911 Fanfiction Buck Transfer Novels & Stories

Looking into Susan’s eyes Medusa held Buck’s neck and kissed his lips shocking Susan and Buck. Buck was dumbfounded by her actions. Did she really kiss him in front to kitten? For the first time in his life he felt butterflies in his tummy. Her soft lips sucked his bottom lip clumsily making him groan with happiness. Susan covered her mouth looking at the kissing couple. Buck is related to Lucien which explains their identical features. Poison knew about that from the beginning but never told her. She never saw Buck’s real face but knew he is special to Poison. That’s the reason she always told Poison to stay away from Buck because if Buck occupies Poison’s heart then she can never demand an

,she looks at me. "Bad angel, I kiss her head, both are going to die for this",she sighs. I lay with her and I look at the doorway wishing my dad would walk through it but I know he is in surgery. Mom should be out by now I hope. "Alpha, I'm mind linked, council wants to transfer them to a bigger prison",I scoff. "Refuse the transfer I'm on the way",I mind link back. I rush down and hear Jim talking to the enforcers.

"Not always. Let's say that you're just unlucky. So are we good now? Or you wish to continue this zipping and padlock game?" "No, no! We're good." he hastily said. "Good then. By the way, welcome to Psycho squad. If you work hard enough, you can be our main jungler someday and no, unless we don't want you anymore. You aren't allowed to leave." He nodded and she patted his shoulder. "I'll talk to my friends. You'll get to play with us tomorrow in MCL. One of them will go solo." "Okay." he nodded. "Will you please have some spine? You don't know how to complain? You are a fox shifter. Have some spine. Even Elena, a rabbit shifter, has so much spine in arguments. Why are you so timid?"

His free hand moved between them, rubbing her clit in firm circles. “Look at me while you read,” he ordered, voice rough with lust. “I want to see your face when you say her greedy fucking demands.” Jessica’s eyes met his, glazed with overwhelming pleasure. Her lips trembled as she continued reading between gasps and cries. “‘The respondent… is to… transfer… all rights to the… Nantucket property… within thirty days…’” Charlie smiled darkly, pounding harder into her dripping cunt, claiming her completely on top of the very document that had once pissed him off.

“I love you peach!” Second period, I was at my wits end. Everyone who approached me got barked at, I couldn’t focus on my work at all. My legs were constantly twitching, and I was sure my face must have looked like thunder. I had completely switched off to all of my surroundings, when Chris tapped me on the shoulder, “WHAT?!” I almost took his head off, but he pointed at the door… suddenly the world came back into focus, and I could smell it again, honey and vanilla. Mila. She was here, but why? And Ebony too, I took a look at Brad, his face lit up when he saw Ebony with Mila. “Excuse me, Mr. Garrett?” Mila spoke up, and my eyes followed her across the classroom, everyone was staring at me,

Ashley whispered softly to me. I nodded, watching Henry giggle at something silly on his plate. “I just… I can’t lose him. Not for anything.” The bar finally filled completely and Luca exhaled. “The transfer is done and all data is saved now” He held the phone, looking at me intently. “It’s gone, if you approve.” I swallowed. “Do it.” He placed the old phone into a small metal container, pressed a button, and it sealed shut. The glow died instantly, leaving the room feeling lighter.

I could transfer the money and make this nightmare disappear. At least for today. "Fine." I pulled out my phone with trembling hands. "Give me your account information." "That's my girl." Bill's grin was triumphant. "I knew you'd see reason." The transfer took less than a minute. I watched the confirmation appear on my screen, feeling like I was selling a piece of my soul. "There. It's done. Now leave and never come back."

I muttered, refusing to meet his gaze. He let out a low chuckle, the sound grating against my nerves. "You’re terrible at bluffing, Riley." "Just move," I snapped, my frustration boiling over. Instead, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. His fingers moved over the screen with practiced ease, and a moment later, my own phone buzzed in my hand. Frowning, I glanced at the notification. My heart nearly stopped. Incoming transfer: $50,000.00 "What—what is this?" I stammered, staring at the screen in disbelief.

"That woman is a lunatic. She wants us to have sexual relations in order to satisfy each other." Keith did not express his views, and his mind began to wander. How did Abby pull it off? Why must she question Lucas about it? These were inside his head. Keith retrieved his cup and drank from it. When he placed it on the glass table, he looked at Luke and smiled. "Don't worry, I'll communicate with her. However, the transfer is essential. It originated from the head, not from Smith. And I will be joining the squad as well, so don't worry."

“I’m not leaving you!” “…you don’t understand—!” “I do,” I cut in. “It needs me. That’s why you’re still fighting.” The system glitches. “…priority shift…” “…target reassigned…” The air fractures. A thin ripple tears through the space between us—like reality itself just blinked. Something invisible snaps— and I feel it. A sharp, cold sting in my chest. “—!” My breath catches violently. “…transfer initiated…” “No—!” Leon roars.