Soldier Bucky Barnes Novels & Stories

A short moment later, dozens of armed soldiers without symbols of their titles descended from the helicopters with ropes. The man that led them seemed to be very young. He swiftly walked toward Tobias Baker and bowed. “Mr. Baker, a batch of wounded soldiers were sent back from the Central America battlefield. Every single one of them is facing severe casualties. I’ve received orders to request you to operate on them as soon as possible. Please understand!” After he was finished talking, he did not waste another second and took Tobias Baker away. Immediately, Yonathan York walked up to him furiously and shouted.

All he ever had in mind, momentarily, was that he was going to meet his end, so quick and abrupt. It was hard to imagine that even on the face of death, Annabelle squeezed into his mind,on what he initially thought for the last time. He acquired severe damage in his vital organ and was required to stay in the ICU for a month, unconscious for the time being. If he ever had a certain ability at that time, he'd say he wouldn't want to risk his life any longer. It took approximately thirteen months for him to recover. It was hard but he managed, and as soon as he saw his sibling crying hysterically, begging him to stop risking his life, he decided to leave the army for good. Using the money

It’s then that we see two headlights heading our way. The car comes to stop about 15 feet from us and out come two human police detectives. One them I know. Scott Buckingham, a good-looking guy (well, good-looking as far as humans go) with deep brown eyes and light brown hair that always looks like he has bed head. Add to that his slightly crooked smile that shows off his perfectly arranged, white teeth and he has the kind of easy, all-American boy good looks that you’d expect to find in a movie about a high school football team. Except he’s no longer a high school student, instead he’s actually my age. The other guy, shorter and stockier than Scott but cute in his own way with reddish-brown

Quinn blurted out, "I just feel hopeless. I had wished to become a Battle Warrior, but the only path for me now is to be a doctor." Bucky scoffed. "You're so naive. You have plenty of great opportunities at your fingertips. Why not make the most of them? Becoming a Battle Warrior requires enduring numerous fights, and there's always a risk of not making it out alive." He turned to look at Adrian admiringly. "Take a look at my mentor. Though he's young, he has already achieved extraordinary feats. He's the person you should aspire to." Quinn's mouth hung open as he stared at Bucky in disbelief. While Adrian was indeed formidable, he could not have become a Battle Warrior yet, right? Quinn was

While Junes eyes were full of fear and tiredness this General June had eyes like cold blue glass. "Get ready " Dante whispered. He held the handlebars tight his knuckles turned white. The bike slammed onto the floor with a thud. Before the dust could clear twelve soldiers stepped forward. They moved like robots. Perfectly timed and silent. They raised their rifles. They did not aim at Junes chest. They aimed at Dante and Hope. "Step away from the bike " the General said. Her voice was deeper than Junes and very cold. June jumped off the bike. Her legs were shaking,. She stood between the soldiers and her friends. "I am not a machine! My name is June Benson. I am a student and I am a human be

"Are you really soldiers? You all appear to have abruptly quit drinking your mother's breast milk and decided to fight werewolves." The soldier lost his temper at last and fired a shot at him. The bullet went right into the side of his stomach. Marcus kept his face straight despite the pain spiraling in him. "Is that all you got?" The soldier aimed at him again but the other one stopped him and began to drag him away. "I like my tea with honey," Marcus named after them.

I ask, still dumbfounded from seeing Titus. "Well, she was badly hurt. Luckily, Miss Bailey and her mate, beta Asher, were around. He's a healer, so he offered his services. He's in there with her right now." he says, making my eyes wide in shock. "What? Really?" I ask, making him smile. "Yes, ma'am. He won't take long. He's the best healer this region has to offer." he adds, making my eyes water. Bailey came out of the room with a small tray in hand. There's a bowl of bloody water and gauze filled with blood, making my unshed tears fall.

he had smiled. The realization hurt more than she expected. The next page listed basic details. Occupation: Field Medic. Sera blinked. Field medic? She read it again. Not soldier. Not scientist. A healer. He had once saved lives. Her mind refused to reconcile the image. The vampire who mocked danger, who moved like a predator, who carried centuries of bitterness, had once bandaged wounds instead of causing them. Another line caught her attention. Volunteered for emergency humanitarian deployment during the Crimson Fever outbreak.

We crossed a courtyard dusted with fresh snow, the ground packed down by the heavy boots of warriors drilling in formation. And there— Near the center— I saw him. Alexandro. He was dressed in simple black armor, moving through the ranks of soldiers like a dark storm. He barked orders, demonstrating techniques with swift, brutal efficiency. I watched, transfixed, as he sparred with three wolves at once, his movements a blur of deadly grace. He moved like a creature of pure instinct, every step calculated, every strike purposeful. His soldiers fought hard to match him, but none could best him.

Quantico Marine Base, Virginia. Colonel Harlon Morgan was a career military man stationed six and a half hours from Huntington, WV. The distance could have been worlds away. He didn’t know his daughter existed. Doc had set up a meeting explaining that his lab had important findings to share. Dr. Sawyer was a bigger deal than any of us understood. He had a visiting physician’s permit at several area hospitals as a disguise to collect genome samples from enhanced humans for his lab, a lab known for its groundbreaking techniques and scientific research.