Chicago Fire Brett And Casey Fanfiction Novels & Stories

At least the raging fire in my insides had cooled down to a slow simmer. This was not how I imagined losing my virginity would be. Honestly, I didn’t know what I expected, but it certainly wasn’t this. Disgusted with Connor and furious with Sage, I got into the shower, turning on the hot water. I felt the urge to burn his scent off. What an idiot I was to fall for his ‘made for me’ shtick. He just wanted to get into my pants and I fell for him like a ton of bricks. ‘He is our mate, Cassie.’ Sage had the guts to talk to me. ‘Give him a chance.’

The entire lobby fell into pin-drop silence. Alex's face was drained of color. He kept swaying slightly, looking as though he would lose his footing and fall at any moment. Meanwhile, Shermaine had plopped down on the floor as her legs went limp. I nodded and said, "Sorry for the trouble, Craig." "It's my job to assist you." Craig straightened himself and cast a stony glance at the termination letter placed on the nearby table. Then, he looked at Alex.

And so, despite being nervous in front of an alluring predator, I say, “What should I do?” Scarlet grins. “I guess you are perfect for my ex-husband, huh? Always ready to take on a challenge.” Then, she suddenly claps her hand and says, “Well, I will need to prepare some things, so I will meet you on Thursday, Cassie.” Then she left, just like a whirlwind, with Nicco following behind her—leaving me and Liam alone in the room. “Cassie,” Liam starts. “You don’t need to do this. You don’t need approval from others for me to love you.”

Cassie’s POV I was struggling to manage Derek’s attempts to visit my workplace, despite having told him I’d be too busy to entertain him. My plans for the next few days were complicated by the interference of either Derek or Dale, but I decided to let them have their way as long as they didn’t disrupt my schedule. "Here we are," Dale announced as we stopped beneath the iconic bridge in Claybourne City. I wondered if he was playing a joke on me. If this turned out to be another of his blunders, I might consider adding holy water to his favorite wine bottle—an idea that seemed increasingly appealing.

“And we were just walking on the beach when this happened. Plenty of witnesses around to prove it. Now, onto the reason why I am here. Do you remember John Myles?” “I always hated that cocksucker,” Charlie says, nodding and looking down at the small pad of paper in his hands. “What about him?” Devin gestures his hand toward me, his smile a telling sign of his excitement that he is trying to hide. “This is my girlfriend, Cassie.”

And I couldn’t shake the feeling that whatever it was, it was connected to The Burning. “I found something out while I was out there,” Ben continued, his voice barely above a whisper now. “Something I didn’t want to believe at first.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” Ben looked around, making sure no one was listening, and then leaned in closer. “One of the soldiers in my unit—his name was Carter—he died in the first wave of attacks during The Burning. But before that, he told me something… something strange.” “What?” Ben’s eyes were intense, his voice low and urgent. “Carter said he’d been in contact with someone here. In New Haven. Before the fires broke out.”

Then, he looked at me with a gaze of sympathy and helplessness. "Mr. Bradshaw, we understand your stress response after surviving such a close call." Then, he closed his notebook. "However, your family's testimony matches the on-site investigation. The door lock had indeed been jammed shut by the high temperature inside the place. "Please rest well and try not to touch fire again if you're alone." After the officers left, the rest of the neighbors also left while shaking their heads. Before leaving, they even gave me advice, saying, "You should cherish what you have, Ron. Don't you know how good Delilah and Dakota are as your wife and daughter?

But knowing that Damien and Beta Mason got my mother out—that she’s safe—eases some of the weight on my chest. So instead, we get to know each other again. Casen and Rin are best friends. They always have been. Now, it makes sense why. It also makes sense why they were the hardest people for me to leave behind when I pulled away. We start fresh, like some weird blind date with kids you knew in high school. Favorite colors. Foods. Books. Places to go.

Chance I was like a robot all through Tuesday. From the moment Raid picked me up till my last class, there was only one thing on my mind. Revenge. In bold letters. Even Selene knew not to talk to me. That's how invested I was. It's like Kimmie from Beauty in Black when she went crazy because her sister was taken. Mine was worse. I rarely get like this, but Mason and Avery needed to pay. Yes, you heard right, Avery is in my crosshairs now. That B word splashed me with water on my way back from work yesterday while she and her bad and boujee friends cackled like drugged hyenas. As if Mason messing with me wasn't enough.

He moved beside me, not touching, just resting his arms on the railing like he was admiring the same view. “And what’s she done now?” he asked, nodding at the moon. “She failed.” “Damn. Rough review for the deity of destiny. Get this once in a while.” I snorted despite myself. “She paired wolves with their soulmates. Or at least, that’s the fairy tale. I guess I got skipped.” He looked at me then. Really looked. “Maybe you didn’t get skipped,” he said slowly. “Maybe she’s just waiting for the right time.”