Aphmau X Reader Novels & Stories

"Oh, indeed, my dear. Fantasy has been my constant companion throughout my years spent amidst these shelves of knowledge. There's simply nothing quite like the allure of a well-crafted tale, the intoxicating scent of old parchment, and the boundless worlds they conjure within our imaginations." Amara's gaze lingered longingly on the rows of books, a sigh escaping her lips as she drank in the sight. "It must be an experience." “Oh. It is. It is.” The man mumbled making the bill. “That’s all you want?” Amara jumped startled as Rhys's voice resonated in her ears, she felt a sudden stillness settle over her, every muscle in her body tensing instantly. Unconsciously, she bit down on her lip, a ne

I ask. “Look,” she says, putting the book on the desk and flipping it open. She looks for a specific page, and when she finds it, Rose points at the text. “There! But I am afraid it doesn't say too much about it. An Aura Reader is a werewolf that has been gifted with the ability to see and read auras. Each color has a different meaning. Werewolves born with this ability are very rare. The first to have this ability was Radu the Handsome, the father of all werewolves. I am afraid this is all. I looked for more info, including the abilities of Father Radu, but I couldn't find anything.”

Books by John Grisham, Sidney Sheldon, Colleen Hoover, James Patterson and Ted Dekker. Jamaal Amir Haidar reads novels, crime most especially. I'm even shocked to see he reads Colleen Hoover's books too. I picked one of the books and began to smell the fresh scent of newly printed books. The door opened suddenly, Jamaal stepped in with little Ahmad in his arms. The little boy had his hands wrapped around his brother's neck. I stared at Jamaal in shock, seeing Jamaal holding his younger brother, trying to lure him to sleep shocked me.

I asked her as i rubbed my palms together and she nodded before pulling me into her for a hug. "Of course, Wu" She whispered into my ears before pulling me away to give me a kiss. "We're in a graveyard" I teased before she playfully took me by my hands to run, our legs digging into the snowy grounds as she smiled. And then i threw one final glance at the book that almost took eternity to write and looking at the boldened title from afar— VAMP —i smiled, because this was the story of us. And not just because it was finally my big break but also because i knew she would love it. Afterall, you did. THE END.

Messages sent in the encryption code only he and I knew. I stare at the map spread across my desk, each red mark another ghost of his making. My pulse doesn’t slow. Because if it’s not Rafael... Then it’s someone using his name—and they know exactly how to break me. Amara knocks once and steps in. No crown, no armor. Just her—barefoot, calm, dangerous in her softness. She sees the papers scattered and arches a brow. “Still at war with ghosts?” she asks. I force a smile. “Just cleaning up what’s left.”

“You’re safe.” Marie’s hand found his hair and petted it once. The motion was careful, and that made it worse. Her eyes were still glassy. Empty. The motion and the emptiness did not belong in the same face. Agatha sobbed once and strangled the rest of it in her throat. “Hold,” Amara said, and the word nailed the room to the floor. Xavier leaned into the touch like a starving man. “My Queen,” he whispered. “My heart.”

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I wanted to pull it away, but he managed to put it into his mouth. “Oh gosh!” He looked at me while sucking the sweet juices of my fingers. My legs immediately started shaking so bad that I had to hold the door tight so I wouldn't fall. Amaris was coming down the hall. “What is going on here?” She asked.” Walking up to me and crossing her arms, I pulled my fingers away from his mouth and stepped back. “Well, Amaris, Kayla here was finger Fucking herself with your magazine,” he said. I don't know if I could get any more embarrassed. Well she said I like that one too. It's my favorite, so tell me which girl is your favorite. "She asked.”