Arknights X Male Reader Novels & Stories

I managed to push my way to the inner edge of the crowd and was both shocked and confused by what I found. Alpha Lace was on his back, shirtless, in the dirt, with a man lying on top of him. He had his arms around the other Weres neck, and his legs wrapped around his body. I recognised the other male immediately. It was Ari. He is one of our top fighters, on the fast track to becoming a commander. And one of Gunner’s friends. Alpha Lace had Ari’s legs pinned and was squeezing his arms around his neck in a strong chokehold. Ari’s face was turning red and was screwed up into a strained grimace. Alpha Lace was laughing and looked like he wasn’t struggling in the slightest, even though Ari looke

55.1 We melded seamlessly, our body heat setting my mind spinning in a whirlwind of desire. The proximity between us ignited an indescribable yearning within me. His masculinity was incredibly appealing at this moment, a complex mix of ambition and pain that I longed to soothe. It was a strange desire, one that both surprised and confused me. As I locked eyes with Knight, I noticed the darkening intensity in his gaze, like a shadow lurking in the depths of my heart—hauntingly beautiful. My eyes drifted to his neck, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness that he had no mate's mark. I had heard that mates marked each other, but I wasn't a werewolf, so maybe...

"Goodmorning ladies and Gentlemen!..." I commence. Every eyes were fixed on me and flashes started to appear. "I am Knight Alfaro Archangel, your Prince Alpha and the son of the King Alpha Kade Alfaro Archangel. Tonight, I am here to clarify the intent of the weekly mating event that I have conducted and is at its process of execution." I took a remote and turn my body slantly tot he side where the big Projector is on. I have prepared a presentation of my own because this is part of my job- providing clarity.

Three sharp raps that echoed through the quiet house. No answer. I knocked again, harder this time. "Nathan, I know you're in there." Still nothing, was he seriously going to ignore me? After what he did last night, he was just going to pretend I didn't exist? I was about to knock a third time when the door swung open suddenly. Nathan stood there in sweatpants and nothing else, his dark hair messy like he had just woken up. My eyes dropped to his bare chest before I could stop myself, taking in the defined muscles and smooth skin that I had touched two nights ago.

Arianna's Black Cóck Obsession (3) Disclaimer: This next chapters contains highly explicit sexual content, including graphic depictions of oral sex, group sex, BDSM dynamics, sexual domination, and adult language. It is intended strictly for mature audiences aged 18 and above. Reader discretion is strongly advised. By continuing, you acknowledge that you are of legal age in your jurisdiction and consent to viewing sexually explicit material ••••••••• "Strip." Dom Kane ordered.

He leaned back against the counter, flipping the cover open. On the first page, written in bold, uneven handwriting, were the words: “A Secret Collection of Male Confessions.” Adam let out a quiet breath, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Confessions?” he murmured. “What kind of confessions…” He turned the page. The handwriting inside was rougher, heavier, different from one section to the next, like multiple voices trapped in ink. Different men. Different stories. His curiosity sharpened. He kept reading.

Zarah shook her head in annoyance. “At least we try our best,” McKaye said. “Knight, the allies,” Lennox reminded him. Knight gave me the council’s number, and I dialed it on my phone when no one picked up from Knight’s number. It was picked up right away as if monitoring my call logs. “Yes? Who am I speaking to?” a man answered, sounding as old as Lennox. “You know who I am. I’m sure my number is already registered in my profile, but let me introduce myself. “I’m Blakely Nirvana Woodrow Thorne, a human mated to Alpha Knight Blackwell.”

"I, Jason Crimson, Alpha of Crimson Moon pack, accept you Ariana Harrison, as my mate!"

It was also the most powerful thing I had ever felt. He finally reached out, his hand cupping my cheek. His touch was warm, grounding. The storm inside me began to still. “The girl who ran from her wedding is gone,” he murmured, his thumb stroking my skin. “The boy who hid in the shadows is fading. What is left, Aria? Who will you choose to be when you step into that arena?” I looked into his eyes, and I saw my future reflected there. Not as a pawn, not as a victim, but as a force. His equal. The mate of Kai Thorn.