Bucky X Steve Novels & Stories

Katherine’s voice was calm, but her fingers tightened around her parents’ hands as she gently led them toward the living room where Steve was standing. “Mom, Dad… I want you to meet Steve. He’s my husband.” She swallowed before continuing. “This is Nerine, his daughter. And this is Luke, his friend.” David and Leonor both looked at Steve at the same time. If they were judging purely by appearance, the difference between him and Richard was obvious. Steve stood tall and composed, even with a bandage wrapped around his arm. There was something solid about him—quiet confidence, the kind that didn’t need to prove itself.

“What? How?” “The Truce Pack went against their Alpha,” Hank explained. “They refused to fight anymore. They demanded peace. They said they wouldn’t let him continue his madness.” Hughes continued, “Their Alpha had no choice but to come forward and apologize publicly. Everything has been settled.” I didn’t know what to say. I just sat there, staring at them with this strange warm feeling spreading inside me. My shoulders finally relaxed in a way I didn’t even know they needed. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “Thank you for everything.”

“Who am I fighting?” “You'll see,” “What do you mean I'll see? Just tell me already,” “Fine, it's Xony,” “Are you kidding me? That bastard?” I gritted my teeth in anger. “He was the only one left and he agreed. You can still back down if you want alright?” “No, it will be fun beating the hell out of him though,” I flexed my wrist. “Hey, keep your emotions out of this alright,” Steve warned. “I'll try”, I mumbled.

I hurried out of the room and joined Steve in the car. I sat right beside him in the driver’s seat. He drove out. The school was about an hour's drive. “Did you see Xavier at the pack house before leaving?” I asked. “No, I left before he got out of bed,” He replied. I said nothing afterwards. “He still has feelings for you, you know that right?” Steve muttered. I was not entirely sure of that. The way he responded when I talked to him in the pack was cold. It was probably better this way.

My jaw dropped when I saw my mom and stepdad sitting in chairs across from another man and woman. I studied the strangers carefully, then noticed the features they shared with Steve. No doubt, they had to be his parents. Steve’s parents were actually here? Meanwhile, Maxton and Steve stood against opposite walls, arms crossed, avoiding each other’s eyes like their lives depended on it. Steve’s face had bruises. One black eye, swollen lips and a bleeding nose he held a tissue to stop the blood. Maxton, on the other hand, had a bruise on his cheek; it was obvious he had been punched there, but otherwise he looked fine. What the hell was going on with them?

“Oh…that Alyssa.” He stepped forward with a calm smile. “I’m Steve, Duncan’s Beta.” He said stretching forth his hands. Beta? So that was what he was. But Duncan was a very weird person. Why didn’t he introduce me to his Beta all this time? I took his hands and shook him. “Oh, it’s nice to meet you.” “Working as his personal assistant must be very exhausting.” He said in a teasing tone. “You have no idea.” “Can you both stop?” Duncan snapped with a frown plastered on his face.

Bucky's expression changed slightly, but very quickly, he reacted, retracting his emotions, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile: "A playboy coming back is probably only in fairy tales, Noble, you take care of it yourself." After speaking, Bucky turned around with a cold expression, walking towards the bar outside. It's just that he hadn't taken a few steps when he heard Noble's voice: "Bucky, I've liked Alina for many years." Bucky's footsteps paused for a moment; he didn't turn back to distinguish whether Noble's words were true or false. He and Noble had been rivals for many years, regardless of whether Noble's words were true or just to provoke him; Bucky would know immediate

"No Steve! You can have her because I've managed everything. She's going to get away from my Nick and then she won't have anyone to fuck her. At that time, she will come to you. You can accept that offer and fulfil your fantasies! Don't lose hope, man!" Ew! I disgust her even more now. She is the ugliest woman I have ever seen in my entire life. How could she say that? Is she a woman or not? "You're crazy! After this beating, I-I don't think I can do it. It's like it's my lesson and if I don't learn, I'll die next time." Steven has learnt something. He will surely die next time if he tries to molest my mate once again. "So I'm not going to help you after that. I'm even going to take my accus

the men responded in unison, faces red, muscles trembling under the relentless weight of punishment. These were the same men who had accompanied Matthew to the fateful transaction with Mr. Kuznetsov, the bearded Russian traitor who had almost ended the young heir’s life. Ten had left with him, but only five returned. They were punished not just for failure—but for nearly losing their boss’s son. Theo was among them, silently mourning the comrades who had died, but he could not show it; survival demanded obedience. His heart thumped painfully as he replayed the moment that had almost been his last—the gun barrel aimed at his head, the moment before fate intervened.

What the fuck happened to him? Behind him stand some burly men in black suits with stern expressions, surely Bryan Tatum’s bodyguards. They appear rather frustrated, likely having struggled to prevent Caden from barging in—but he managed it anyway. That’s just how much of a pain in the ass he is. As Bryan’s eyes scrutinize Caden, he inquires, “Him?” “Yup. He’s the bully stepbrother I mentioned.” Bryan rises from his seat, extending his hand in a mature handshake. “Hey, man.”