Bucky X Peter の小説・ストーリー

just, just finally. Heinrich pinched Peter's cheek saying "We're here." Peter woke up and shook his head. "Huh? Oh, good." Peter was clearly still a little dazed from waking up. His exhaustion seemed strange to everyone else in the cart, not just Elijah. "You clearly overdid it with Lucifer last night," Sabu said, opening his eyes. "Do you have any mana left?" Peter waved his hand and smiled. "I'm fine, I'm fine. I didn't train with magic all last night. Luce and I also did weapon sparrin'. I'm just trying to force myself to get some sleep."

Well, I am stuck with Xander I guess. I shrugged. Then there's Bucky, played by Sebastian Stan. Ha! Eliza would fangirl right now over him. While I was a Captain America girl, Eliza drooled over Bucky, The Winter Soldier. Eh, he's okay to me. I don't like men with long hair, but that's my opinion I guess. The Black Panther came into sight and I admired the way he fought, even if he was an acting cat. His claws on his knuckles were sharp, his suit black and flexible, and his parkour was something I admired.

"No, no. Please, I won't say anything, I swear. I can help you more, I-" Max steps forward and punches him in the shin, knocking him out cold. I turn away. My head spins. He's just a boy, but he chose Parker. He knew what a pack bond meant, and he willingly took the oath. It makes him just as guilty as the rest of them. "He's one of them." Landen watches me, his voice low but sharp. "He's not innocent; he knew. What do you want us to do with him? I vote that we kill him."

“What? How?” “The Truce Pack went against their Alpha,” Hank explained. “They refused to fight anymore. They demanded peace. They said they wouldn’t let him continue his madness.” Hughes continued, “Their Alpha had no choice but to come forward and apologize publicly. Everything has been settled.” I didn’t know what to say. I just sat there, staring at them with this strange warm feeling spreading inside me. My shoulders finally relaxed in a way I didn’t even know they needed. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “Thank you for everything.”

Peter made Catherine promise never to tell his father about the incident, and Leonard never learned how close he had come to losing his youngest son. - Peter and Marcus Bartz met during one of Marcus’s walks through the hospital gardens. Marcus noticed the boy’s last name and was intrigued—he knew Catherine Palmer, and it seemed impossible that this boy might be her grandson. Peter was attending therapy sessions at the hospital, and after each session, he would visit Marcus. The two struck up a friendship that lasted for years. Marcus, grappling with the loss of his entire family, bonded with Peter, who felt like he had none. When Marcus was discharged, Peter made sure to be there to say goo

What question can even in its best undo the carnage that has already been done? Peter stood up slowly, but there was nothing unsure about him. He adjusted his suit, gave a small nod to the General, then walked calmly toward Dr. Myles. His calmness was different from Alpha James’. It was less commanding, more controlled, like he was playing a game no one else knew the rules to. “Dr. Myles,” Peter began, smiling politely, “you’ve testified that Billy Campbell had enough wolfsbane in his system to weaken or even kill a rogue. Yes?”

How did he not sense that fellow at all? "Alright," Phoenix walked to Beatrix, holding a white flute he took out from his spatial ring. "Hello, Peter." he waved. "Desire a hug?" he offered but Peter merely sneered. Who would want to accept a hug from the person who beat him up because of a female? Hmph!

Not me, but Peter. A stunned silence hung in the air. Peter and Jaxon stared at each other, Jaxon’s eyes were cold and triumphant, but Peter was blinking rapidly, a look of disbelief slowly dawning on his face. “You… you got in the way,” Jaxon hissed, his voice laced with a chilling indifference. He shoved Peter away and lunged at me again, the bloody knife still clutched in his hand. But Peter, despite the obvious pain, grabbed Jaxon, his grip surprisingly strong. “I’m not going to let you do that!” he roared, turning his fury on Jaxon. With a savage intensity, he began to punch Jaxon again as he tried to get the knife away.

Billy was pensive in his room. He still remembered his conversation with Peter this afternoon. "It seems like your life is so peaceful, Doctor." They were already seated in the living room. As usual, Peter sat with his usual swagger. "What do you need to come here?" asked Billy, who didn't like to linger with someone who was his enemy. "Why so upset. I came to say hi to you," Peter chuckled but it wasn't funny to Billy at all. "I heard that your favorite daughter became the daughter-in-law of the Gonemanus family. Ah, never thought that little girl would turn out to be a murderer," Peter chuckled.

"peter." The good looking guy with the pop style warned. "I have got this." The said Peter smirked. He acted as if he was going to withdraw, them advance abruptly, aiming for Elsa. He wasn't even halfway to his goal when a hand pressed down on his shoulder, stopping his momentum. Dayton had a calm expression as he increased the force of his palm, directly shattering his shoulder blade. "Arrgghhh." Unable to break free from the iron hold, Peter screamed in agony, his legs giving out as he knelt on the floor.