Captain America Civil War Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He eyes me immediately, my words hot stuck my mouth immediately. “Hey, Captain. I have a lot of respect for you but don’t you think you are going too far. Hurting a food transporter is a bad idea. Who will do my job when I die. What will you tell the king is the reason you got rid of the Lycan who brings him through most tribute? A girl is certainly not worth all you will lose if you attempt that and it’s not like she is running away. She works in the palace and she will come back with me when I’m leaving. You can have her then, I will be able to wait then. Even if you don’t have the chance then, you can come find her in the kitchen in the morning. Why are behaving like a love sick boy?” The

On seeing that they no longer stood a chance, some of them began to retreat while the other stared at their injured captain wondering what to do. I closed the distance between me and the injured captain, crouching to his level as I watched the rest of the warriors vanish out of sight. A smile crept to my lips because even though I had not gotten Damon, the tales of the war would be passed across to him and he will know I wasn’t one to messed with this way ever again.

He left me after an immerse stare at me that melted my heart but I had to snap out of what sensation comes in mind. How could I face him after that night? I wish to forget but Mave brings it back. His passionate kiss came flooding my head and I hated mave for doing that. Casting my mind away from evander's presence, I focused on cahir yet again. "I wish he calls me" my lips mutters and boom! A beta appears to inform me that caphir wants me in his chamber. Cahir prefers betas as his soldiers guarding the palace while the deltas fights in war. They were my pride.

The kind of man who could ruin a woman if she let him in. I closed the tab, but his image lingered in my mind long after. It wasn’t love. Not yet. But it was something dangerous and for the first time in a long while, I didn’t want to control it. The rain started as I turned off the lights: soft, relentless, inevitable. And somewhere deep down, I already knew This wouldn’t end with a wedding. It would end with a war. Chapter Two: The Billionaire at the Table (POV: Alexandra Vaughn)

So I quickly tore out a page and wrote: Where's the Captain? I folded it and tossed it toward his table, but Jayden trapped it in the air. If looks could make him evaporate, mine would have. But he still had a smile. He tore open the note and wrote on it with a smug. Ex-captain. That male Omega doesn't even have a spot in the hockey dressing room anymore. Reading that sure got me infuriated. "Miss Charlie." "Sir," I replied. My heart thumped hard against my chest. I hadn't been listening to Ethan, and he had sure noticed.

, could see Jaden’s pupils blown wide with anger and lust, and my pussy was throbbing so hard I could barely think straight. “Maybe he doesn’t want to,” I said softly, reaching up to cup Jaden’s face. His stubble scratched my palm. “Maybe he’d rather watch.” Jaden’s breath caught. For one perfect second, I thought he’d crack. Thought he’d grab me and kiss me and finally stop holding back. But then he stepped away, shaking his head. “This is fucked up.” “This is fun,” Ethan corrected, pulling me tighter against him. His lips brushed my ear. “Right, baby?” I kept my eyes on Jaden. Watched the war playing out on his face. “So much fun.” “Fuck this.” Jaden turned and started walking

“Plus I don’t think I can handle her mood swings.” I sent Evan a grateful smile and he just winked back. At that moment I swore to myself to find a girl for Evan who would make me happy and love him wholly. He deserved it. And as if the universe was playing a joke on me, Athena walked in through the open door. “You bitch.” “Do you know any other greeting?” I scoffed out. “Black Widow?” I looked at Evan’s surprised face and wide open shocked eyes. “Captain America?” Athena’s face was equally surprised. For the first time, she looked at a loss of words.

“Do you really think you can come in here and tell us you killed our friend, and that we’re not going to do anything about it?” “I told you what happened,” I said. “I don’t give a shit what that bitch told you.” He turned his back on me but kept talking. “I don’t know what kind trick you used to kill Dag, but it won’t work with me. And your little friend out there isn’t going to save you.” Tin bent down and picked something up. When he turned around, I realised that I had made a mistake. I’d always thought of him as the Captain America of these Avengers, but he obviously saw himself more as Iron Man.

The location he had chosen was remote and far from the city. When I arrived, he was nowhere to be seen. I was about to call him when Chloe appeared with a group of men dressed in black. "Don't bother looking. I'm the one who asked you here." I raised an eyebrow, a bad feeling settling in my stomach. "What is this supposed to mean?" "I didn't just want your starting carry position. I want your captain title too." "Ethan will give it to you." Ethan loved her so much that he would have plucked the stars from the sky for her. Would she really need to drop the act and threaten me over a captaincy? The whole thing felt ridiculous.

He never even opened the picture. Sophie walked over to me with a wine glass. She glanced at the debrief booklet, then at Ethan. "Captain Carter certainly has plenty of time." She let out a small laugh. "Emma begs you for one glance at her mother's journal, and you say flight safety isn't for humoring people. Claire's debrief booklet, and you revise it down to the order of the sentences." The ballroom around us went quiet for a moment. A few family members turned to look.