911 Fanfiction Buck Collapses Novels & Stories

On the third day after receiving our college acceptance letters, the most popular student in school, Natalie Simmons, proposes something in our class group chat. "We're all adults now, and we've already been accepted into college. We should do something exciting before the semester begins. Let's put on a show and stage a fake bank heist. It'll be fun." In my last life, I make 23 phone calls in a row and confiscate every prop they plan to use. No one gets hurt. But Natalie becomes the target of criticism from parents and teachers. She sinks into depression and eventually jumps into a lake. The entire class blames me and hates me. At our graduation dinner, they force a whole bottle of liqu

She even had the nerve to check her nails, her expression bored. Meanwhile, my wolf paced anxiously inside me, bristling at the injustice. "Stay calm," I told myself. "They’ll see the truth." Except… the truth didn’t matter when people had already chosen sides. As soon as we arrived, I requested to make a phone call to Alpha Jackson. Busy signal. I tried again. Nothing. One more time. Still nothing. Across the room, Yvonne watched me struggle, and when my third attempt failed, she chuckled.

Aliya Jackson collapses five minutes after we stop running. Not dramatically. Not with a roar or a final stand. One moment his weight is leaning into mine, heavy but steady, his breath rough against my neck, the hybrid humming low beneath his skin. The next, his knees buckle like they have forgotten how to hold him, and all that power all that contained, coiled, restrained power drops straight into my arms. “Jackson!” I gasp, my heart slamming so hard it steals my breath.

“Fight it! Please!” Damian’s voice thundered impatiently. “Do it now! What’s stopping you?” He moved forward, his hand stretching out to grab me, to finish what Nick couldn’t. But then, something snapped. A flash of energy jolted through the air. Nick’s body shuddered, his grip loosening so suddenly that I collapsed onto the floor, gasping for breath. My lungs burned as air finally rushed in. I coughed violently, clutching at my chest, my vision spinning.

I open the door, a little rougher than intended, and walk to the Living Room. "I was promised Pancakes." She says, not looking at me, the crack in her voice make me chest twist. I say nothing, setting the kitchen, and making Pancakes, it takes less than ten minutes, and when I set down three before her, she's staring at her phone, at a picture of three people, who I assume are her bestfriend and boyfriend. I look at the man in the picture clearly, Cyprus Buckland, brother to Ronan Buckland, who is the Alpha of The Romania Pack, he has two more siblings - Zade Buckland, and Katrina Buckland, I studied them when I suspected threats, if only I had known.

Collen reached in his jacket fumbling for his phone and began dialing 911 collapsing to the ground. 'God why? Why can't I have just some happiness in my life!' "A-An ambulance.. H-Help Liana p-p-please!" Collen cried into the the phone when a man on the other side of the line answered. Collen fought to speak every word each one becoming more difficult than the last. He managed to mumble the restaurant before collapsing on the ground next to Liana. Looking into the lifeless eyes that once burned bright with life, and fight was a pain Collen could only describe as unbearably painful. Collen reached out his shaky hand caressing her cheek once. As his eyesight turned black.

Without Lucas holding him up, he would have collapsed. A dreadful creaking noise emanated from the air bridge. I realized with horror that it was about to collapse. Another loud bang sounded from the plane, and the bridge ignited in flames. Lucas was too weak to carry Darren and run. They would be buried alive under the wreckage of the collapsing bridge! Acting on instinct, I sprinted toward them, the heat of the flames searing my skin. "Lucas! Darren!" I shouted, my voice barely audible over the roar of the fire.

~~Alex~~ Everything was spinning out of control like the universe had decided to collapse in on itself and take everything I loved along with it. Within a few hours, everything Jay and I had built everything we’d fought to protect was bleeding out in front of me. The footage still played behind my eyelids every time I blinked. Lena her eyes blank, her movements jerky and inhuman standing at the top of the stairs. Jay’s soft, confused voice asking what she was doing there. And then… that push. That horrifying, slow-motion fall.

He mumbled under his breath, “It’s too late. Even if we manage to contact them now, a plane can't possibly reach here in ten minutes! “Let’s do this. Stay with me and don’t leave my side for even half a step!” Buck did not reveal his identity as a practitioner to Philip. He simply pulled Philip behind him and tried to protect Philip in his own way. Philip was moved by Buck’s gesture. “Fatty, don’t worry, I’m not afraid.”

It was just one look. Buck suddenly let out a blood-curdling scream. His huge body lurched forward and crashed to his knees on the hard stone floor with a sickening crack of bone. He clutched desperately at his own throat, his face turning purple, eyes bulging as he gasped wide-mouthed for air that would not come. It was as if an invisible iron hand was crushing his windpipe, ready to snap his cervical vertebrae. I sucked in a sharp breath and instinctively stepped back.