Brooklyn Nine-nine Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"No, you're Jenna. You've finally returned." Tears streamed down her face in thick rivulets. "I'm so sorry for letting you suffer for nine long years. But now, you have me, and all my love is yours. You don't need to be afraid anymore. That little wretch is gone. She got exactly what she deserved, just like that monster…" Fear coursed through Anna, making her body quake. She flailed in a desperate and weak frenzy, as if she might crumble into pieces. Mom rose, carrying a bowl of her ever-greasy stew. "Jenna, just drink a little…"

“This is about war.” His stomach dropped. “What are you planning?” “Not planning,” she replied. “Preparing.” “For what?” “For the moment she realizes the Alpha King will never truly choose her over his kingdom.” Liam’s jaw tightened. “You don’t know him.” “I know power,” Jenny said. “And power always comes first.” Her gaze darkened. “And when she gets hurt again… she will come back.” His heart twisted painfully. “She won’t.” “She will,” Jenny insisted. “Because broken mates always return to where their pain began.”

He still has his hand on my waist, our body was still in touch, and his tall figure was hard to justify with my smaller one. But it is what it is! I am Ashely Brooke, a no-one of New York City, who has started dating Blake Jensen, A popular billionaire of our country.

He looked at me and said it in a warning tone. "Girlfriend? I'm not your girlfriend.." "What?!" "I never agree to your statement, Blane. A relati-" "Babe.. We both like each other." "I like you too." We both turned or headed to see Brooklyn standing there smirking. "Why are you here?" Blane asked in a cold tone. "I was going to crash here because Jess is being so annoying.. I think it's her period today." I chuckled. "Get out!" Blane hissed and Brooklyn smirked.

I spoke as if I don’t have a clue. Brooklyn looked at me and smiled, giving me a small wink, “Gamma Dimitri needed help getting home,” she shrugged, “just paying it forward sissy, he did save my life, I think I can make sure he safely gets to his room,” her smile went to an evil smirk quickly. My eyes went wide, a chuckle left my chest before I could stop it, “Brooklyn, do you think it’s proper for you to take an unmated male to his room?” I arched my brow to her.

Penelope could not believe the scene that was displayed in front of her, so she stepped forward and started smacking and slapping Brooklyn. Brooklyn turned away from her and cursed, “Have you lost your f*cking mind? Who the f*ck do you think you are? I was just fooling around with you. I have a wife and children, haven’t you realized that?”