Bones And Booth Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I’ve already scooped her into my arms before she can protest. Bones opens the back door for us, and we dive in. The moment we’re inside her, I claim her lips again. Tbc.

A small swat rang out and Sigourney groaned again. “That's your homecoming present. But I do sorta regret it now.” She admitted, her voice still breathless and the chuckle that escaped the mouth of the silver-haired lady had Gabriel's heart shuddering in his chest. He frowned. “As you should.” “Ugh! Get the fuck off me, Josy.” Sigourney began flailing her legs from beneath her friend's straddling body. “Babe, help! I'm being molested here.” Despite himself, Gabriel smiled with an eye-roll.

Cyrus leaned down, his cold breath brushing my ear as he threatened, "You refuse to apologize, huh? Then you'll go hungry and thirsty until you admit your fault." Beside him, Sophia clapped her hands and laughed. "Alpha Cyrus, don't waste your breath. If she's not dying, she can endure it." With that, they turned and left. The cabin door slammed shut behind them, and they locked me in. Wolfsbane spread through my veins, turning my skin a faint purple. As my consciousness blurred, only one thought remained—I'd make Cyrus and Sophia bleed for this.

Holding it up for him he lets go of my hair bowing once more to open his mouth wide and gulp it down. "Not bad." He utters his thumb tenderly rubbing the sides of my mouth cleaning the traces of the gruel that lingers. Satisfied that I am well fed and groomed Phobos arises stretching his limbs to take a peek inside the tent a soft grunt parting his lips. I swallow tensely the beats of my heart picking up as I set the bowl beside me and arise as well for I suppose he will have me now. "What are you doing, Theia?" He asks a bewildered frown settled amid his eyebrows as he watches the way I slowly strip myself off the blanket exposing my bare flesh to him little by little.

In an instant, the skeleton released a dazzling brilliance, trying to stop Meat Bun from taking the little needle away. "Boom!" A horrible essence was released fiercely, as if it had broken through the sky. At this moment, the whole cell was filled with dazzling light beam. "Meow..." However, it seemed that Meat Bun's means were also not simple. It stretched out its claws gently and directly grabbed the long needle in its hand. After that, its figure quietly flashed and disappeared from the prison without a trace. "Roar!" An angry roar burst out from the skeleton again. Even though they were separated by Prohibition, Zephyr Khan could sense how terrifying the majesty in the roar was!

I don’t know why but it felt like the room had grown somewhat cold, there was an icy tension in the air but I didn’t want to move from my position. I had been blessed with some nice soft melons that smelled so sweet while squeezing me, no guy would want to leave that, definitely not me. Especially not this embrace. “Oh?” Roxy started, “No wonders you cause so much trouble. If it weren’t for the mate bond, no guy would ever want you.” “Oh guess I’m lucky then! I got myself such a snac while yours probably saw you and left even with the mate bond present.” “You little bitch-” Roxy was ready to rip Maya’s skin off and the situation was getting out of hand.

I wanted to hear the small, broken sound he’d make when I stroked him slow at first, then faster, until he was trembling and begging and spilling over my fingers. The fantasy hit so hard I nearly groaned aloud. I wasn’t supposed to want him. Not like this. But it's hard to push the thought away. Tommy had been my true mate. Noah was supposed to be a bandage, nothing more. A familiar face to soothe the madness. Not this.

(POV: BRIANNA) The man pulled his fingers out of my mouth slowly. A thin string of saliva connected my lips to his fingertips in the dimness of that dark room. Booth seven felt like a studio entirely isolated from the rest of the world. The crimson illumination cast massive shadows across the velvet walls. I could barely make out his features. He wore a heavy black mask that covered almost his entire face. However, as he moved, the light caught his perfectly aligned, stark white teeth—a dangerous contrast to the darkness enveloping him.

Lyra Nightbane POV "This is a great idea! He can wear that hockey skirt himself! I am telling your ears it suits his fur perfectly," Boyce Shawn chuckles loudly, taking the quick opportunity to dig Armand’s grave right on the shop rugs. Armand glares at his face with hot yellow eyes. "Will your bones die if your mouth does not talk?" "Yeah, maybe! What are your eyes looking at over there?" Boyce asks, noticing Armand’s face change fast out of nowhere.

And I wasn’t the kind of man to make a sacrifice for anyone else. Maybe the sex would be incredible. But we were just too stubborn to find out. 8 SIENA Bones sat across from me at the table in the bar, looking furious from the second he took his seat. Covered in tattoos and awash imminent threat as he was, not even his pretty eyes could make him seem harmless. His muscles stretched his t-shirt, and his broad shoulders looked like a solid wall. A glass of scotch sat in front of him, and he downed it quickly before he ordered another.