Fics for the one and only Spencer Reid.

Spencer wraps the blanket tighter around us causing me to melt into him further. He sweeps my wet hair over my shoulder while I stare out towards the golden sunset. He plants a kiss on my temple before nuzzling his face into my neck. "Thank you," He whispers. I run my fingers through his soft curls, "For what?" "For showing me life doesn't always have to be so serious," He sighs. "I don't know what I did before you," He mutters, almost like it wasn't for me to hear.

WARNING! SEXUAL CONTENT! Now that that is out of the way, this is a story where the reader is an Animagus who was raised by wolves takes a liking to Logan. This doesn't have much action (well, not the standard type) so if you are looking for something like that I don't think this will really be a good story for you. Nonethless, you are more then welcome to still give it a shot haha :) Anyways, enjoy!

*UNDER EDITING* What most people see is Wolverine's barbaric side, just ruthless, and mean, but what no one see's or knows about is his soft side. He longs for a woman that can handle his aggressive side but will warm up to his soft side. What will happen when he meets that girl, and how will he protect her when she's wanted?

I love him so much!

Y/N is on the run from the cops. She happens to stumble into the apartment of the Wolverine, some banter ensues and, eventually, Logan tells Y/N she can stay.

When I said I wanted to settle down and get a bearing for the rest of my life, I most certainly did not mean having my past uprooted and my future altered. I'm pretty sure that's the exact opposite reason I came to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.

I sat down under the shade of the tree, Malyshka laying down next to me, a small smile forming on my lips as she let out a small huff of air through her nose. The sound of footsteps advancing toward me caused me to look up, seeing Logan, who sat down next to me. "How are you liking it here?" He asked, pulling out a cigar "It still feels weird" I replied honestly, leaning back against the trunk of the tree "the Professor offered me a job. Turns out some kids wanted to learn how to cook, said I'd think about it" "You're staying" he said "might as well do something to keep yourself occupied" "Yeah" I replied with a small shrug Plucking the cigar from his hand, I snapped my fingers, causing a small fire to spark on my index finger, putting the cigar in my mouth and lighting it, taking a few puffs and blowing the smoke out. I took another puff, handing it back to him and blowing the smoke out, letting the fire spread on my hand, watching the blue flames dance. Another sigh emitted from me, wiggling my fingers a bit, "Have you figured out a name for yourself?" He asked curiously "I think I got one" I replied with a small smile "Which is?" He prodded ". . . Genesis" I said softly, closing my fist and diminishing my flame . . . . . I own nothing from Marvel, only my own stuff. Thanks for reading! Ranked #1 in Wolverine 5/25/18

As Logan walks through the mountains and reaches of America, he must face the truth. He was made to kill and only for that reason, and that is what he does. With no job in line, he is hunted by mercenaries and even nature itself. By himself, he must face the world as it burns around him. (Please follow DetectiveKM because she edits these chapters and is a great person 😄😄)

You are a mutant and you thought you were alone, but what will happen when you realise there are other mutants and you meet a significant other COMPLETED