Bucky X Reader Protective Novels & Stories

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 had also noticed that Matt had a thing for Lydia, and as such, was overtly protective of her. I took the remaining few minutes before we would open for the day, to brief my workers about what had happened earlier. How I was attacked by thugs, and how I succeeded in killing them all. I further advised them all to be very careful with their movements around the town, and to always watch each other's backs. Buckyard was a town consisting of both humans and 'special' humans. For one to be able to survive here, one must be very cautious and absolutely careful of his or her daily activities.

Garry Duncan coldly replied, “I don’t know anyone by the name of Commander Blake. “I only know that someone gave me fifteen million dollars and asked me to protect someone in Mordu. “Are you that person?” After a long silence, Yvonne Xavier then replied, “Yes, that would be me.” “Right, then come down here to see me. But I have to warn you. I don’t protect people that I can’t stand looking at.” “I, Garry Duncan, only protect people that I look up to.”

"How is my beautiful niece doing?" "I am better now that you have come," she said sweetly. "Can I now get rid of her?" "We will have to see if Alpha Alex's protection has worn off," he said. "She did reject him." "What are you talking about?" I snapped. "Alpha Alex's wolf was protecting you with a protection spell," Xavier said, turning his attention toward me. "It prevents us from killing you." "But we can hurt you physically," Angelica added excitedly. "We got some help from an old friend," Xavier said.

Even my eyes cannot catch anything except that the wolf who handled this book means much harm to you. "My friend brought it," I said. “His name is Derek. He studies mythology. He probably comes here to buy a lot of books. She looked startled for a moment. Then she pulled the book onto the counter and flipped through the pages again. - Yes. she breathed. "Smells a little like Derek." I don't remember selling him that particular volume, but he buys a lot of stuff from me. “Someone broke into my house today and left your perfume behind. Josh smelled it in the book.

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.

“I will protect you.” Hah… such sweet, useless words; he couldn’t even protect me from knowing all other betas like myself were waiters. “Really? Thanks. But you know me, we are both from the force, so I want to protect myself.” I answer with a shrug, and as if my answer satisfies him, it only takes a few more minutes before his breathing turns steady. Sliding the USB, which was warm from my body temperature, into the laptop was more nerve-wracking than I thought it would be.

He didn’t speak until I was settled and simply watched. “What is your relationship with Alessandro Brambilla?” I shook my head but something in his gaze stopped me from objecting aloud. “He could be more than you can handle.” “It’s not like that,” I protested. “It’s exactly like that.” His eyes ground into mine, their weight pushing me down. I didn’t know what to do. His hand came out and he placed a card on the table between us. Mr. Xavier 518-555-5185 “Use it if you need it and you will be protected.”

She put her index finger in front of my lips before I opened them, and she forbade me from asking. I haven't taken a step yet because I'm still unsure. What if that crazy Alpha ordered her to take me to another room? It turned out that it was difficult for me to believe her. 'Lavanya, if you can't trust her, trust me.' My wolf voice echoes in my head. The omega gripped my hand tightly. My heart was racing as I exited the room. I was surprised; no warriors were guarding the room. "I told you, all warriors participate in war," said the omega.

My hands were shaking so I stuck them in my pant’s pocket, tipping my chin up. Rowan would never again get the best of me. “You're shaking.” Xander said, curling his arm around my shoulders as he led me to his car. “Am I?” I asked, sliding into the car. “Yes. You have the protection of the Finnicks, Aria. Rowan will be crushed if he keeps trying to make himself a problem.” I smirked at Xander. “I promise you, Xander Lexington, the last thing I'm bothered about is Rowan. Let's talk about something else.”