Novel & Cerita Bucky Barnes X Reader Protective

Then the device chirped again, and his attention returned to the panel. I stood several feet behind him, watching his hands work. The emergency light cast a dull gray glow across his knuckles, exposing scars I had noticed before but never really studied. Some were thin and white. Others disappeared beneath his sleeves. His hands had always seemed too dangerous for the gentleness they sometimes showed me. I remembered those fingers against my face, beneath my chin, at the back of my neck. I remembered his mouth against mine and the way he always pulled away first, as if desire itself were another threat he had been trained to eliminate. The thought made my chest tighten. Kaelen had spent mont

With one smooth, firm motion, he pulled Barnabas’s arm away from my waist. “She told you to let go,” Xander said. His voice was like ice. He stepped between us, his body acting like a shield. He put his hand on the back of my chair, making it very clear where his loyalties were. Barnabas’s eyes snapped open. The "unconscious" act disappeared in a second. He looked up at Xander, his jaw tight and his face turning a dark shade of red. He ripped his arm out of Xander’s grip and stood up. The stomach pain seemed to have vanished completely.

He looked lucid, but dangerous—his eyes glowing a steady, lethal amber. Madison sat beside him, weeping into her silk sleeves. Across from them, a standoff. Harper Bennett was backed into a corner, clutching a broken bottle like a dagger. Her brother, Grant Lawson, stood in front of her, his hands raised in a useless plea. "Avery, thank the Moon," Harper gasped, her face bruised. "Tell this Alpha bastard to back off. I only told his mistress what she is." "What she is," Hudson rumbled, his voice a low-frequency vibration that made the glass on the tables shatter, "is someone under my protection. And your friend here decided to test the sharpness of her claws."

Edward, who had just suffered a sneak attack, suddenly turned his screams into laughter, which froze us. He couldn't have been beaten silly, could he? Edward laughed and stood up straight, and he suddenly pulled out a crotch protector from his pants with a relaxed expression. "I was prepared for this. This piece of crotch protector is made of the latest memory foam, which provides better protection than traditional iron, and it also prevents your attacker's knees from being shaken, achieving a win-win effect." Me & Xavier, "..." Well, the two of them, Xavier and I only silently watch the show.

Xander and Carolina read them at night, aloud, grading their literary merit—she with sharp disdain, he with reluctant amusement. And when the threats came too close, when the city’s nerves twitched, it fell to Xander to become the shield. The muscle memory was there, even if the muscle was sometimes literal metal: the instant calculation of best angles, the dance of interposition. Carolina hated it, this silent sacrificial calculus, but never complained. Instead, she stole his nights, pulling him into bed, building a wall of books and blankets and sweat between themselves and the outside world. One night, as they lay side by side, listening to the rain guttering down the windmill’s battered

“I refuse to be like some other Alpha’s who just take what they want without thought to their mate’s needs. How their mates forgive them for those acts, I’ll never know…” “Gwen is lucky to have someone like you,” Bucky says, smiling and then finishing the drink he had been sipping. “But I should head out. I doubt the two of you will stay clear of one another much longer, and I do not want to be here when you two start… for my own safety.” I lowered my hands from my head and blink over at Bucky. “Why would you be in danger from… um, those acts?” I ask, hesitantly. I almost don’t want to know the answer.

"I have to know in order to protect what you are protecting. Why do you think I am here?" Okay! Does this game ever stop? At first, Xander said he is protecting me. Now, Xavier is claiming that he has to protect me. When did these two gentlemen whom I know a very little about has become my knights in shining armour without my knowledge? "What do you mean?" Alexander is equally puzzled then immediately he gained his composure as if he understood. "That douche met you. Didn't he? " He questioned. "What did he say?" He referred to Jonathan. It is from him,I needed to be protected. Isn't that what they have been talking about?

I asked. " No idea." Beau says standing up. And I stood up as well and the guards stepped closer. The women then stood up and looked directly at me and held out a device in her hand and started cackling to herself. " Nothing can stop Jackson. You messed with the wrong Alpha." She says and I saw the timer on the device.

BEN Sometimes, when something bad happens to you, you don’t tell people so they don’t pity you or offer pitiful looks. Gracie keeps doing that. She’s so overprotective and watchful of me like she’s afraid I’ll break down any second. I’m okay. “Can you stop?” I grumble out. She’s on my bed pretending to read a novel. The hand holding the book lowers. “I don’t like it.” “You don’t like what?”

NOTICE: BOOK FOR OVER 18 YEARS OLD!!!! Contains Triggers! The Bodyguard is the first book in the “Project Guardian of the Phoenix” series. HOT book prohibited for minors, with scenes of explicit sex, physical and psychological violence and profanity. Despite being a story of love and overcoming, this book contains triggers. ️ Good reading!!! Hello dear reader! This is the first book in the series. Leave suggestions and the evaluation so I can get to know a little about you. At the end of reading, tell me which characters you would like to have your story.