The Last Word Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

It started as a stuttered utterance but grew and grew into a rich, resounding conquest of death and despair. "Wow, Unc...that was kind of pathetic," I chuckled. "It is impossible to imagine you ever breathed the same air, much less hold any genetic resemblance, to the greatest criminal mastermind of the past millennia. Seriously, spitting on a piece of stone was the most your orangutan-like, sloped-headed pea brain could come up with?" "After that (cough) brilliant bit of diplomacy, he's probably glad he's still dead and didn't have to witness your infantile blunder," I added.

My jaw hung open, my chest tightening as panic crept its way up my spine. He circled me slowly, one hand tilting my chin up so my eyes met his. “Tell me,” he murmured. “What were his last words before he died?” I shook my head slightly. My lips quivered. My body betrayed me, trembling. I had buried all the tracks, I thought, the gang covered everything. How does he know? “Christine Summers,” he said, voice sharp now, almost delighted. “Congratulations. You’re a murderer — a bloody one at that. And once Damien finds out… I wonder what he’d say.”

The candle that was shaped like a 2 on the cake felt like a joke. At the end of his call, as if Jason Smith felt guilty, he added, "I've neglected you lately, so once I'm done with this busy period, shall I take you to see the aurora?" I hung up, and our home went completely silent. Even the air seemed to be mocking my marriage. What a failure all of this was. It was at this time that Jason's assistant sent me a message on WhatsApp, asking in that familiar way what I wanted reimbursed this time and telling me to just name it.

Selene Before sunset I turned my quarters into a crime scene, and it was all for one man. Maps covered the table and more maps littered the floor. I had alley sketches pinned to the wall with iron tacks. Timelines were written in ink on parchment in neat lines. They collided with circles, arrows and corrections. Witness statements were in piles and they were ranked by usefulness and stupidity. Most people get poetic when they're scared. He vanished into the air, His eyes were icy cold, He moved fast, It wasn't natural.

“Holden will handle the girl’s training and Kol will assist him in the search for the warlock. This meeting is Adjourned.” Belmart stands up with a horrified look on his face. “How come I don’t get anything ?” He whines and Kamine rolls her eyes. For a century old wolf, he sure is childish. I rise to my feet and walk out of the room just as Kamine and Belmart start arguing. Fucking children in adult bodies.

Gritting my teeth, I hurled the lamp. Something flashed in the dark. Blackie screeched and sprang from my arms, back arched. Someone cursed in the doorway. A black blur shot back. I screamed and lunged forward. "Blackie!" Light flooded the room. It burned my eyes. I squeezed them shut, then forced them open. Blackie landed by my feet, back arched, glowing eyes locked on the intruder. I stared at Johan, confused. Only when he frowned did I find my voice.

There’s no physical evidence unless the perpetrator confessed. Mind was the most complex existence that everyone sought. The greater minds often flocked together but it took a million to find a genius. “Speak your mind. I’m not a rude person to intrude your brain as I like.” That sentence interests Gunner even more. “If I have to be bold, did you say that you’re not a rude person to intrude my brain as you like?” His neck craned even further. Shadow shrugged, whatever, disregarded Gunner's rudeness.

I tell them as bring Ash onto my lap. "Myself, Chris and also Nate here are known as Lycans, Ash here is a werewolf shifter, and is pretty much the last of her kind." I say as Kim and Toni both look at me with wide eyes. "So, it's true then." We hear Paul say as he walks over to me and Ash and puts the back of his hand to her fourhead. A low growl slips mast my lips as another male is touching my mate. "What the hell are you talking about?" Kim shouts with tears in her eyes.

"Yeah, see you after this is all over, Jakey." "Don't. Call. Me. That," I said and turned off the radio, 'This should be easy, no cops to bug us, and everyone inside will either be too terrified to do anything or will be dead' I told Jack over the mind link, 'Let's just hope they don't call in the boy scouts, right?' he said, making me laugh, we had an inside joke from The Fate Of The Furious, that if anyone stopped us, it would be the boy scouts. "de luminaribus" I heard over the radio as the lights shut off, Jack and I shifted and could see in the dark, the cameras were dead so it was time.

Matt froze mid-scratch. He and the other guys turned around at the same time, and they realized that other guys were rotting too! Even the instructor's eyes had gone red. He gritted his teeth while scratching desperately at the corners of his mouth and his arms! A girl from our class nudged me. "Wendy, you and Aurora are best friends, right? And Matt is your ex-boyfriend? You must know something, right?" "Is it a disease or something else? We just started freshman year. We can't die here!"