Ncis Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Now… loser. Like you’re sketching the memory of something, not the thing itself.” Her eyes flicked to mine briefly, searching, and then she followed. Stroke after stroke, she leaned into it. And I… I stood there, drinking her in, weaving a future in my head that can’t take shape unless Nico is eliminated from her life. She needed to see him dead so she can finally let him go. As she worked, I picked up my phone and texted Dolcezza. Me: What’s the update on Nico? Dolcezza: No update yet, capo. I have tried everything I could

At this point, I couldn't tell which of them I hated more, or who I'd rather have visit hell first. I groaned silently as the door pulled open, and then shut after a few seconds. Someone had come in, I was sure but I could not move my head to see who it was, and I did not really care. "It's taking you too long to die, don't you think?" It was Nanisca. Her mocking tone was intended to hurt me but it did not. Come to think of it, I have had far worse experiences, not even Beta Maverick's betrayal was bad enough to be called my worst experience.

Which makes me feel better. I shrug, with my arms still up. “Whatever.” That throws him off guard. He licks his lips and asks, “So… Nobody knows?” “Obviously. It was her fantasy. A threesome. Kidnapping. CNC.” “Wh- What? What’s CNC?” I smirk as I walk towards him. “Consensual non consent…. Now tell me… where is she, so we can play with her.” “Miles, I am here…” Sophia’s meek voice comes from a room and I step towards the room while keeping my eyes at Caleb.

Chris’s P.O.V. I didn’t like this newcomer. Sister or not, Narcia had told me the stories of her old life, her life even before Jett and it wasn’t always pleasant. The lies, secrets, betrayals, not one of her family tried to reconcile with her after the incident where she saved my fathers life. But still, she was a ridiculously kind soul, and she and Astrid had been in the garden talking for hours now. “What could she possibly have to say that could redeem her actions!” I was pacing back and forth impatiently. Mila and the others were busy putting the lounge back to normal. They had made so much effort to give Ness the perfect hen do, in two days time she would be walking down the aisle to

I muttered, shifting on the bed and immediately regretting it as pain lanced through my skull. "You're vain as fuck, boss,” Nico said from the bed beside mine, sounding amused. He had bandages covering his torso, his arm in a sling, a nasty gash across his temple that had required seventeen stitches. I looked pretty much the same. "I'm just saying, if I'm going to be dead, they could at least use a photo where I'm not squinting." The door opened and Lena walked in with medical supplies in hand. To the world she was my wife's personal assistant. To me she was an ex military nurse and one of the people who worked discreetly for me.

Sheena plopped down across from me, eyes still locked on Nicolas, who was pretending to read documents when I knew damn well he just wanted to evacuate the Sheena Zone as fast as possible. “You think he’s secretly married? Or maybe some Colombian vampire who’s been alive for centuries?” “He’s my brother, Sheena,” I muttered without looking up. “And if you touch him without his consent, I’ll have to tell my mom. And you know what that means.” “I get murdered with a rosary.” “Exactly.” The jet began to taxi down the runway. I took a deep breath and looked out the window as Boston shrank below us, replaced by the soft hum of a cabin that felt like a very expensive womb.

He came with her, flooding her again, cum overflowing as she milked him. Hours blurred into exhaustion. They collapsed in the tub later, water steaming, his arms around her. Outside, sirens wailed—FBI closing in on leads, Vince's press conference promising transparency. But in the mansion, Vardo's hold tightened, the betrayal climaxing in their tangled sheets. Nia's heart fractured further, Vince's pain echoing, but Vardo's possession drowned it—for now.

“I’m sorry, I thought you were aware from spending time with Chaze and Kane… Nicolas plans on turning himself into a Chimera in order to kill Cena. The revenge game of course. He also plans on destroying the Anubis tribe if his plan fails. He figured he’d get Cena to come down on them by having you amongst their ranks.” “Um… How does that even work?” “If Cena finds out there is another female shifter who has the Chimera ability, besides Shela, she’ll come after them to either convert them or kill them. While she’s at it, she’ll have no choice but to go after everyone else, which includes me, Kane, his father, Chaze, everyone you’ve come in contact with. She can’t risk you imprinting that abi

Why was I suddenly thinking about Nyelle this much? Outside the bathroom, Cassia knocked lightly against the door. “You’re taking forever,” she complained lazily. “Hurry up already.” I barely even heard her properly. Instead, my thoughts kept returning to the blackmailer again. Could Nyelle secretly be seeing someone else? The thought immediately irritated me. No. Impossible. Nyelle had always been obedient. Quiet. Predictable. But then another face suddenly appeared in my mind. Nico. My jaw tightened instantly. That guy looked way too comfortable around her. The way he touched her. The way he looked at her at the hospital.

035 Brianna Pounds I stared at the dark screen of my phone, the sounds of skin against skin from inside still echoing in my mind. I wasn't sure if I was imagining them or if Nico would really go that far with her. Would he actually sleep with her? If he wasn't already. I could have looked right then to be certain, but I was done with Nico. Damn him. Damn anyone who tried to convince me otherwise. Damn this entire arrangement.