Andrew Graves X Reader Novels & Stories

Andrew was in an unusual hyper mood that day. As soon as he ended classes for the day, he came up to Maddie's room. "Mummy," Andrew rushed into Maddie's room straight towards Maddie who was sitting on her bed reading a book. He jumped on the bed and into her arms. "What are you reading mummy?" he asked her as he leaned into her chest, his head turning towards the book cover to take a peek at the title. "A vampire novel? Hmmm. I didn't know mummy loved to read this kind of book," the tone with which he spoke made Maddie raise an eyebrow.

They’d horribly underestimated the reading public who’d adored the story's sly naughtiness. Waiting until Evelyn made her way into the living room, settling herself on the sofa then glancing at him with a gentle smile, Andrew kept his face a blank mask. With a devious grin and a cocked head, he rested his hand on her stack of books, lifting that one so she could see the cover. The result was better than he could have hoped for. Evelyn flushed bright red, her luscious mouth tightening into a surprised O, then drawing her legs up against her chest, she buried her blushing face in her hands.

For those of you who may be confused, Andrew is only six years old, but it's important to remember that wolves age differently from humans. After trying to get Andrew's attention to no avail, I approach him and take his hand. He finally turns to face me, and I see that his eyes are completely black, the white of his eyes consumed by darkness. I stare at him in shock and try to speak, but I find myself paralyzed, unable to move or even speak. It's as if my body is no longer my own. Suddenly, I find myself in a graveyard, standing in front of an open grave with the name Zuku written on it. I look around, confused and scared, and yell out for help, but no one comes.

‘’So tell me which one of these fuckers do I shoot for all this ‘’ Tamara pointed her gun at the wolves again and so did Andrew and the rest of the hunters which I very much don’t recognize. ‘’I think I’m that fucker ‘’ I hear Xavier say from behind me Closing my eyes briefly knowing this isn’t gonna end up with all of us shaking hands or him letting me go with them so easily. ‘’Damn , fuck my life! Who the hell is that? ‘’ Andrew asked me in a whisper without taking his eyes off Xavier. I mean the dude is walking around shirtless with whatever pounds of muscles he has.

Andrew had the strength of an immovable rock, which she found reassuring just then. “You were the one with the bloody shirt, but you gave me blood to drink. I mean, you forced me into—” “I did not force you. I can feel your—um, you are getting weaker since you helped Eve heal Tommy. I can sense your energy deflating.” Dick! His arms tightened around her, and he looked down at her, concern shining in his crystalline blue eyes. "You do realise I can still read your mind, right?" Andrew smiled with a knowing smirk that was now visible on his face.

Half-buried in weeds. I turned, walked back to the car, and popped the trunk. A sledgehammer sat inside. Gift from a renovation company. Ribbon still tied on. Bright. Almost a joke. I grabbed it, walked back, and stopped in front of the headstone. Taking a breath, I tightened my grip around the cold metal. Then I swung. All in. Smashed it down. Crash. The sound ripped through the empty grounds. Bang. Again. And again. Until it was nothing but broken rubble.

Andrew asked with a tinge of irritation laced in his voice. “It still surprises me when you say you’ve read about something. You’ve always been a bit of a meathead, Alpha jock, with anger issues.” I replied. “Ouch. Hurtful. But not a total misjudgment of younger me.” Andrew conceded as he continued to eat his breakfast. “You are correct Alpha Andrew; Sarah’s child will be one of the next generation of Guardians.” Anubis answered Andrew’s original question. I removed myself from my seat, walked over to Andrew and whispered, “I love my meathead, Alpha jock, with anger issues, especially when he’s so full of surprises.” I kissed the side of Andrew’s neck and made my way to the front door.

Andrew tried to open his eyes but it felt like tons of weight has been thrown over his eyelids, he wasn't able to feel his body. For a moment he thought that he died. But the place he was in, was moving, as if he's in some sort of van and it's moving.When he was fully conscious, he realized that he was blindfolded, his body was aching all over the place. He felt a sharp pain in his left thigh and near his abdomen and rib cage. When he tried to move, the pain increased ten folds, making him hiss in pain.He felt a sudden movement beside him. He asked in a hushed tone."Ethan is that you?""No! It's my ghost." Ethan replied."Shut up!" Andrew said irritated.

“Tell me where Loren Grayson is, and I will leave you at peace.” He swallowed hard; his Adam’s apple bobbed in a slow pump. “You are nothing short of the woman I heard of. Your energy is sizzling around you. It’s fascinating. Like a glowing light, and it’s blinding.” “Flattery will get you nowhere.” I made sure I had his full attention. “Where is Loren Grayson?” “I don’t know.” “Lies. Andrew Grayson is dead,” I informed him. “He died a painful death because he lied to me again and again.”

".I fall to the bed, I scream my head out, I couldn't still believe the air Andrew begged for was already gone. He is dead. Kindly Comment;-):-* Don't forget to follow and share. I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as i did writing it🤫🤭 See y'all in the next chapter 😉 Thanks for reading Xoxo Dim Leon 😘 😘