Bucky Barnes Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

“Practice is cut short today. Everyone shower up quick. We’re going to Benny’s for milkshakes and sandwiches. My treat. And I mean everyone is coming with a good attitude.” The team lit up instantly. Benny’s was legendary—greasy, comforting diner food after a hard practice or game. The promise of massive sandwiches piled with cheese and meat, crispy fries, and thick milkshakes in every flavor had the guys grinning and chatting excitedly as they headed to the lockers. “Hell yeah, chocolate shake for me,” Jamal said, already rubbing his hands together. “Extra bacon on the burger too.” Ethan stayed quiet, the memories still burning low in his gut. He changed slowly, avoiding Marcus’s side of th

She wasn't like her father and she had planned not to be like him. ''Its over.'' Aliyah sighed. ''Yes, it is my love.'' Lucas said, giving her hands a gentle squeeze. ''I did it… i did it.'' Patrick gave them a moment as he led the men to round up the barn to see what they could find. He wasn't sure if they would find anything but still, he still wanted to try. ''I'm mighty proud of you.'' Lucas smiled. He kissed her, pouring all of his love into the kiss. Now, they could live their lives in peace without any major threats hanging over their heads. It was all he wanted and he was glad he was alive to witness it.

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.

The rest of the day was fairly free though he did have some set-up to do for the Friday night event. "I'm heading into town for a bit. Need anything?" "No. You going to do something stupid?" Garth tilted his head. "Probably. I'll call if I need bail." Benji was going to figure out a way to get Dixie to talk to him. He let himself out of the barn and headed for his truck. When Bunny had summoned him to the library last week he hadn't been prepared for what waited for him. The sucker punch he'd felt at realizing how little Dixie had trusted him hurt. He'd nursed his wounds and given her some space. She couldn't hide from him forever.

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.

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.”