Steve Rogers Reader Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The pride and desire fused into a single, white-hot certainty. This was not a man he needed to protect. This was a man with whom he could build a kingdom, or burn one down. And as he stood there, in the heart of the enemy’s stolen command centre, Anton Rogers knew, with every fibre of his being, that he had found not just the love of his life, but the partner for all of it. And the future, whatever it held, was a prospect more thrilling than any empire. —-

Yulia berated him. Rogers closed his eyes as tears streaked down his eyes. Whatever internal turmoil he was going through meant nothing to me. He was going to pay with his life. “Who wants Yulia?” I asked. “I can not tell you that, not even with the threat of death,” Rogers said defiantly. “So go ahead and kill me, it changes nothing.” “Helena Craven,” Yulia said and I froze. “How do you know that name?” Rogers asked with shock written all over his drunk face.

I read it, I couldn't believe it , I read it five times and still never believe it Steve my crush is inviting me on a date, he even called me beauty,I called my bestfriend joy, I narrated everything to her, she was so happy for me but advice me to be careful because everyone knows that he is a player and that I should use protection if needed I ignored her, I wanted Steve to be mine , I don't need protection, i want to be pregnant for him I was dreaming on how we will married in one of the best events center How our honeymoon would be like , how we would be the best couple and how we are going to have many kids I never face or go work after that day,all what was in my thought was Steve. Actu

Rogers muttered, bending his neck over to lock tongues with her again. They smirked at me as I had nothing to do but cry a river of tears. “I bet your people are tired of you. I would be too,” Stella laughed. “You see, Anna,” Rogers stepped forward. “I needed to get close to you. Real bad. Each day I had dreamt of ruling this great pack. The Bond moon pack,” he stated, raising his arms in the air. “How was I supposed to do that other than charming the gullible daughter of the dead Alpha,”

When she finished, she leaned back and smiled. Roger, no matter how angry he was, didn't dare do anything to her. Except for the reason that Diana is Alpha's sister, I have heard rumors that they have another relationship. Roger once admitted to some of his friends that Diana was his mate. I don't know if those rumors are accurate, but I noticed a slight difference in how Roger treated Diana. “Did you come to visit me or to annoy me?” Roger glared at Diana. "If you can't say nice words, then go home."

Kaleb is standing on the top of the ring. He is lifting his arms in the air once again and jumps off, landing with his leg squarely across Roger's neck. Roger grabs at his neck in pain and is struggling to breathe. Kaleb lifts Roger off the floor and opens his jaws revealing his large canines and prepares to dig his teeth into Roger's throat, Rogers uses all his strength to push him back and starts swiping his claws at Kaleb, this time his claws scratches his chest causing deep gashes and sending blood spilling onto the white floor. Kaleb starts to swipe back at Roger, drawing more blood. His hits are more powerful than Roger's and he feels every painful strike, sending him to his knees. Rog

In the private room, the people present witnessed the gentle expression on the boss's face disappear along with his smile, returning to that iron-willed and ruthless D they admired. Curiosity arose among them. What kind of person could make the merciless Roger act so warmly, as if holding them in the palm of his hand? Roger took a deep breath and scanned the document in front of him. With a gulp of wine, he took out his phone and started typing. Every word, he did it reluctantly. Ten minutes later Natalie came across Roger's latest I*******m post: "I don't know why, but supporting my sister has been misconstrued as a romantic relationship between siblings."

She didn’t buy it, her brown eyes narrowing, but before she could press, a sharp knock echoed from the front door. Stella’s face lit up, and she practically skipped to answer it. I followed, lingering by the staircase as she swung the door open. There stood Roger, exactly as she’d described: tall, his blonde hair tousled like he’d just stepped off a beach, with chocolate-brown eyes that sparkled with charm. He wore a fitted navy shirt and jeans, his easy grin lighting up the entryway. “Hey, Stella,” he said, his voice smooth as honey. “Roger!” Stella beamed, stepping aside. “Come in. This is Anna, my best friend.”

Franka's arrogant look made Razer very unhappy. "There are many things that science cannot prove. I was just speculating based on existing scientific theories." Franka really liked to see her best friend crumble in her hands, and said with a mean smile: "So?" "so...." Cross veins burst out on Razer's forehead, and a little thunder and lightning seemed to bloom from the dragon horns on both sides of his head. The two started their daily bickering again (1/1). Roger, who was supposed to be the protagonist , suddenly became a peripheral character. Looking at the two "living treasures" who were part-time losers across from him, Roger wanted to return to the necklace. It was so floating outside t

I shook my head no because there wasn’t anyone else unless you invited every white priestess and that seemed a bit awkward for well everyone. Roe and I were quietly talking about all her dolls when the Alpha and Rogan came back in. It was obvious something was wrong. The Alpha spoke first while Rogan went to Roe and asked if Corgan could read her a story before bed. Corgan entered the room and I could feel the disappointment all over him that this was his job right now. The Alpha kissed Roe good night and then waited for Corgan and her to be out of earshot.