"He profiles people. She profiles language. But neither of them are ready to figure each other out." Wren Calloway is a forensic linguist with a sharp tongue, a faster brain, and ADHD-fuelled chaos in her soul. She's made a career out of reading between the lines-until the BAU invites her to step into their world of darkness, danger, and unspeakable crimes. Enter Aaron Hotchner: team leader, master profiler, and emotional fortress in a suit. He doesn't do mess. He doesn't do feelings. And he definitely doesn't do distractions. But Wren? Wren is all of that and more. As the BAU faces cases that test the limits of their minds and hearts, Wren and Hotch must navigate their growing connection-one cryptic quote, one sideways glance, one soul-baring truth at a time. A slow-burn romance filled with profiling, poetic chaos, and the art of being seen. In a world full of monsters, sometimes the hardest thing to decode is yourself.

Before we begin, I should say that this story is a little mix up of the storyline. I know some might not like it, but this is just what I thought would work best for their lives. You guys are the readers, and I would love some feedback from you amazing people. This is the first Aaron Hotchner x OC I have written, and this is going to be in a bit of a different style compared to what typically appears on my page, so I hope you guys enjoy it. It's not actually that different, but I changed my approach to writing, and I actually preferred it. This is an enemies to lovers with a fast and slow burn pace???????? I don't know how else to describe it (mainly because while writing this, I haven't finished it yet). Please be patient with me because I am kinda stupid and make mistakes (thanks, dyslexia), but hopefully you guys are as excited about this as I am (not tough, as I am more nerves than anything else). Also, an obligatory notice of the fact I don't own most of these characters, and this is Criminal Minds, so there are going to be some gory details about death and cases but nothing too dark or sinister (in my humble opinion). There won't be smut per se, but this woman is going to be cheeky from time to time, and this book isn't going to shy away from the topic of sex. That's all; I hope you enjoy this story.

Hello all, Excited for this story, I would first like to mention that while I am going to stick to the storyline as closely as I can, a few timeline discrepancies may accidentally occur. But the show is full of them, so nothing out of the ordinary. This is about Criminal Minds, so, you guessed it, there will be gory details. However, I won't be going too far into specifics. And I'm not interested in including too much work about cases, unless it relates to the progress of the story. Also, with the exception of long-term UnSubs (like Foyet), I will write original cases because I study psychology and personally prefer reading original cases rather than repeats of episodes I've watched before. Also, this is a bit of fun, there will be jokes and a few dark comments, please do not read if you don't like jokes about death or the such. I don't think any of them will be tasteless, but everyone has different tastes, and with this whole pandemic, some people have completely lost their taste (like me, I now wear crocs, please don't judge).

Rain Jones has mastered the art of pretending. A smile here, a laugh there-little tricks to keep people from looking too closely. But Jack Hotchner looks. And then, so does his father. Aaron Hotchner doesn't believe in coincidences. Not when Jack keeps mentioning how Rain "doesn't feel good" or how she "cries when she thinks no one's watching." Not when she flinches at sudden movements or when she brushes off injuries with too-easy excuses. He's spent his career reading people, and now, he can't unsee the truth written all over Rain's face. So he asks. Gently, carefully. And when she hesitates-when her breath hitches, when her fingers tighten around the hem of her sleeve-he knows. She's in danger. And he won't let her face it alone. When her past comes crashing back, when threats turn into action, the BAU will stand beside her. But it's Hotch who stands in front of her, a silent promise in his eyes: She's his to protect now.

Aaron and Blair have been dating for quite some time now. They love each other, but will the death of a close friend throw a wrench in their relationship? Based off the song 'Arcade' by Duncan Laurence X I do not own any of the Criminal Minds characters, only my own X

What do you do when the monster you're chasing already knows how the story ends? Two weeks after the trap failed and Haley Hotchner was murdered, the BAU is fractured. The stalker has vanished. The scars are deeper than ever. And Eden Blaire is off the case-stripped of access, silenced by Strauss, and left to unravel the truth from the shadows. But the game isn't over. The unsub left behind more than threats and grief. He left behind patterns, symbols, a prophecy. And this time, the danger isn't just digital. It's personal. Spiritual. Inevitable. As Reid and Billie take the lead, they uncover a trail that spans beyond data breaches and psychological profiles-something ancient and calculated. Something written in blood. The stalker thinks he knows who Eden is. What she'll become. How far she'll fall. But prophecies can be rewritten. And this one might just end in fire.

Eden Blaire is the long time personal secretary of SSA Aaron Hotchner. She never planned to fall in love with him. SLOW BURN!!!!!!

"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮."

"𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪 𝘨𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦." 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 n. something that causes pain or suffering. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄 n. the tranquility and peace you feel when you're indoors during a thunderstorm 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐌 n. the amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm, listening to waves of rain pattering against the roof like an argument upstairs, whose muffled words are unintelligible but whose crackling release of built-up tension you understand perfectly. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 n. to find yourself bothered by someone's death more than you would have expected, as if you assumed they would always be part of the landscape, like a lighthouse you could pass by for years until the night it suddenly goes dark, leaving you with one less landmark to navigate by-still able to find your bearings, but feeling all that much more adrift. ONGOING no criminal minds characters or plots are my own.

Aaron Hotchner seems to have forgotten all about his crazy experience with his neighbour, so his team thinks. But a case in Arizona involving a strip club and a university seemingly sends him back in time.