Bucky Barnes Fanfic Novels & Stories

Back then we both had a future; now it seems that neither of us does. The gate arm rises as I press my employee tag to the scanning device by the entrance. I catch a glimpse of Bart in the booth; he raises his coffee cup in a greeting gesture. He’s unlikely to ask any questions, not after I have warned him that I’d be dropping by with my date to spend some quality time in one of the deserted warehouses. I’m not the first of the guys on the night shift to do that. I wonder how much he can see as we drive past him, but with the makeup Raven’s wearing, he’s likely to be mistaken for a girl. I park in front of the long brick building with dark glassless windows.

PHEROMONE BLIND STARWRITES CHAPTER 4: THE CAMPUS HEARTTHROB Lucas left the hospital in a daze. The doctor's words echoed relentlessly in his mind. You were born an Omega. Someone altered your records. The envelope containing his medical report felt unusually heavy in his hand, as though it carried the weight of his entire life. He had walked this road to Blackwood Academy hundreds of times, yet today everything looked unfamiliar. Students laughed as they streamed through the school gates. Clubs recruited new members near the fountain, while the sound of basketballs echoed from the outdoor court.

I asked before biting into my food. "The biker bar owned by the Alpha." He said. "You mean where y'all deliberate on your next kill?" Max chuckled. I had not been expecting that reaction. "No, that's where we take requests," he chuckled, winking at me. "Really?" "No. Of course not. It's just a bar that doubles as a biker's bar. That's it. I'd take you there, but I'm not sure how the Alpha would feel." "Thanks for reminding me that I'm a prisoner. Because prisoners get gourmet meals and charming jailers," I said, picking at my food even though my appetite had started to sour.

yeah maybe. Nel and I don't talk too often since we're both in school and he's pretty busy, but I'm actually excited for a college party. Part of me said yes to make Damien jealous but there's no making that guy jealous, so I'm just going to enjoy myself fuck Damien and his indecisiveness. "Baz!" I hear my name as I'm sitting on the ground outside reading, looking up I see Daryl McManus captain of the basketball team walking towards me. "I've been looking for you man"

Out of the Chaos Keira took the one man down and Sasha the other. Amid this battlefield there sat Sasha holding onto Buck's last breath for as long as she could. While the battle was won Buck was losing. "We are winning Buck you can't leave now." Buck's head was resting on her lap. Her tears dropped and made a trail over his face. His hand reached out to touch her face. "I am afraid you have to see this one through yourself. I am one of the lucky ones, I got to experience true love. I got to meet an angel."

I’m the one who became quick friends with him when I should’ve become suspicious, especially after he told me about the scar. But how would I have guessed that he knew about Ryder and me? Uncle Barty throws his head back, screws his eyes shut, then pinches the bridge of his nose. After taking a deep breath, he asks, “You two kids have the slightest idea of what you're doing?” Ryder is the one who answers. “Not really.” Cassandra appears behind Ryder and squeezes his shoulder. “But we do, Barty, so we’ll help them every step of the way. We’ll give them our full support.” Her eyes meet mine from across the room. “After all, there’s nothing more inspiring than true love.”

The place I had always wanted to be. "Why are you excited?" Buck slow cracky voice rings in my ears. I watch him yawn and sit up on the bed. His gaze boring deep into mine. "Why are you so excited my love?" "Oh Buck. I'm just happy I'll get to be yours. By tomorrow you'll be the new alpha and then I'll be by your side and we will seal this bond forever. Isn't that great?" "It sure is. But I miss my mum" Not again with this mum talk. Isn't he just gonna get over it. When he isn't looking I roll my eyes in disgust.

I asked before biting into my food. "The biker bar owned by the Alpha." He said. "You mean where y'all deliberate on your next kill?" Max chuckled. I had not been expecting that reaction. "No, that's where we take requests," he chuckled, winking at me. "Really?" "No. Of course not. It's just a bar that doubles as a biker's bar. That's it. I'd take you there, but I'm not sure how the Alpha would feel." "Thanks for reminding me that I'm a prisoner. Because prisoners get gourmet meals and charming jailers," I said, picking at my food even though my appetite had started to sour.

Jasper I had to pretend I was cool with everything Gwen said yesterday but my insides sank. I was on fire. I wanted to punch the guy who was confessing his love to her. It's not easy fighting my desire to hold on to someone like Gwen and letting her go because that's what the initial plan was about—we let each other go when the time came.

“I much prefer going out to drink with my friends and coworkers after work.” “Ah,” I nod and turn away. “How many friends do you—” “Hello?” Dante interrupts me mid-sentence. “Is that you, Bucky?” “Hey man! We’re going out for drinks right now! Where are you? We’re waiting!” a voice comes through the speakers and I can only assume that his name is Bucky. Dante looks at me from the corner of his eye. I cross my arms over my chest and raise an eyebrow, a small scowl overtaking my face. He rolls his eyes and speeds up, abandoning all safe driving tips and blowing through red lights.