Finn From Bunk'd Novels & Stories

I need air. I need space to breathe again. But I’m not alone for long. "Running again?" Ethan’s voice reaches me just as I reach the edge of the fountain. I turn to find him stepping out from the shadows of the columns. His jacket is gone, his sleeves rolled up to the forearms, the top two buttons of his shirt undone. He looks less like the Alpha now and more like the boy I remember—arrogant, infuriating, painfully magnetic. “I’m not running,” I say. “Just trying to stay sane.”

At that moment, I was eating a stale bun that the bakery owner downstairs, Gordon Combe, left for me, thinking that I should look for a second job to help with my daily expenses. "Winter Brooke, you've always been high-and-mighty in the past, but at least you'd admit what you'd done. What's the matter with you now? Why are you such a coward?" I could hear Finnegan's low, dangerous voice coming from outside my door. It sounded like a huge impending thunderstorm to my ears. A short while later, my door was kicked open by a few men. Finnegan entered my home with a few bodyguards. His leather shoes trod onto my cement floor as he walked in, dressed from head to toe in an expensive-looking suit a

Well what to expect from a shabby looking pub at the mid of town. "You reek of it." The lady chuckled warmly. "Welcome to Woodbine." "Oh my." Kehlani laughed in spite of herself. Actually, her mind was faraway. She was thinking of the research she had to make on mystical creatures like the Werewolf in her dreams. "

“Please, Callum? Pretty please?” “Mmm, I like hearing you beg,” he murmurs, still hiding his face beneath his arm. He peels it back, looking up at me with a smirk. “Why don’t you ever beg for my cock like that?” I gasp, feigning offense, but I’m a shitty actress- within a second, I’m cracking a smile. “As if I’d ever have to beg for it,” I tease, raking my fingernails down his chest lightly. His dick twitches beneath me, proving my point.

Even Josh and Bennet only have basic info. “Gunner! How are you?!” I run up and hug Rory’s beta. “Good, Greta. Who’s this?” He holds me next to him as he notices Finn. “You’re more worried about me than asking how she’s doing in return. Some friend. The name’s Finn. Alpha Ryker assigned me as her back up for this mission.” Finn holds out his hand. Gunner stares at it for a second, then looks at me for confirmation. “He’s one of our newest warriors. This is mission one, with us, but he’s been at this for a while. Alpha Ryker thinks he can provide some insight into these rogues.”

“Who are you?” “I’m Jane’s mate and also an Alpha of the Nightfall pack,” He said and Alpha Oswald mouthed an O.

I told him with a gentle smile. “Hey, go play with Uncle Zach outside for a little bit while mommy and daddy talk, okay?” Finn let him down on his feet so he could leave the room. “You wanted to talk?” I asked him. Finn smirked before going to the door and locking it, “I gotta have you, my sexy princess.” He leapt onto the bed and buried his face in my chest, nipping my stiff nipples through my thin shirt. Without waiting, he pulled my shorts down and undid his zipper to pull out his thick, stiff cock. Finn slammed into me, making us groan in unison.

Finn said. “Finn, this guy proved that he is Zane. We have had this private conversation that he could prove with. Charles is Zane” “He proved it to you? Wtf” Finn exclaimed again. “Jeez, this guy has seen me naked! Oops!” That slipped outta my tongue. “I swear, I have never ever done that before but I did with Zane” I was beginni ng to panick. Finn furrowed his brows in concentration. He was unease too. “I need to go home Finn” **** To Be Continued

Ground, bodies, loyalties, everything they touched seemed to come away fouled. If they were moving again, Garrick was right. We needed to know how and why before anyone let instinct drag us into their stink. Beside me, Finn said something under his breath that made one of the younger males bark a laugh. I didn’t catch the line, only the effect. That was Finn all over. He could puncture tension in a room, or a yard, or the thick edge of a bad night with almost no effort. Some men filled space by making others fall silent. Finn filled it by making them easier in themselves. He had always had that knack. Useful in Blackthorn. Dangerous too, in its own way. People trusted what made them laugh.

“You’re his kid aren't you?” "Looks like you're not entirely stupid" The sarcasm in his tone is unmistakable. Uncle Finn blinks up at him, pale and trembling. It's the first time I've seen him as anything but the drunk I know him to be and it is without a doubt the single most satisfying moment of my life. “Look I'm going to be straight with you. I don't exactly have the money at the moment but I'm sure we can talk about this, maybe even work something out.”