Brooklyn 99 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Chapter 43 The bartender pushed her from him, into the room and ran away before the stranger could say a word. Kira tried to get up from the floor where she had fallen, but her leg keep wobbling on each other. The image in front of her was a blur and she couldn’t see a thing but her body didn’t stop heating up as an image of being pinned to the wall and fucked senseless kept assaulting her brain. She tried to grab into the nearest object to her and her hand found something hard yet soft, not think straight and wanting to get up grin the floor, she held onto it and push herself up from the floor.

Grace challenges and Sebastian grunts marginally. "In my honest opinion, the City is noisy and cluttered. Brooklyn is sometimes a little noisy as well, what with all the trains, taxis, and traffic, but it's alive and filled with life." River explicates and Grace beams in appreciation. "Do you like the city, Mr. Black?" "It has it moments," he shrugs and Rivers settles into his seat, feeling the tenseness in his shoulders release subtly. "Mr. Black, we'll be arriving at our destination in less than twenty minutes." The pilot announces over the PA system and Sebastian sits up.

Amelia sighed and fidgeted with her food when a very pregnant Brooklyn waddled into the cafeteria for her lunch. At eight months, she was facing her pregnancy bravely, coming to work regularly. The two girls had become inseparable, despite Ryder’s involvement in their lives. Amelia knew how much Brooklyn loved Nikolas. She could never think of another man even if she didn’t reunite with him. What Ryder was dreaming was almost impossible! But she didn’t have the heart to break it out to Ryder. Maybe he would realize it, eventually. “Hey! Why are you eating all alone? Where’s the boss?” asked Brooklyn with a chuckle, as she sat with her to eat.

"Fine." "Good. Are you strong enough to get dressed on your own?" Brooklyn asked. I rolled my eyes. "Of course, I'm strong enough to get dressed on my own." But the minute I got up, I crumpled, and fell to the ground. Brooklyn sighed and helped me up. "Okay, I might actually need help." "You're not a big, bad, Alpha anymore," said Brooklyn, "and you're not going to be as long as you keep on denying this."