𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃. 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, penelope garcia's best friend, lyla fairchild, a nonverbal forensic photographer, moves from london to quantico to join the BAU, but struggles to communicate with her new team. when dr. spencer reid, a brilliant yet awkward FBI profiler, reaches out to help her feel at home, an unexpected bond forms. spencer reid x nonverbal oc trope: friends to lovers / found family published: 23rd november 2024 finished: 8th february 2025 #1 - penelopegarcia #1 - aaronhotchner #1 - emilyprentiss #1 - davidrossi #1 - derekmorgan #1 - jasongideon #1 - fbi

Melinda was never supposed to end up at the BAU. But when her past forces her into the world of serial killers and criminal profiling, she quickly becomes more than just the new recruit-she becomes family. Fierce, funny, and absolutely impossible to ignore, she's a hurricane the team didn't know they needed. Then there's Spencer Reid. Genius. Awkward. Brilliant. Guarded. Until Melinda. What starts as gentle banter turns into unspoken glances, forehead kisses, chaos during briefings, and a relationship that unravels slowly-until it hits like a train. From shared trauma to stolen motel moments and one truly unforgettable "we'll be back in thirty minutes" declaration, Spencer and Melinda rewrite every rule the BAU has ever known about love. In a world built on profiling monsters, sometimes the most unexpected connection is the one that saves you

Serafina Mikaelson-McCarthy is Emmett Cullens human cousin turned vampire by him many years ago. She was much different from her other family members since she was born from a spell traveler witch and an Original. Her birth father was Kol Mikaelson before he was daggered. All her life Serafina has never felt like she belonged, it became worse when she joined the Cullens after her cousin turned her not knowing that she would have already turned due to her dormant vampire nature. Find out what happens when Bella Swan enters the picture. ⚠️Warning: This is a mature story. 18+.Please if you don't want to read any scenes with cursing or smut or anything like that then skip it⚠️

"Your father trusted me to take care of you." Another thrust. "And now his daughter is wrapped around my cock." "Roman-" "Take it." I do. My hips lift for more. His eyes darken. "Twenty-two years younger than me, fucking your father's best friend like this." He leans closer. "Tell me that isn't humiliating." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Eden Winkler comes home with a ruined transcript, a bad attitude, and a reputation she stopped trying to defend. At twenty-one, she is officially academically withdrawn from college and unofficially the girl everyone in Hawthorne Grove expected to disappoint them eventually. She is beautiful, reckless, careless with men, and very good at pretending nothing hurts. Then Roman Stinnett is waiting in her mother's kitchen. Forty-three. Widowed. Tattooed. Severe. Her father's former police partner and the one man in town everyone listens to. Roman has known Eden most of her life, but he has never looked at her like this before. He is not soft with her. He corrects her. Watches her. Calls out every lie before she can finish telling it. He says she needs structure. She says he likes control. They are both right. In a suburb built on clean lawns and dirty secrets, Eden and Roman become something they should know better than to want. It is not sweet. It is not simple. And it was never going to end clean. - Henry Cavill inspired MMC - Megan Fox inspired FMC 🥇 #1 in adultsituations 🥇 #1 in raindrops 🥇 #1 in dadsbestfriend 🥇 #1 in mdom 🥇 #1 in law

❝ an invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. the thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break ❞ [criminal minds] [spencer reid]

Harmony Jordan is a sweet-natured, carefree sophomore with a heart too big for her own good. At twenty years old, she's just trying to survive college, keep her grades up, and avoid the chaos that seems to follow her two best friends. But one rainy morning changes everything. While taking an unfamiliar shortcut through the woods, Harmony stumbles upon a wounded man-tall, terrifying, and barely conscious. Against every instinct, she helps him. Nurses him. Hides him. And unknowingly brings a monster into her home. Eros Varric is no ordinary man. He's the last surviving Lycan King, feared for centuries, lost to time and legend. Cold, merciless, and shaped by war, he awakens in the care of a fragile human girl... and realizes something that shatters his world: She's his mate. Bound by fate and ancient magic, Harmony is everything Eros never wanted-but everything his soul craves. As he heals, danger stirs. Old enemies resurface. And the quiet life Harmony once knew is swallowed whole by a world of secrets, pack politics, and creatures that go bump in the night. Now hunted and claimed, Harmony must decide: will she run from the beast in her bed-or rise beside the king who would burn the world for her?

"Heaven holds no place for you" he purred, his nose brushing my earlobe. "I am the closest to God you will ever get." After the conflict with the Cullens because of Renesmee, the Volturi throw themselves into a search for someone with a gift capable of overcoming Bella's shield. A decade later they find Marina. Assigned to watch her to make sure she has what it takes to be part of the guard, Alec Volturi inadvertently finds himself growing fond of the human girl.

Dove Quinn is a orphan sweet innocent girl who was everything they weren't. A porcelain doll with blue eyes and a heart too pure for the world she was about to be dragged into, she still believed in love stories, unaware that hers had already been written in blood and obsession. They'd been watching her for a year. Three shadows lurking in the silence. The Santoro triplets- Blaze, Cain and Silas. A Mafia royalty. Billionaire tyrants who ruled the underworld with cold hands and colder hearts. No one crossed them. No one questioned them. And no one, ever, touched what belonged to them. And Dove? She was theirs. Always had been. She just didn't know it yet. For a year, they watched her innocence bloom, tracked her every dimpled smile, every routine, every friend she barely had. They stalked, waited, and were obsessed and waited till she turned eighteen then they took her.... In their world, love came in chains and kisses tasted like control. They didn't want her fear, they wanted her surrender. Slowly. Completely. And they would have it. Because Dove was the only soft thing they'd ever touch without breaking. But that didn't mean they wouldn't bend her. Over and over again. Until her innocence wore their names.

There exists a delicate flower in the midst of an otherwise desolate landscape. Adaline is the personification of innocence, her angelic demeanor capturing the hearts of anyone she meets. She views the world for all its good, not noticing its impurities. Lucian thrives in the chaos offered in darkness. He has steeled himself against the carnage of society's cruel reality. He feasts on vulnerability and leverages weakness to further his own gain. He is an unwavering force that doesn't offer forgiveness. How could two polar opposites ever coincide within the same environment? Will he ruin her? Or will she be his salvation? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Ranked #11 in Purity Ranked #1 in Behave Ranked #81 in Daddy Dom Ranked #2 in Forced Submission

The Devil was not a shadow, not a whisper, not the smoke and flames painted in holy texts-he was flesh and muscle, towering over every man, every woman, over every living thing that dared to exist in his presence. He stood at least four feet taller than the tallest man alive, his frame so broad and monstrous that no doorway could contain him. Every time he entered a room, he had to turn his body sideways, shoulders scraping the walls, horns brushing the ceiling, the air itself retreating to make space for him. His eyes glowed like coals that had never cooled, red and endless, promising torment that could not be measured in years. He killed for sport, for pleasure, for the cruel satisfaction of watching life snuffed out as easily as a candle's flame. His laughter wasn't human-it was sharp and jagged, a grinding sound that felt like broken glass being dragged across stone. The ground trembled when he walked. He was not meant for earth, and yet earth had no choice but to hold him. And then, there was her. the girl who summoned him thinking he wasn't real he gave her a deal it was either be his slave or die and