Alien Stage X Reader Novels & Stories

It seems that Xander has been well endowed all his life. “That’s right, alpha. I have seen every inch of your ink” I tell him salaciously. His cheeks redden as his eyebrows raise. Happy to see that he is finally understanding the underlining meaning of my words I rise from the bed. When I spin around after swinging my hips for him to see the edges of the room are already fading. I blow him a kiss goodbye as he smiles at me.

A mass of white blossom tinged with pink across the sky, creating a remarkable sense of good and peace, except that may not apply in the situation, seeing that Marretje has promptly called for me. Her minions escort me to a hall in Xaulfur’s building. Then they leave me at the half open door to find my way in. Within the tiny space left of the door to close gazes the crude eyes of the witch. Seeing them now, they are dark; not any dark colour, but purely black, which makes me wonder if they took the colour of her heart. Across her is Master Xaulfur, who is reclined against a chair, his right hand holding his chin and the other placed on the table creating the division between him and the wit

There was no way she was going to leave Lucy here at the mercy of these animals. Lucy saw her out of the house, she was not allowed out of the house so she stood at the threshold and waved goodbye to Olivia as she approached the gate. Something drew Olivia’s attention to the second floor and she saw Stacie and Xander staring down at her. Stacie had a victorious smile on her face. She had finally won, she thought. If Xander could reject his own mate then he was definitely going to marry her. Xander locked eyes with the young girl below him. There was something in her stare. A yearning for him. She was calling out to him but he couldn’t go to her. He had built up a wall in front of himself so

The sudden weight of the bag pulled sharply against her taped ribs, sending a fresh wave of pain through her torso, but she hardened her jaw and ignored the protest of her body. Before turning away for good, she cast one final, lingering look into the glass. The girl named Angela was completely gone. In her place stood a mysterious, defiant stranger who had built an entire identity on a dangerous foundation of lies and sheer willpower. She was heading straight into the heart of Accademia Alpha—a fortress of elite predators where a single slip of the tongue meant certain death.

Madam Gina’s voice rings in my ears over and over again. I tap on Xavier's shoulder until he wakes up and stares at me through long, thick lashes. “Dr Winter?” He stretches awake and sits up on the bench. I force my lips to stretch into a smile. “Sorry for waking you up, Alpha.” The words burn on my tongue like lava, but I keep my smile as friendly as I can manage to. Xavier’s eyes center on me as he watches me carefully. “Is Kael fine?” I nod yes to him, but he still doesn't stop watching me with keen eyes.

Warmth spread throughout her abdomen and her skin tingled. “You seem less repulsed by my monster than by my human side.” Despite their closeness, his voice was barely audible. “I just know you a little better.” She replied. “Both sides are you. And you have been there for me.” Stefan’s eyes filled with tears, as he smiled appreciatively at her. “Of course I am. I am your hero.” Blake With a tired sigh, Blake entered his quarters. Kneeling in front of the bowl of water that rested on his wooden chest, he murmured a few ancient words. The spell worked quickly as the forest colors sprang to life. Shadows were growing long, as night descended.

asked Daniel. “That, perk, Xavier Allen,” she said, annoyed. A smirk appeared on Daniel’s face and the girl chuckled. She looked at her. “I am sorry, Xavier Allen, is the star boy of the school, you must have offended him or something else happened so he was being messy to you, or else he does not talk to anyone,” said Daniel. “Starboy or fuckboy, I don’t care, look what he has done to me,” said Amanda, annoyed. “Holly grace,” said Daniel and burst into laughter.

"What do you know, there is a heaven. How extraordinary, but I have to say I didn't expect angels to be blue." "I am not an angel, whatever that creature might be. I am a Xamian warrior here to rescue you." "A Xamian what?" Her green eyes widened. "Oh sweet baby corn, you're an alien." She flailed in an attempt to right herself in the gravity-free space. "You've come to abduct me. How grand!" "Rescue," he corrected. "Now hold on tight. We're going to transport back to my vessel before this one disintegrates."

She didn't want to have the same awful experience I had while healing those wounds. "She's not dead, and until that feeling dies in my head, we're going to leave and find her." I snapped at Amelia, cautioning her on her next choice of words. "I'm Xander, the Alpha of Wasteland Village. I've come to seek guidance and help against fighting the lady monster that took the lives of my loved ones, and I want to have its head; that's the only way I can find peace," he roared, attracting the attention of everyone. Lord Lucifer said,

She sat up so fast the sheets whispered against her skin. The moon, lazy and bruised, poured a silver sliver of light across the floor, illuminating slate walls and a massive window carved into the bones of the mountain. The air smelled like pine smoke and fire-kissed stone. A shirt, large, dark, familiar, hung over the back of a chair. And beneath the sheets, beside her, was a heat she hadn’t dared dream about since childhood. Xander Stone. Alpha of Moonrise. The boy who once carried the scent of autumn storms and the gravity of impossible dreams. The man she had watched from a distance, her heart pinned silent behind duty and humility.