911 Fanfiction Buck Transfer Novels & Stories

Cross sat beside me, still, hands folded over his folder. For one second, I was certain the whole world had rehearsed this scene. Except me. The judge kept talking, like he was closing a contract. "…the child is to be transferred within 24 hours, peacefully, with the presence of counsel if necessary." Transferred. The word hit me like something solid. I blinked, and the thought came late. Stupid. Impossible. They're taking Bella from me. My throat closed. My heart started beating in the wrong place, too loud, uneven. I looked at Cross like he was an emergency exit.

The transfer was about 95% complete. She bit the tip of her finger nervously, trying to come up with an excuse while she prayed silently for the transfer to complete. “How did he get here so fast?” Ivan's footsteps echoed closer. 99%. Just as the doorknob twisted, the phone completed its transfer. Arabella grabbed her phone, slammed the laptop shot and ran to the door, standing just in front of it as it flew open. Ivan's brows raised, “Arabella, what are you…” Arabella’s eyes caught the faint stain of red on his palm and quickly grabbed it.

Lucifer was certainly not a fish. He was a shark. Buck only wanted to offer some advice, but he hadn’t expected to step on a landmine. "I didn’t mean it like that..." "Stop talking, I don’t want to hear it." Leanne interrupted him. “Okay,” said Buck. Zachary’s steps were quick as he returned home. He almost left Frank behind outside the elevator. The two of them were in the elevator—one stared at the gradually rising red numbers. The other leaned against the elevator wall, lazily tapping on his phone.

EMBERLY Transitioning back to the crowded college campus the following day felt entirely surreal. I sat near the back of the massive, tiered lecture hall, staring blankly at the projected slides while my physical body continued to ache heavily from the intense, incredibly raw claiming Jordan had subjected me to in his dormitory. My mind was completely spiraling out of control, agonizing over the incredibly dangerous, fragile pact I had just made with the Alpha heir. My encrypted burner phone vibrated violently inside the pocket of my oversized hoodie, jarring me from my dark thoughts. I pulled the device out and saw the secure line connecting directly from Beta Ronan.

My eyes never left the door, the way she swayed her hips when she walked away, giving these sassy vibes. That small mouth needs to be taught a lesson, she needs to make good use of that tiny mouth. ‘To suck my dick,’ That thought came into my brain and I could feel my dick twitch. Dammit! I need a very strong alcohol, something that could take my mind off her. Just as I was about to call Logan to get the car ready, my phone rang. I pulled out my phone from my pocket, on the screen was Darren. His face popped up as soon as I clicked on receiving.

I cussed in my mind with a snort on my lips. Aleric held on to the throttle of his motorcycle harder, revving it a little to warm up the engines, “And I hope you won't regret this, bumblebee,” he smirked, looking over his shoulder to me who was behind him, settled on the bike like nothing was going to happen anyway.

"Bypassing the facial recognition wall buys us at least forty-eight hours of pure radio silence from the Knight lawyers. I am starting the transfer sequence now." The diner went completely quiet, save for the low, rhythmic hum of the old pie refrigerator in the corner and the steady clicking of Mia's keyboard. For ten long minutes, nobody in the booth spoke a word. We just sat there, watching the digital progress bar on the screen slowly tick upward, our breaths held in the dim light. Transfer 45% complete... Transfer 78% complete... Transfer 100% complete. International funds cleared.

Bucky lifted his foot and stepped out. After nine o’clock, the hospital was very quiet. Bucky returned to the car, he lowered his head and lit a cigarette. He remembered Alina and Noble in the photo he had just seen, he didn’t know what the two were talking about but Alina curled her lips and smiled, Noble stood beside her, he lowered his head slightly, the distance between the two was not too far nor too close, not to the point of being vague but seeing it made his heart feel like there was a thorn stabbing it.

I whispered, my voice barely audible against the howling wind. Nicholas locked eyes with me, his expression softening despite the chaos. He gave me a small, reassuring smile and mouthed, "Just trust me." My chest heaved as I swallowed hard, nodding slightly, though my hands trembled by my sides. "Is that all?" Nicholas demanded. Daniel’s grin widened as he stepped forward "Transfer a hundred million to this account," he said, tossing a piece of paper onto the ground, where the wind tried to carry it away. "Then your sunshine is all yours."

Relief flickered briefly in my chest. “But,” he added, “it doesn’t erase what he went through.” “I know,” I whispered. “And I’ll carry that forever.” I straightened slightly, forcing myself to focus. “That’s why I’m here. That’s why I’m doing this.” I wiped my face again, taking a steady breath. “Help me fix what I broke.” Ben hesitated. “We need the spell book,” I said. “Please find it. If there’s any record of soul transfer, it’ll be there. We could use that….to transfer Nick's soul.”