✧ -"Closing your eyes, you think of the man who's holding you; what he's been through...you and Spencer Reid are two broken people just trying to put yourselves back together again. Somehow, you are his glue, and he is yours."-✧

- 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞, 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 !

COMPLETED: 24/02/17 *Warning: LABELLED MATURE. Due to sexual content and graphic language, this book is recommended for readers 17+ in age* Rising boxer Jaxon Cage is known to be a fighter on and off the ring. He's a man on a mission; redeeming the death of his little brother, who was on his way to become a boxing star. Jaxon holds himself accountable for his brother's death and now takes his place in the ring to continue his dream. Turns out, he's a natural. With a 5-year-old daughter he's raising, he needs the money now more than ever and is steadily making his way to the top with the help of his Coach. There's just one problem - he's taken a keen interest in his Coach's daughter and can't afford the distraction or any further burdens. But resisting her and focusing on his torturous reality is easier said than done. Quiet and shy Emily Resnick leads a simple life as an elementary teacher. Or she did, until her father took the talented and outrageously handsome Jaxon Cage under his wing. Now, she finds herself consumed by the dark and brooding but secretly soft-hearted man. She was a goner for him the second she saw the devotion he gave to his daughter and new-found job. As she discovers the many layers to this difficult man, she can't help but want to ease his burdens and carry his demons. She can't help but want him, period. Jaxon is intent on pushing her away, though, and Emily must decide if she should run from the inevitable destruction of her heart while she can, or fight for the fighter. All copyrights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic. #1 in Fight #3 in Adult Book two: https://my.w.tt/hZHitjLyuV

"...𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙞 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙮𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙞 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞'𝙫𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚." ...in which you are rescued from the famed Poker Faces, only to fall for the FBI genius who rescues you. { criminal minds season 9 } cover by: @amygraymikae

Your coworker Dr. Spencer Reid is a thorn in your side. And although he annoys you to no end, there's way more to your tumultuous relationship than just that. Female reader, enemies to lovers, slow burn, nsfw :)

*This is not a Y/N story, I've seen plenty of confusion but the main character is my own OC that I've created for this story* Maxine Carter was known for a few things. She had been a child prodigy and also that she was the sole survivor of the "Counted" cult after it burned to the ground. Now 15 years later she was coming for her destiny. She had been raised as Aaron Hotchner's daughter after being placed in protective custody with him. She had grown up around the BAU and it came as no shock when she decided to join the FBI. Now, as a brand new agent fresh out of the academy will Max have what it takes? Or will something or someone distract her? *** (Takes places around seasons 7-12, some details I'm changing for my story's sake are that Emily stays, Maeve happened 4 years prior instead of in the future, and Beth stays in the picture much more.) ***

"You know, caffeine is still an addiction, Dr. Reid." "If you're basing that on the quantity of coffee I consume, then you have an addiction to pasta, Dr. Hawthe." ~~~~~~ "Have you seen the way he looks at her? I've never seen him gaze at someone like that." "What, like he's about to jump her? Rossi, I've never even seen him look at a woman in general without getting red in the face." Emily shook her head. "Morgan, give him some credit; no one has ever paid as much attention to him as Natalia does." "Its true." Rossi chuckled. "Still, in all the years I've known her, I've never seen her ready to pounce someone like that either." ~~~~~ "Spencer?" Spencer's breath caught in his throat, every muscle in his upper body tensing in an attempt to stop himself from throwing her against the nearest wall. "Yeah..?" Natalia's heterochromatic eyes raked over him, and she let out a breathe. "We both know exactly what we want...why do you keep running from me?" The man nearly whined. He barely contained himself as it was; he couldn't breathe, couldn't think around her. "Because girls like you don't fall for guys like me." "...Says who?" -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- # 1 in criminalminds 3/26/2020 # 1 in fbi 4/16/2020 # 1 in reid 4/16/2020 # 1 in spencerreid 4/16/2020 -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- DISCONTINUED DUE TO THE AUTHOR GETTING TIRED OF SEEING CRISTISM AND NEGATIVITY IN THE COMMENTS SECTION. NO LONGER PASSIONATE ENOUGH TO UPDATE BECAUSE EVEN WHEN SHE DOES, SHE CANNOT MAGICALLY PLEASE EVERYONE. PLEASE ENJOY WHAT IS HERE IF YOU LIKE IT, I REALLY DID APPRECIATE EVERYONE WHO DID ENJOY IT AND IT WAS MADE FOR FOLKS LIKE YOU. HOWEVER, IF YOU DONT LIKE SOMETHING UNDERSTAND THAT IT IS NOT A PROFESSIONAL WORK NOR IS IT YOUR FIC AND THUS ITS LITERALLY JUST NOT MEANT FOR YOU. TAKE YOUR NEGATIVITY AND MOVE ON TO A DIFFERENT FIC.

"A monster, an ice cold heart, an abomination...." He stared right into my soul as my eyes filled with unshed tears. "You are all this Medusa.." he whispered in my ear, his lips tracing it's outline. "....and so am I." my eyes snapped to his in surprise. "But then you are so much more babygirl." _________ "He was the light to my darkness, the calm to my evil. He was my god and I was his...since the moment his aurum eyes clashed with my lilacs... I belonged to him." -Commander general of Rogues, Medusa

"She is dangerous." They warned. "Now is she?....just a regular werewolf." "It isn't that simple and you aren't so naive but we trust King Hades that you will not break the rules of nature for her." He smirked "Trust gets you deceived." #35 werewolf *No toxic relationship*

Jasper's voice was like waiting for rain during a drought. You got excited when the clouds went grey, hoping the sky would open and quench your thirst. Even a cool breeze felt like a tease. Every time Jasper opened his mouth it was the same one single drop from a leaking faucet. Yet it was never enough. He was mine. My dear deaf boy. I know you see me. I know you can see me call for your attention. I know you can feel my heart pound and my hands shake when I come near. You don't have to be able to hear to understand these three words. I love you. Do you hear me now?