Rat Patrol Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Don’t you dare to stop me. RATIKA: please... I am not ready for this... please... RV: ( fisted her hairs more brutally and raise her face to his level and gaze back in her eyes ) Open your mouth one more time or try to stop me once more and hell I promise we will celebrate our first night on your mother's dead body... (Closing the distance between their faces little more by clutching her hairs more forcefully...) do you want that??? RATIKA: Y... you... can't do that... p…p pl, please...

I silently curse Philips for being such a fast eater, if he was still here the table would still be full and the female aiming a glare my way wouldn’t have a place to sit. Oh, joy. She keeps making comments like that whenever she sees me and I keep ignoring her, I imagine she’ll tire and eventually find something else to occupy her time. so I do that once more, finish my food and wash my plate in the sink before leaving with Rachel. Wednesday is patrol time and I join Micha to shadow Sky as he makes his observations, he asked us questions to make sure we’re following along. Then make us patrol separate spots so we can get a hang of it. I’m so glad patrol duty is usually twice a week and only

I was smiling but I meant what I said. “For as long as Patricia does not drive me away,” Kaz warned, “I am going to face your challenge.” “You two are crazy!” Roger said angrily, “Aist! Kaz, you better come with me. The police are waiting outside to get your statement about the accident.” “So what now? I guess tonight is mine,” I jokingly said. “Don’t feel relaxed, Stuart,” he warned me before leaving. *Patricia’s POV*

"Unfortunately, the first month of a new school year is when they do the biggest, strictest patrols. If you try to sneak out now, you are going to run straight into them." I frown, calculating the risk versus the reward. "What kind of power levels are on the major patrol teams?" "They have a live roster," he says, his fingers flying across the keyboard. "Give me a second. I am going to hack back in and check tonight's list." I don't know anything about computers, so I just watch the green code reflect in his beautiful eyes. After a minute, Arlo suddenly copies a file, slams the enter key, and violently closes the browser.

*Aidan Zavia's POV* --- I let out a deep breath as the patrol car has stopped in the parking space of the police station, and I suddenly felt nervous even if it's not my first time to be here. Well, in this case, it's so damn huge since it's real shit. Kidnapping and whatever else would those monsters charge me for loving their daughter. I just hope that they will show up, or if not, I am hoping that their breakfast choked them to death. Damn, I'm so hungry.

" Pete turned around trying to find where they could be hiding, he turned his back against his targets giving Patricia the opportunity for a sneak attack, she rushed at him and pushed him with all her might but he merely staggered, thanks to his physique. "Finally, you're out little rat." Observing her physique. "Oh you're so petite, little wonder you could hide so well." "Thanks for the compliment." "Where is the other rat?" He asked, looking around. "It will be nice to have you two wrapped up nicely in my hands to prove Ken wrong and have the last laugh." He swung his taser at her. Patricia adjusted her nose cover. "Not tonight." She flipped a long piece of clothing at Pete covering his fa

Or perhaps happiness had always been an illusion. Her phone vibrated. A text message from an unknown number. Patricia frowned. The message contained only one sentence. "Stop following Alex." Her heart skipped. She sat upright. The room suddenly felt colder. Slowly, she typed a response. Who is this? The reply arrived immediately. Almost as if the sender had been waiting. You're asking questions that may get you hurt. Patricia's pulse quickened. Another message followed. Leave Fiona alone. The blood drained from her face.

"Talk dog!" "I was with Patricia, on patrol, when I was knocked out unconscious. I can't tell by who or why, but when I wake up, I was alone, and Patricia was missing." "Did she knock you out and left?" Asked Rufus. "No, it can't be. Sorry, sir, I know we aren't supposed to love one of the females, but I fell in love with her and she was in love with me. She wouldn't leave me behind if she was trying to leave." He said with a guilty look on his eyes, he knew that a second punishment could be on his way, but he needed to tell them, he wanted to find her no matter what.

"Daddy, did Mommy come back just to find me? Does she miss me? Will she never leave me again? Can I see her every day from now on?" Every sentence revolved around Patricia. Martin was getting annoyed by it; he couldn’t allow this to continue. He needed to stop it promptly. ... Martin sent Randy back to the hospital, instructing Alan to personally take care of him. Then, he drove to the police station and met the woman, who he had despised for five years, at the detention center. Patricia wore a white turtleneck sweater, with a beige wool coat draped over it. The glamorous lights cast a halo on her, highlighting her beautiful features, making them even more refined and enchanting.

And if it proved awkward, or he got too jealous, well, bruises eventually healed, and surely if they were mated, Patricia would forgive him for breaking her puppy's face sooner or later. They'd almost made it back to their cell when the beam of a flashlight hit them square in the face, blinding them. Uh-oh. Ricky squinted, cursing his drunken cat, which lolled in his head and purred, not apologetic at all for not having warned him they had company approaching. "Well, well," said a mocking voice. "What do we have here? Looks like we've got a pair of lovers out for a stroll. Hope the fucking was worth it. You're both going to solitary."