Bucky X Peter Novels & Stories

But they still refused to stop. Peter hit Xavier in the stomach, and he jumped backwards from the impact. Xavier swung his own rod, hitting Peter until he collapsed to the floor. There was nothing playful about their demeanor. It looked as though they were ready to tear each other apart, gut each other. And I mean this literally. Xavier moved to hit Peter again despite him being on the floor, groaning. I quickly jumped between them, spreading out my arms. “Why, Luna? We are just getting started,” Peter muttered as he picked himself back up. I glanced back to look at him. His jaw was bruised, with bloodstains all over his white pants and shirt.

Billy was pensive in his room. He still remembered his conversation with Peter this afternoon. "It seems like your life is so peaceful, Doctor." They were already seated in the living room. As usual, Peter sat with his usual swagger. "What do you need to come here?" asked Billy, who didn't like to linger with someone who was his enemy. "Why so upset. I came to say hi to you," Peter chuckled but it wasn't funny to Billy at all. "I heard that your favorite daughter became the daughter-in-law of the Gonemanus family. Ah, never thought that little girl would turn out to be a murderer," Peter chuckled.

"Holy shit." “Happy birthday, Baby.” Bronx gives me a quick kiss on the forehead, then backs away and looks around. Nothing happens to indicate Aphrodite will try to interfere. “Peter says now that you’ve completed your quest to protect the Menae, it won't grow anymore. You can take the book home or you can destroy it. It’s up to you.” “Hold up. Wait. Wait. Wait just a second.” I sit on the edge of a chair that is pulled away from the table and tilt my head at Pan. “You've been calling yourself Peter Payne and no one has ever called you out on that crap?”

Berklee is a quack, not professional at all! Kate was beside Peter, comforting him softly, "Peter, go home with Uncle Mac, leave your father to stay with your mother." Peter's eyes were red from crying, he pouted, grabbed the bed sheet tightly, and shook his head vigorously, "I have to wait for mom to wake up." Daniel reached out to hold Peter, and kissed him on the face, "Don't cry, it will hurt your mother to see it." Peter wiped his tears with his hands, nodded, choked, and sobbed, "Yes, hey, Peter, hey, Peter isn't crying."

I heard Baxter mutter from under his breath right in front of me, his comment being the one to snap me out of my trace and stare at him, I knew what he meant by handle. “No Baxter you can’t.” I say taking his hand when we went to grasp his oh so favourite weapon from his belt, his head slowly turning down to look at me with his favourite smirk. “Oh Princess, but I can.” He answered in his darkest voice yet as Richard left the room shouting at the employees to take a break down in the lobby and wait for him there, shit was about to hit the fan for whoever told Peter that I was here. “Let me talk to him.” I sigh watching as Peter’s fight with those security guards didn’t let up for a single se

West asked, he's standing behind Peter. "I said fourth. This is the fourth surprise that I liked," cleared Peter. That answer gained a smile from West. Without hesitation, West sat on the floor, cleaned his side with his hand, and invited Peter to sit with him. Peter sat beside West, he's hugging his knees in front of him while West's hands rested on his knees too. “Are you happy?” West asked while looking at Peter. Peter nodded. "Very," he softly said. That's just the word that can describe how happy he is. How happy he is right now.

Peter said, his voice small and fragile. Bruce smiled back, but that smile had a forced air. “Hi, son. I'm fine, don't worry. They've been fair to me here,” he replied, as if to reassure the boy, but clearly his eyes told a different story. His gaze seemed penetrating, analyzing Jake and me, and it made me uneasy. I wanted to be there to protect Peter, but I knew he needed this moment with his father.

He rolls his eyes as he says, “You’re no fun, Peter. Well, I’m here. We have a lot to talk about.” I watch as the door opens, and it is William who enters, sitting on the single sofa in front of me. With William, we have the implicit deal that outside the house, he calls me boss, Mr. Bennett, or king, depending on whether we are with our people or with the humans. But inside the house, he calls us Peter and Parker since he grew up with us. He is my best friend. The three of us used to get into trouble, getting into mischief. He was always the mastermind of evacuation plans. Remembering those times makes me smile.

His men erupted in laughter, their chuckles bouncing off the warehouse walls. Peter sauntered closer, a predatory grin spreading across his face. He reached out and smacked my butt, his touch sending a wave of anger through me. “You look a little scared, and it's clear you're not the person. I could use you to warm my bed. But I won’t. Go back and tell your boss that she should come by herself.” He barely had time to finish his sentence before I moved. With a swift double kick, I landed one foot on his chest and the other on his jaw. The force sent him sprawling to the ground, his men’s laughter dying instantly.

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.