Ox was 23 when murder came to town and tore a hole in his head and heart. The boy chased after the monster with revenge in his blood red eyes, leaving Ox behind to pick up the pieces. It’s been three years since that fateful day and the boy is back. Except now he’s a man, and Ox can no longer ignore the song that howls between them.
Another contraction started. Spy began to pant before bearing down hard again. Medic, who’d been looking for any signs that the baby was emerging, noticed a crown with a thin coat of dark hair start to make an appearance.
Sam gasped when Gabriel appeared in the room and grabbed his shoulder before he could even speak. A moment later, they were in Bobby’s study where the elder hunter was talking on the phone with Garth. Bobby’s eyes widened, “Gotta’ go,” he said and hung up the phone before Garth could say another word.
“Ohh, yes… wrong, it’s wrong, too fucking early…Argh!” Why did he keep saying that? Castiel finally pushed Sam’s arms out of the way and he put his hands on Sam. What did Sam have? Maybe it was an incurable stomach cancer that finally caught up to him. Dean ignored the fear that ran up his spine and smirked.
Bo has a lot to teach Ryker–in out and of the bedroom. But Ryker’s hiding something—something that just might destroy everything these two rugged men have built. Can Bo help Ryker reconcile his past for a chance at a family and future together?
The story begins in On a rocky patch of the sun-drenched Italian coastline, a young innkeeper, chest-deep in daydreams, looks out over the incandescent waters of the Ligurian Sea and spies an apparition: a tall, thin woman, a vision in white, approaching him on a boat. She is an actress, he soon learns, an American starlet, and she is dying. And the story begins again today, half a world away, when an elderly Italian man shows up on a movie studio’s back lot – searching for the mysterious woman he last saw at his hotel decades earlier.
Every author deserves credit for the extreme effort that goes into writing a story. The concept was good, I read the blurb and bought it. Sadly, it was just blah. There was shifting which I like, but the characters, esp Jake, weren’t developed to where I cared about them. And was it Christmas? I missed that.
Dean strained against his bonds until they broke. The moment they were gone he marched up straight to his brother, ready to tear him a new one. Of course, the annoying, wingless, piece of shit got between Dean and his quarry.
“My wife’s about to give birth!” he practically screamed at the nurse, causing her to flinch and touch her ears subtly. Lately, loud noises had been incredibly piercing. She felt a flutter in her belly and rubbed the round mass, easing her own unborn child. Clearly the baby didn’t like the noise either.
When Kim Seokjin finds out that his mate has been cheating on him he takes their child, Taehyung, and leaves Namjoon – the Omega building up a support system in their new home as he comes to love an alpha named Yoongi. Meanwhile Namjoon is focusing on the growing success that is his music career, and on the pent up emotions he is experiencing from losing his mate.
“What, you dying? Looks like I won’t have to do anything little brother. Or maybe your period decided to show up, what with all the blood on the jeans.” Castiel glared at him and Dean threw a cocky smile towards the angel. Cas turned his attention to Sam and tried to pry Sam’s fingers apart; they were right on top of his stomach. Sam was panting and sweating now, his whole face red, the bloody liquid drying on his jeans.
99% of these fics are bottomlock but since I don’t care who bottoms or who tops (as long as they fuck and as long as they are in character) (that means no DFP Sherlock) (or Baby Princess John) so if you have a problem with toplock in general, tread carefully.
2. WORM FOOD by Elysium2: The battle is over, but Harry is still fighting. He’s thanking his lucky stars that he learnt long ago how to properly ignore his problems. And Draco Malfoy. ***Very original plot and excellent writing. Gave me all the feels. This is another that I want to draw fan art to. Super love.
“I-It hurts! Agh!” the man screamed, panting harshly as the next contractions came on top of each other, barely giving him enough time to breathe. He rubbed his belly frantically in an effort to soothe the tight band that refused to go away but to no avail.