Chicago Fire Brett And Casey Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

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.”

"February fourteenth. Brussels. Seven AM departure from Lisbon." "We'll be in Lisbon the night before," Dante said. "Good," she said. She looked at him one more time — the full assessment, the one she deployed when something mattered. "You built the case," she said. "Three years of building it from inside and then one decision in Bucharest and everything after. Tomorrow the case does what it was built to do." She paused. "Are you all right with that?" "Yes," Dante said. "It will be loud," she said. "The trial is significant. The coverage is significant. Your name will be in every major European publication by February fifteenth."

" Dad's fists clenched tightly, and he could no longer hold back. He pulled out his phone and played the surveillance footage for everyone to see. The city-installed camera outside the tattoo parlor had captured everything. Everyone in the room realized they were in deep trouble, and their faces went pale with guilt. The footage clearly showed me trying to stop them from getting tattoos, only for Sheldon to slap me. A few of them had even twisted the scene to make me look guilty. Mr. Reed was livid after watching. He pointed at the scheming students and shouted, "Who told you to slander Cassandra like this? You're still kids. You don't have to be top students yet, but at least have a conscie

Although this graduation painting had not yet been completed, it was far superior to any of my previous works. The moment Willow saw the painting, her expression subtly shifted. I caught the flicker of greed and jealousy in her eyes. I looked around the room. In the next moment, I did something that left everyone completely flabbergasted. I pulled out a lighter and flicked it. Then, I brought the flame close to one corner of the canvas. "Cassidy! What are you doing?" Jess shouted sharply almost immediately. Needless to say, she was the first to react. The flame licked at the edge of the canvas and spread quickly. My masterpiece, the product of my passion and skill, burned down to ash before

“This kid’s done for.” Casey drew in a slow breath. The cramps were there, sharp and biting, but she forced the pain into the back of her mind. Her face burned from Lucas’s stare, heat crawling up her neck, and the worst part was she didn’t know why. She couldn’t afford to think about it now. Lucas dropped his cigarette to the dirt, crushing it under his heel. His posture shifted, shoulders rolling loose, feet sliding into stance. The devil himself, ready to strike.

Bree mumbled as Wyatt came out from behind the sunscreen aisle. “What happened?” Wyatt asked as they both watched James' figure slowly disappear. Bree sighed. “One of my cashiers. She got a little friendly with a guest and ended up in his room. They were both single, consenting adults. James found out about it and made me fire her.” Wyatt's mouth dried. He'd done more than just end up in a guest's room, and he was about to go to a guest's wedding. But it was for Cassie. He wasn't about to back out now. He'd take the risk because making Cassie happy was worth it. She wanted him there, so he was going to be there, even if it cost him his favorite job.

“We’ll see you tomorrow at dinner.” I hurriedly stood up and kissed Mom, then Dad and Lorcan. Brett gripped my hand as we walked to his car. “Where exactly are we going?” “Just get inside the car and buckle up.” He revved the engine and drove off. “I deactivated your account at HeartRated.” “And I can’t believe you co-owned a dating app, Brett. You keep secrets from me too.” I narrowed my eyes at him.

I am sure it’s coming. “If you two assholes say one thing I will kill the both of you in our sleep,” I tell Brett and Kane. “Damn I thought cinnamon rolls were supposed to be sweet,” Brett says. “Apparently not,” Kane adds. “I might have to kill your fiance Byanca,” I tell her. “Ok.” She mumbles.

Just saying. Anyway, it's 3 am over here, and I need to be up in 2 hours, so I will wait for your letter back and talk soon. All my Love, Casey After that day, I found myself eagerly waiting for a reply. Everything was going by fast, and now we are heading into another week. Our captain isn't a nasty piece of work but he is in his late forties and has the loudest voice going. I suppose that's what you have to do when you train to be a leader.

HIS TOUCH, HER FIRE🔥 --- Chapter Five Something You Shouldn’t Want The wind picked up as Evelyn rode the ATV across the far fields, her fingers clenched tight on the grips, her braid snapping behind her like a whip. The Romano name was all over her brain like a stain she couldn’t scrub out. Not just Damien anymore—but all of them. Luca had sent her a link to some sleek app design mock-up “in case she ever wanted to digitize the ranch,” and Dante had casually shown up at the farmer’s co-op talking gym memberships and local partnerships like he belonged. It was calculated. It was charming. It was suffocating. But it was Damien who got under her skin the most. Always him. Always that look like