before yanking her hair backward with ruthless force. Nova screamed in pain. Behind them, Bunny sat squarely on top of Ella and Anna, pinning both girls under her knees like a triumphant wrestler. “Who hurt my girlfriend?” The deep, calm voice cut through the chaos. Sarah’s hands paused on Nova’s hair for a fraction of a second, but she quickly tightened her grip again. “Hey, hey... you’re going to hurt yourself,” Blake said smoothly. He stepped in, wrapping his arms around Sarah’s waist and lifting her off Nova’s collapsed body as effortlessl

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

No matter how much sweetness and love she showed and made Elion feel, he was still able to fool her and trade her for someone else no matter how long they had been lovers. "I tried everything to bring back the old Aliyah that I loved but nothing happened. The conflict in our relationship only got worse. Tss!" Spencer said, shaking his head a few more times. She immediately clung to Spencer's arm then showed her a sweet smile. "Let it go Spencer. The important thing is that you managed to pick yourself up from the fall and the bonus is that you are a good father to Spawn despite what you have been through." She praised Spencer. Spencer immediately looked at her, seemingly surprised by her pra