Spencer Reid Wattpad Novels & Stories

Oh, I didn’t introduce them yet. “Reid, this is my editor Zack Lahey. Zack, this is Reid, my-” “Her boyfriend. Pleased to meet you,” Reid says, interjecting my introduction, and they shake hands. Woah, did the temperature just drop? I frown at Reid, and Zack chuckles. “Likewise. Willow failed to mention in our numerous phone calls that she was now attached. Are you sure you’re her boyfriend? Is this the reason for the surge in your chapters?” Zack says, pointing towards Reid and grins at me with an odd look in his eyes.

I asked, leaning in slightly, curiosity piqued. Tiffany glanced up from her slice of pizza, shrugging casually. "I think I saw him back home, yeah," she said softly. "We used to hang out at the same spots, you know, around town. Nothing serious, just friends. Nothing I’d really think about—until now, I guess." My mind linked to Star again, feeling a little intrigued. Maybe this Spencer guy wasn’t just some random crush. Maybe there was more to him than I realized. Ella P.O.V

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

“Ecstatic.” With that, I finally can make my escape. Unfortunately I wasn’t as fast as I hoped, because Spencer grabs my arm and forces me to face him. Once upon a time, I thought Spencer would take after his father when he was first with Emi, but clearly I was wrong. It only makes sense now that Mr. Halifax isn’t his biological father. “What’s your sudden interest in my ex-girlfriend?” he asks me. I smirk. “I’d worry more about your fiancée more than my interest in your ex-girlfriend.”

More than it already was. I kind of missed it. Kind of. Not really. "Afternoon," Damien said, striding into my office like he owned the place. He dropped his bag and set his phone on my desk, screen facing up. A headline stared back at me: Spencer heir spotted on late night rendezvous with Anderson heir, paired with a photo of the two of us walking together, smiling like we were some fucking couple out of a drama series. The photo was disgustingly sweet. Uncomfortably genuine.

He thought he was done a long time ago. “This will be the last time,” he swore. “If it had to go there, Will is so going to owe me.” He sighed. It was time. Time to tell Sabrina everything. Back at the hospital, Spencer had found a room to sleep in. Or rather, try to sleep in. His thoughts raced, and his heart and soul felt broken. More than anything, he wanted to accept that Emma and Will would rekindle their relationship. He needed to move on. Part of hi had always known that Emma wouldn’t choose him. But he held out hope. And that was the problem. That glimmer of hope that lived inside that couldn’t be snuffed out.

Rayline. It's been a few weeks since Aunt Spencer passed away, and I feel like things have not gotten any easier for him. He could be hard to read sometimes. One minute he wants to be alone, and the next minute he will cling to me like I'm going to fade away.

Cathy rolled her eyes, "if she would just woman up and fuck him." "Don't say such crude words, Cat." I watched in amusement as Cathy glared at Spencer. She hated being called Cat. "My poor virgin ears might bleed." Despite how outgoing I was, the three of them were the only friends I had. I and Spencer met in our senior year of high school. He was a transfer student and I was a nice girl who wouldn't let a person like that be friendless. Transitioning was always hard. When the time came for college, both of us applied for the same ones, the rest of our friends scattering across the globe. Spencer was half Korean and had the softest hair to ever exist. Even if his mother wasn't in the picture

"The media will always be nosy, but I handled them pretty well." "I can see that." Spencer sounded so far away, his gaze lingering on the elevator door that had long been closed with Maddie already halfway down the building. He released an exasperated sigh. "I know you must feel bad about Anita. Tough. The elders don't know what they're doing. She's spoilt and unfit to rule our Pack." "You seem to know her well," Sawyer lowered his gaze to his laps, thinking that if he asked quietly, and harmlessly enough, Spencer would tell him all he needed to know about his counterpart. Including her flaws and weakness which he could use against her. "Were you two best friends before?"

After I knew that Abby was asleep, I focused on her mother to try to tap into her subconscious and visit her in her dreams, I needed to speak with the woman and as soon as possible. I watched the Spencer family for years and never would I have expected something like this to happen between Abby and her mother. I knew that her father was shit but her mother didn’t seem like the kind of person to turn on someone so easily.