Buck From Long Way Down Novels & Stories

He was using his laptop to track the truck. “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY? WHY DIDN'T YOU LEAD WITH THAT? I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT BITCH PUT A FUCKING BOMB IN MY TRUCK!” Bubba yelled as he ran past his nephews, now running full speed towards his truck. “Damn, he musta got a robocop hip during that surgery. He musta got a turbo button somewhere, because he sure isn't running like he got a hip replacement.” Luke said, picking up speed.

When a steel beam came crashing down, he bore the crushing weight alone and ended up dying in the fire. During Dad's funeral, Alicia had cried until her throat started to bleed. She almost fainted from the grief. But now, she'd specifically gone to meet Randall Larkin, her childhood friend, just to help him save the 100 dollars he would've had to spend on a cab. In the hall, I continued to stare at the urn. My last memories of Mom kept replaying in my mind. Before we left, we'd both been thrilled that the family would finally be reunited.

Its chains snapped and clattered to the ground, freed from their constraints. I stood there, paralyzed with fear, as Romain's enormous paws swiped me aside like a rag doll, sending me crashing to the ground. The impact knocked the wind out of me, leaving me gasping for breath. The Beast's hot breath washed over me, its teeth bared and ready to strike. Its claws dug into my shoulders, pinning me down with a grip like a vice. I didn't struggle or squirm, too terrified to move. The Beast's eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, its gaze burning into my soul like a branding iron.

She crowed. “I’m just thankful you didn’t use the nutcracker on me, Lils.” I admit as I blink until all the sand is out of my eyes and walk over to where Buck is standing and waiting. His match is already over, he lucked out and got one of the smaller males.

, she cleaned out her ear. Buck rises to his feet and heads out the door. "How can I cultivate with all this racket?" He stepped out the tavern and walked into an open space, he had walked for a while before he noticed the presence of another figure standing ahead. The new guy? He thought. When did he get out here? At least he knows how to keep his mouth shut. Should I introduce myself? "Hi..." The new guy cut him off, "Of all of them, you are the most despicable."

I was grateful for it, I really was, but--- Damn waiting for him to grow some fucking balls was getting annoying! And thinking about him, Bob (battery-operated boyfriend) just didn’t do it for me anymore. Buck had a body to absolutely die for, and I wanted to put my hands all over him! He was 6 feet, something terrible – because he was that tall! – and with guns the size of tree trunks! And yeah, I’d seen the bulge in his pants when I caught him staring a couple of times. Yeah, unless he had a wrench in his trousers, the man was hung!

"If it isn't Ruan Montague. I thought you only hung out in the city, Prez. What brings you to this neck of the woods?" Ruan didn't stand up, but I could feel the tension in his body, a coiled spring ready to snap. "Just passing through, Buck. No business with you." Buck’s eyes shifted to me, a slow, greasy grin spreading across his face. "And who’s this? A little something you picked up at the hospital? She doesn't look like your usual type." He reached out toward me, but Ruan was faster. In a flash, Ruan’s hand was around Buck’s wrist, squeezing until the man’s face went pale.

Something far more deadly, something that could endanger everything they had worked so hard to fight for. Deep became the silence within the camp because of the choking kind of tension: Leora had caught her breath in her throat. She caught a glimpse through her periphery regarding Kael and knew it didn't matter – he was much too far out, lost amongst the woods while unaware of dangers creeping ever so closer. Now, what else would she compromise?

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.

The hellcat woman uttered but before she finished her words, the world inside the bus where freeze as the new passenger came. A tall young man appeared, wearing the same uniform as they but coated with a black hoody jacket. The way he stepped the stair of the bus made everyone to look at him. His face was overshadowed by his black hoody jacket matched with some hairs that blocked his hidden face as he stooped on the floor.