"You want my help? Then beg for it." "I don't beg. But by the time I'm done with you, you'll be the one on your knees begging for mercy." [ 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 ] [ 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 ]

Professor Hotchner's criminal law class has a reputation. Professor Hotchner has a reputation. On your first day, you manage to draw his anger. He seems to hate you. What happens behind closed doors... that's a different story.

when the team goes on their annual vacation in jamaica they are able to let loose and have some fun. when y/n and hotch are assigned the share one of the four rental apartments on the resort they find a weird sexual tension between them that wasn't there before, will they make a move on it or will they deny it.

"I know you hate me." His hands paused at your cheeks, yearning to explore. "Is this something you want to continue?" "Yes." "Good. Because I'm going to fuck you like I hate you." To Aaron Hotchner, protocol was everything. Rules, laws, and guidelines: the holy trinity of a professional life. Except when it came to sleeping with Y/N: the newest agent at the BAU. He lets his professionalism slip, yet quickly stops himself before catching romantic feelings. So, how long does it take to get Supervisory Special Agent Aaron Hotchner to crack? ★ Aaron Hotchner x Reader

a dwindling, mercurial high - - - - - - - inspired by Taylor Swifts song, illicit affairs. I do not own criminal minds, just this plot and oc's. all rights are reserved

"You can't speak to me like that" Aaron warned. I raised both my eyebrows and a small smirk appeared on my face. "Or what, sir? You'll slam me against a wall?" I taunted. [ hotch x oc ] season 4 - |NOMINATED FOR WATTY'S 2021| |#1 in aaron| - october 23 , february 27th |#1 in criminalminds| - december 15 |#1 in bau| - december 15 |#1 in hotch| - february 27th |#1 in spencerreid| - march 2nd |#1 in hotchner| - august 12th

Acting on impulse, you show up at your boss, Aaron Hotchner's, doorstep in the middle of the night. The resulting night of passion kickstarts a timeline of events you never could've imagined. Crazy how one night could cause so much pain and pleasure.

An Aaron Hotchner x Reader fan fiction. Working at the BAU is stressful, it doesn't help when you have a tense relationship with your boss, who you also might fantasise about from time to time. If things get out of control between you, the stress of the job might get a whole lot worse. (Note: this book contains explicit sexual content)

"You don't have to be," he lifted his hand and wiped her tears away. "I'm here." ~ Estrella has been through a lot since she met the Devil and she has tried to handle it all the best she could. But when a prophecy written by God is discovered, she's not sure if she can handle it. Will she turn against Lucifer in order to save herself? ~ (© ideas are mine, please do not copy them).

*Book one in the Hell's Company series* Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." *HIGHEST RANKS*: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* *Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.*