Spencer Reid Novels & Stories

This outcome was obvious; after all, she was indeed Travis Blake Halliwell’s wife. Travis Blake had never been so sweet to anyone. Never! Women interested in Travis Blake always dressed perfectly before appearing in front of him. He didn’t need to personally hire a stylist for any of them. Sonny silently looked at Spencer. Sometimes, Sonny didn’t want to admit that he was friends with this man in college. To enter the fashion world, Spencer forced himself to raise his pinky finger and speak in a somewhat whiny voice. They didn’t attend the same university, but Spencer still came to Sonny’s campus to ask for help in refining his expressions and gestures.

Damn, that anatomy though! People take his pictures and upload them on their Snapchat and I*******m stories. I see Rita trying to put the doggie filter on him. Her friends peek at her phone and do Awwwww! "Good morning people of Damison Group." His authoritative voice roars in the hall. A high, intense shudder runs down my spine, making me sink more in my seat. His hoarse voice causes goosebumps to flare up on my arms. He seems really powerful, I can't act manly around him. I am probably wet.

Just enough to see who it was. Reid.

Jacob blubbers with just as much excitement as Danica. “Yeah, what ARE the chances?” Felicity remarks sarcastically, directing yet another knowing look at Megan. The latter couldn’t help but shoot her a death glare. “Pleasure to meet you all,” Cyrus says with a different accent than the other two. American. West Coast, maybe? Kei, who has spotted Felicity ages ago, follows her line of sight. And where would his eyes fall upon than on the gorgeous neighbor herself? With a cute name as the cherry on top. Megan. He shares his all too charming and playful boyish grin with her.

Spencer Queen was finally emotionally moved. Jade Benmore’s poisoned leg from the bite was initially Colton’s plan in which Spencer was also involved in it. How could he not know? As a result, the expected result of Jade losing her leg hadn’t happened, but a certain miracle doctor had cured her instead. That was completely out of their expectations! They searched long and hard, but they couldn’t find the identity of this miracle doctor. Never did he expect that it would be Alex.

His thumb rubbed over Amara’s smiling face in the photo, a pained smile tugging briefly at his lips. For a second, he looked like a man about to shatter into pieces. Twenty minutes later, the grand hall at Spencers Group was alive with activity. Reporters filled the space, their pens poised like arrows, diaries open, tablets glowing. Their cameras flashed endlessly, each burst of light bouncing across the polished marble floor and reflecting off the banners bearing the company’s crest. The air was electric, heavy with anticipation. Everyone knew that today, Alex Spencer, the once untouchable surgeon and heir, was about to speak.

Spencer said, “We will give you a great father persona!” “The reason why you did what you had done in this video was not because you were looking for a woman or because you have any special fetishes, but rather because your son had been kidnapped and you had to go through the danger alone because you love your son! This way, not only would you be able to turn all the negative news on the internet around but you’ll also be able to gain a lot of supporters immediately! Your image in the public’s mind will reach a peak!” When he heard this, Spencer’s second brother, Steton, could not help but ask, “Elder brother, do you mean that you want to publicize the matter of Homer’s kidnapping?”

Mila's POV Spencer is having a bad day. He's stabbing his keyboard with his index fingers, muttering about "unreasonable team reps" and "impossible performance bonuses." His usually gelled hair is slightly disheveled—for Spencer, that's a full-blown meltdown. "The Novotny account," he growls. "The team rep isn't having it. It's a total bitch." I've been catching up on emails from Tampa. But something about his frustration tugs at me.

Redhead introduced, nodding towards the brunette. "And I know you are the infamous Trevor Saint Williamson," Tricia added with a giggle. Trevor grinned as she emphasised his name. He wasn't surprised she had recognised him right away. Most people knew who he was due to him being constantly in the media, whilst only a few knew he was the owner of the clubhouse. "It's a pleasure to be finally this close to you." Tricia grinned, then nudged Lauren, who was staring at the dancefloor. Lauren flashed Trevor a smile, then whispered in Tricia's ear, "I think this is your time to get close to him. You have wanted to do this for a while now."

You will forever be in my heart. Logan X