Bucky Barnes Wattpad Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, Mom. It's my fault for being so useless. Let's go home. This time, I'll definitely keep you safe." I held the bundle of ashes tightly in my arms, like I was cradling the most precious treasure in the world. Then, I staggered to my feet. "Let's go home, Mom…" But just then, the warehouse doors were kicked open. The leader of the loan sharks stood at the entrance with more than a dozen thugs behind him, who were all sneering at us. "Trying to leave? Where's the money then?" Randall immediately hid behind Alicia, his voice trembling as he exclaimed, "Save me, Alicia. T-They'll kill me!"

BENJI WISHED DIXIE WAS here. She'd know all the questions to ask, what should be written down. All he had was the printout she'd left in her mailbox this morning. He'd picked it up on his way out of town, following the ambulance transferring Garth from their little hospital to the big heart ward in the city.

I scoffed, of course it wasn’t going to be that simple. My name is Deane Maeve, an FBI agent and I am here on an undercover mission, to infiltrate the mafia. Zachary Stallion is the running head. On the outside he is known as a billionaire, founder of the Stallion company dealing in oil, metals and so on but that was just a cover up for the illegal business he is involved in while Mason Prince is his second in command and best friend. I have been working on this for a year now, with no lead and no way inside till I heard about the rumors that Zachary was gay and a frequent member of SLEKKYYS. !! A vip bar for strippers both male and female .

He might've even break laws and visit me just to scold me. I realized that in my clenched fist was my rebirth papers. I paused before opening, my whole body felt like it was screaming. Just open it! Slowly I unfolded it, only to be consumed with feelings I've never felt before. Rebirth assignment Name: Fawn (last name omitted) Home division: East Job assignment: The Dollhouse I folded the paper back up. As if that would make it all go away. It was all too much to take in. My head exploded with questions,

Uncle Mike said with a confused grin. I smiled at my uncle and clapped him on the back and said, “I sure don’t Uncle Mike. But you go find your second chance mate and let me know who my new aunt is in the morning.” Alpha Baylor is a work of the imagination of Artemas J R Broyles. Thank you for reading and going along on this journey. -A :)