Steve Rogers Mpreg Novels & Stories

A slight shake in his voice made me feel horrible all of a sudden, but I couldn’t play into it no matter how bad I felt, “Well, do the crime, and you’ll eventually do time, Steve. I didn’t make those rules back then, but I still have to follow them today.” “Be lucky you didn’t end up with Groves. He had a basement full of tiny glass boxes that held his bounty captures. They could see out, and he would play reruns of commercials 24/7 on a black-and-white box t.v. for them to watch. Talk about torture. At least Reggie would talk to all of you,” Trixie piped in, obviously not feeling bad for Steve. “Sorry if I don’t seem grateful, but in all respect, I wasn’t supposed to be stuck in that box, t

I heard their roars and threw one of the rogues towards Aiden as he shifted and swiped his paw on the rogue’s neck and dislocated his head before he even touched the ground. Damn, my man is sexy as fuck when he goes all Alpha. ‘Show me later,’ Aiden said. Even now, he is listening to my thoughts and still protecting my sister and me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Rodrigo. He is fighting two rogues. He has shifted, and it’s the first time I've seen his shadow maw. He isn’t as big as I am, though. One of the rogues is coming up behind him with a silver knife.

He gives me the saddest smile that I have ever seen on anyone's face as he leans forward and places a gentle kiss on my forehead. "You may be young, but you're not dull, Lucy girl, far from it. You know the truth here. You know we're not going to survive this. Hell, Uncle Roger was one of the strongest fighters in our pack; if he can get taken down, then all of us can. You know it's true. You also know that very few knew that there was a chance of this attack happening, but what you don't know is that when we knew there was a chance, Dad and I put a plan in place. Dad had an Alpha who owed him a favor, and he cashed in on it."

Rodger pov As I drove back home, I couldn't help but be so worried for Rhea. “I don't know how I'm possibly going to do something this treacherous to her. They expect me to do their plans like it is nothing. Yes. I don't want my mom to be home from the royal family, and I don't want us to lose our position. At the same time, I don't want Alpha Killian to see that we are not a threat. I want him to know that anytime, anytime I would be able to take away everything he owns. I also want that power. I also want a taste of power. Alpha Ethan was right. If I get a taste of power, then I will understand what Alpha Killian sees in that throne that makes him want to keep it no matter what.”

He'd shown up early and made himself at home with same cocky confidence he did everything. Roger was a big man, in every way. At 6'3", he still had that jock look from his college days. He still carried himself with confidence, and why wouldn't he? A VP at just 45 years old, devastatingly handsome, he had the golden touch. Which was one of the reasons she took the project. With Roger working on it, it was almost guaranteed to be a success. His were coattails she wouldn't mind riding.

Roger tried to stand from the grass, but he stumbled. “What? No!” I mumbled. “Roger, you were abandoned because your parents deemed you an anomaly… they left you to fend for yourself and gave you up, because you manifested those recessive genes,” I said truthfully, hoping he would believe me. “Ok, let`s suspend reality for a second, and assume your words are true…” he sighed. “I am not a wolf, nor a vampire… I have never had speed, or special powers…” he sighed. “Roger, like I said, you are a rare type of supernatural, your kind is far and between…not many of you walk this universe…” I explained.

I am not well endowed on the chest my breast being a B cup I do though know I have a banging body with my flat tummy flaring out hips and nice ass that I can't wait to bounce while i ride Mr Parker's dick. Hurrying out the house I leave my hair down its naturally wavy having a Brazilian mother and a Black father people can't really pin point my ethnicity I don't care to explain it to them my skin is dark toffee colour ,I have been told my eyes are hazel but change colour What I do know is that I am pretty how could Mr Parker resist this.

His guards exchanged slow, cautious glances but remained still, knowing better than to react without his command. "I remember the old you, perfectly built and healthy. But it seems your money has gone to your head...you don’t even bother to watch your own weight anymore." "Rogers," Luis said sharply, his tone low enough to pass as a warning, "that’s enough." Rogers chuckled softly. "Fine, fine… you started it anyway. Let’s talk business," he said. Luis clenched his jaw. He could no longer maintain the fake smile. "So…" Rogers continued, leaning back slightly. "I’m planning to buy some organs from you at wholesale. You know I’m not heartless enough to personally recruit people for harvesting.

I warned. Rogers hands shook so powerfully that it took several tries to push the speed dial number he’d programmed for Marc. It rang several times before Marc answered. “The baby’s coming and there’s a beast outside,” Roger squealed in a high pitched voice. “You need to kill the beast and deliver this baby. I can’t do it. I just can’t do it. I’m only a human. I can’t do the things you do. I just can’t.”

CHAPTER 4 TAYLOR “Your name is Taylor Anya Fitzroy and you're an orphan. You lost your parents in an accident at fifteen and your grandpa died after you graduated from high school. You're twenty two years old, you lived in an apartment which was close to where you formerly worked as a barista at a Cafe and your boyfriend… Well, now your ex-boyfriend is Malcolm Doe.” Mr Rover listed every single information about myself while he sat before me in the mansion's living room but all I could think about was the amount of blood I just witnessed out there when he shot those bodyguards in their knees and hands.