911 Fanfiction Buck Stops Talking Novels & Stories

Lynn Louden lay flat on the thick furs of the Alpha's Rest Chamber, the lingering taste of the omega heavy on his tongue. Buck Clattermoor towered over the bedding, his massive, naked chest heaving as his thick length twitched in the cool air. "That was only a warning," Lynn murmured, his hand sliding over the tight curve of Buck's bare thigh. A sharp, rhythmic buzzing erupted from the pile of discarded trousers on the stone floor. "Damn it," Buck growled, his green eyes flashing dark. "I am on shift for the watch."

My sister lied and accused me of cheating right in the middle of the college entrance exam, all to snatch my guaranteed spot in college. My results were voided, and I was banned from taking the exam for life. "I don't want her to stray from the straight and narrow…" My sister cried in front of the cameras, as if she were the victim here. Then, she took the acceptance letter from a famous college that should've been mine. She also stole my boyfriend and told everyone they were an official item. Eventually, she got her happily ever after. Meanwhile, I got into a car crash on my way to the precinct to clear my name and died a horrible death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the ex

Joel inhaled a deep breath, pointed at Buck, and said angrily, “Don’t think you can take over my land just because your uncle works for Internal Affairs. It’d be best for you not to push me today or I will kill you!” “Hah-hah-hah!” Buck burst out in laughter again. “You think you can kill me, you f*cker? It’s already your blessing if I don’t kill you, you b*stard. Stop talking nonsense and pay up now. If you don’t, I’ll break your d*mn legs!” Buck’s expression was savage as angrily roared in an arrogant manner. Seated in the hall, Adrian furrowed his brows upon witnessing this scene. Mya turned around and asked a woman sitting behind her, “What is going on, ma’am? Is it true that the Snows o

Leaving is impossible even if I wanted to but its worth the risk. "Anywhere that isn't here" I yell. "Unless you wanna die, you'll stay here with your pack and listen to me" "Maybe, I want to die" I utter angrily leaving without looking back. I slam the door of my room shut and roll my eyes when I see Buck in it. He lays calmly on my bed reading a book which we both knew was an act. He was waiting for me. "I heard you yelling at Dad." He says as I walk in.

The twirling and the ticking stop, a dark look casts over his face. "We both know that wasn't a terrorist attack." He then inches closer. For some reason the air in the room suddenly got thicker, it's much harder to breathe. Composure, I must maintain composure. Deciding on playing the role of the oblivious damsel I reply. "I'm not following Mr Valkov."

She crowed. “I’m just thankful you didn’t use the nutcracker on me, Lils.” I admit as I blink until all the sand is out of my eyes and walk over to where Buck is standing and waiting. His match is already over, he lucked out and got one of the smaller males.

As soon as he finished speaking, the affection score dropped from 99 percent to zero. So, that was his final blow. He wanted to take away the very last bit of hope I had. But I let him down. I didn't cry or scream. I just gave a quiet laugh and said, "Thanks, Zachary. Thank you for finally setting me free." Then, I hung up and told the system, "I'm ready. Let's go."

Terrified, Buck quickly nodded before shouting at the villagers, "Stop! Everyone, stop! Over a dozen people have already been killed outside. Anyone who keeps this up will die, too!" Huh? The villagers, who'd been happily grabbing everything in sight in a fiendish craze, stopped at once. "Are you sure about that?" someone asked. "Is your brain full of shit, Ernie? Are you doubting my words? Go out and see for yourself, then!" Buck snapped. Instantly, the villagers calmed down and started to feel fearful.

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.

Jason's first instinct was that it had to be some media stunt. Diana was his wife. There was no way she would marry someone else. The person on the other end spoke again. "There's something else. The new leadership seat is up in the air." The alliance between the Mortons and the Harts. The election for the next leader. The two things were tangled together. Jason felt his head spin, like there was a thread connecting everything, pulling tight, but he couldn't see it clearly or make sense of it.