Meet Nova. A genius little tech gremlin of 12 years old. The FBI sees potential and gives her an traineeship at the BAU next to Penelope Garcia. The team doesn't know about her living situation. After one very bad night at home, Nova calls Hotch. He picks her up and drives her to his home.

The note read simply "My Office. Immediately after dinner." On Monday Professor Snape saved me from falling off a moving staircase. Sparks shot out of our hands where our skin made contact as he pulled me to safety. Over the course of the week I have become obsessed, and uncontrollably aroused thinking of him constantly. I feel his eyes on me. I catch him looking at me. Nothing brings relief from the arousing day dreams churning through my mind since Monday. I fear I've gone completely mad. It's Friday and now I have this note. I know who it's from. This is a reader/Severus Snape story but it's formatted differently. It's written in first person, and I don't use name inserts to keep the reader more immersed. This is romantic mystery that begins before Harry comes to Hogwarts then eventually a time skip to the war and Headmaster Snape. All the characters and locations belong to J.K. Rowling. (I do not support or condone her. ) obviously a student teacher relationship is never okay this is a piece of fiction not intended for minors.

"I'm Jesse by the way." "I'm Desiree." "Such a pretty name for such a pretty face." *drugs,sex, self harm and abuse are used in this story. If you are uncomfortable with any of these subjects do not read this book.* Started November 7th 2015

derek morgan fanfiction. julianna mae hotchner, the daughter of ssa aaron hotchner, starts her first day as a profiler at the behavioral analysis unit. the second she walks in, derek morgan falls in love with her. he knows it's bad, seeing as he's a lot older than her and he's best friends with her dad - but he'll risk it all just to have her. started (10.15.2020) finished (12.06.2020)

"You will now report to Aaron Hotchner" Never did Devyn Carter think those words would change her life. Started: December 16, 2020 Completed: March 4, 2021 Highest rankings: #1: hotch: December 29 #1: hotchner: August 2 #1: aaron: February 10 #1: jenniferjareau: February 27 #1: spencerreid: March 16 #1: drspencerreid: April 19 #1: hotchxoc: July 31 #2: cm: January 5 #2: davidrossi: January 5 #2: fbi: March 16 #2: aaronhotchner: March 16 #4: ellegreenaway: January 26 #5: criminalminds: December 23 X I do not own any of the Criminal Minds characters, only my own X

Arabella never meant to fall for him. He's her boss. A single father. A man still carrying the weight of too much loss. But the night Aaron Hotchner calls and asks her to watch his son, something shifts. It starts with Jack-movie nights, soccer games, inside jokes. But somewhere between bedtime stories and quiet cups of coffee, Arabella finds herself drawn into the spaces Hotch keeps guarded. The silences. The glances. The way he looks at her like she's the first steady thing he's allowed himself in years. Their connection is unspoken, fragile, and slow-achingly slow. But some loves aren't born in sparks. Some are built in quiet moments-until they become impossible to ignore. Just this once, she lets herself want more. Just this once, he lets her in. And neither of them is ready for what that means. Best ranking: #5 - aaronhotchner

"Why didn't you wait for backup?" He yelled. "I didn't want him to get away." I said, walking further into the room. "You disobeyed my direct order." He said, still yelling. "Would you have rather me let him get away?" I said, getting louder. Not quite as loud as him. "You could have been shot." He said, still yelling. He took a step closer to me. "I know." "You could have been killed." He said, softer. "I know." I said, almost a whisper. "Your insubordination could have ended in death Catherine." He yelled inches away from my face. "I know." I said, getting louder. "I don't know how you could be so careless." He said, continuing to yell. "I'm sorry." "You're sorry?" He said, yelling. He put his thumb and middle finger on the bridge of his nose. "Hotch, I-" his lips came crashing onto mine.

Allie has lived next door to Jon for as long as she can remember. He's always been just... there, the quiet house beyond the fence line, the man who keeps to himself, the one who never quite joins the rest of the world. Now she's freshly twenty-one, and everything feels different. He's thirty-five, a retired actor who left Hollywood behind for a quieter life, and he still doesn't belong to anyone, or at least that's what he seems to want people to believe. But distance has a way of changing shape when you've spent years growing up just out of reach of someone.

Rule number one: Don't look at her. Rule number two: Don't cross the line. Staying in her father's guest house was supposed to be simple, but Frank is finding it impossible to keep his eyes off Nora. He watches the way she hides behind her clothes and tolerates a guy who doesn't deserve her. Frank knows he's out of line. He knows he's too old to fall into this trap. He just doesn't care anymore.

When she comes home for summer, the one man who makes her feel safe is the one she can never have-her father's best friend, Frank Castle. Older, scarred, and fiercely protective, Frank tries to keep his distance. But in the hazy heat of long summers and stolen moments, forbidden desire begins to unravel them both. A slow-burn age-gap romance thick with tension, tenderness, and dangerous temptation. TW: heavy smutt, swearing, alcohol, cheating mentioned, age gaps, sex, slight violence.