You're an FBI agent working for the BAU. After an encounter in New York, you begin to catch feelings for your boss Aaron Hotchner. However, as the story progresses, you also find yourself feeling things for your best friend, Spencer Reid.... *THERE WILL BE SMUT IN THIS BOOK* (This is my first ever fic so I apologise for the writing or if I forget to add a warning etc. I barely know how to use this app💀)

The natural dynamic of the BAU is thrown out of balance when a new young recruit joins. Friendships form, romantic interests blossom, and a less-than-friendly competition arises. hotchxreader reidxreader some nsfw content !

"Shit you scared me" "S-sorry, didn't mean to." they pursed their lips "I'm Spencer, by the way." "Y/n, it's a pleasure to meet you." ----- Y/N has finally got everything she wanted. A job she's been working towards for years, a great roommate, the ability to see her best friend whenever she wants. But will this 'perfect' life that she's had planned in her head be the same when it becomes a reality? Or will things get messy when the unexpected happens? WARNING: this story contains SMUT. More specifically rough sex, so if you're not into that, please steer clear. First chapter published nov 17, 2020

Emily Prentiss, new to the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit, finds herself in some troubled waters. A cross road of two completely different people. One being her boss, the other being her best friend. A story full of happiness, sadness and clustered thoughts. She only gets one choice, but split between two people makes it impossible for her to choose. Team Hotchniss or Team Jemily?

Your boyfriend breaks up with you, and causes a public scene spilling a secret you never wanted anyone to find out.

he told me he loved me, for 2 years I believed him. the bruises covered with dark sunglasses, and the make up covering the cuts. I can't handle it. I can't hide them anymore, The next day, always like every other day. The flowers to make up for the bruises I would have to hide at work, again. im sick of this. I wake up two extra hours early to try and make them less noticeable. But i have run out of concealer and color corrector. I guess ill have to wear sunglasses then. I look down at my wrists and see the red and bruising around them. Long sleeves will have to work today.