Spencer Reid X Reader Novels & Stories

And he had no qualms showing his jealousy. Maya looked up with her eyes wide open, “Did you hear me?” Spencer nodded. “Answer my question, love.” “I was just experimenting because I read an article that said though you are unconscious, you could still hear me. I know that you are jealous of him and I said that to spur you.” “Love me so much?” Spencer asked, his lips twitched. “You know the answer, why still ask?” Maya teased him. “I want to hear it,” Spencer caressed her jaw.

“Why do you need to follow Asad Achillie?” “Spencer Sherrod just got an illegal approval to move his army to the borders of Xen. My father says if he manages to do it, the war may restart. And although I don’t trust my father, the things I have seen Spencer do recently...” Her voice faded, and she shook her head. “Well, getting that permit is going to save thousands of lives. Without it, Spencer would be forced to stop his plan and stick to the agreement he made with Xen. If I fail, the war may start again.” Racheal said.

But he smiled and stretched his hand to her, “I am Xander Reid.” Abigail looked down at his hand for a while and then raised her eyes up to his face. She peered at the jade-green orbs, searching for something. Slowly she realized that this man didn’t know her. He was not Charles. If he was Charles, he couldn’t conceal his excitement to see her. But this man’s gaze was indifferent, devoid of emotions. Although he was smiling, that smile was cold. She always felt warmth around Charles, but she could feel nothing but chill with this man. His body was emitting the aura of dominance. His gaze was so sharp that she felt like he was staring at her soul. She was uncomfortable, and she felt oppressed

Even more critical than Spencer meeting her parents. "Spence, this is serious," she stressed, looking up at him. "Xenia's important to me." Spencer stared at his mate and could see the sincerity in her eyes. He wanted nothing more than to please her. So if that meant charming the socks off this Xenia girl, whom he was mildly jealous of, then that's what he would do. "Fine. I will not talk about anything werewolf-y. I'll just charm her the old-fashioned way. My smile and a firm handshake," Spencer smiled while squeezing Lottie's backside.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and walked to my room. When I reached inside, I locked the door, removed my heels, and my phone beeped to a message. I opened it and saw that it was another threat from the doctor, giving me only twenty-four hours. I almost dialed the doctor's number when I received a call. “It better be good news because I am not in a good mood,” I said as I picked. “Mr. Sparks is the name of Ms. Reid’s fiancé.” “You called to tell me the name?”

He needed to focus on his healing, and we respected his need to have some space, and let him contact us when he felt comfortable with it, instead of pushing a relationship on him, the same way we did with Dominic. The doorbell rings and Reid tenses even more, his jaw clenching and his arms tightening around us. “It will be fine,” I say, tilting my head up to kiss him. He just nods, then kisses me again before leaving the bed and the room to let his dad in. **I AM SORRY TO DO THIS BUT IF YOU WISH TO CONTINUE READING THE CRESCENT LAKE SERIES AS IT IS WRITTEN OR AFTER BOOKS ARE COMPLETED, PLEASE FIND MY GROUP ON F A C E B O O K FOR MORE INFORMATION**

Reid Reid stretched his legs out on the coffee table and leaned his head back on the couch, blowing rings of smoke whilst he scrolled through images of BDSM wear on his phone. Jasper had put his name on Reid’s finger, and Reid was determined to return the favor. A nice discrete slave collar, he thought, with a padlock that Reid had the key to… A harness caught his attention, and he leaned forward and stabbed out the joint in the ashtray. “Add to cart,” he grinned. The weed was giving him a nice buzz and influencing his online shopping, he admitted. But damn it, Jasper would look hot in that harness. “Hmph,” he swung his feet down and rose to standing before pacing the room restlessly.

"We'll be back shortly." "Take your time," Spencer said, reaching into his bag and taking out a paperback novel he'd started ages ago but never seemed to have time to get to. He was hoping he wouldn't have time this weekend either, thinking he'd be fucking Peri until they both collapsed, but he'd stuck the book in his bag anyways. As the women disappeared into the bathroom, he pulled the covers down and climbed into one of the beds, pulling his t-shirt off and tossing it towards his bag of clothes.

ALEX'S POV The door to Reid’s office creaks, and my heart slams against my ribs. Before he even looks up, I’m already bolting. My pulse crashes in my ears, drowning out everything else. The hallway blurs. My breath catches. God, I should’ve known better. Reid Maddox was never the kind of man who kept his word. He was the kind who smiled while twisting the knife. I heard everything. Or the most part. There is a spy in Ragriz.

Braden is a piece of work but he's weak. The absinthe starts tasting better, and that’s how I know I’m drunk. Fuck. Reid frowns. “What do you think he’ll do next? More spies have been lurking. It’s getting dangerous on the boarder.” Reid has been giving me updates it seems anyone from all ages and gender is on the look for her.