Astarion X Reader Novels & Stories

The other side was completely bare, a blank canvas waiting for me. A girl was sitting on the bed on the neat side, engrossed in a thick book. She had soft brown hair tied back in a braid and wore simple gray robes. She looked up as I closed the door behind me, her expression neutral. “Oh,” she said, her voice quiet. “You must be the new girl. I’m Elara.” “I’m Fiona,” I replied, walking over to the empty side of the room. “I know,” she said, not unkindly. “The whole school is already talking about you. The new powerless hybrid who is the spitting image of the girl from the legend.”

“Now you’re fighting back.” They reached the ruins by sunset. Old stone. Cracked arches. The remains of an ancient throne room half-swallowed by the forest. Xarion was waiting. He stood at the center, tall and terrible, cloaked in black. His hair was silver as moonlight, his eyes glowing crimson. “My daughter,” he said, smiling. Aria stepped forward. “Monster.” “Semantics,” he replied, extending a hand. “You’ve grown into something magnificent. I’m proud.”

I pull back like nothing happened, like my heart isn’t slamming against my ribs, like I didn’t just light a match and toss it between us. “Because Elara Hale is a gambling addict,” I say calmly. “But that’s not respectable enough for her circle, so she does it in auction houses instead. She tells herself it’s different while she burns millions on things she doesn’t even want—” Damien cuts me off. His mouth crashes into mine hard enough to steal the breath from my lungs. I gasp as his hand grips the roof of the car and he leans in, deep, demanding, pressing my cheek with brutal precision.

I didn’t even try to deny it had aroused me. As I lay on my bed, the walls of the mansion seemed to close in around me, my mind awash with the promise of what was to come. I knew that my journey had just begun. Yet, as I drifted off to sleep, the thought of Alex's hand on my thigh, the hunger in his eyes as he watched the scenes unfold, filled me with a strange hunger of my own, and my hand crept between my thighs.In this world of shadows and secrets, arousal would be a constant, and as the darkness closed in, I made damn sure my pussy was satisfied.

If you'll like to read the other ones I'll give you the names. Asteria: The Fey King's Mate only on Novel-cat. The Crazy Hybrid Of A Mate. This book can be found on a lot of platforms. I hope you'll try them out. Thanks again.

"Impregnated by a Russian mobster." "So you're—" "A bastard. And a supposed-to-be outcast like you if it wasn't for my father." My heartbeat was ringing in my ears and I could hear myself think. I could only give Lucas a puzzled look, my mind ticking, trying to absorb the information. He’s half Russian. Like me. And he's Aurelia's bastard son. That would be more scandalous than what my father did. I wanted Lucas to trust me so he could spill information I can leverage him with. But this isn't what I had expected. If anything, there was no leverage because if I sell out this information to drag him down, I'll be dragged down with him. And I didn’t want his family to suffer the consequences as

never could I repay such kindness though I do thank you till my last breath for holding my hand as I ache it makes me think of our history like the time we first met my goal is to give you that gift again that sense of endless possibilities once I get back to 100% I promise that's where we'll be Don't give up on Kai, Xara. He needs you now more than ever. It might seem as if he doesn't care about you. But deep down he cares, deep down he's falling for you and he's scared. Fight for your marriage Xara, I know you can and you will. Yours faithfully, Your biggest fan, Anon. Xara reread the message wondering who it could be from. Because it was addressed as an anonymous fan. Who are you? She sil

Fucking stupid Lycan. “Yes, but it will be the lingering effects of the bond. Nothing more, besides that Bethany can really ride cock.” He licks his lips and I shiver with disgust. He may have enjoyed it, but I didn’t. The only one I want is Asteria. While I’m lost in my thoughts, she stands up, the chains broken, and she snarls as she stalks out of the hut. She stops and looks around before she falls to her knees and shrieks and cries. Tears stream down her face.

“Luna! Uh, you can go back to bed. Everything is fine.” “First, don't call me Luna, not yet. Second, how could everything be fine when someone seems to be in pain? I heard it from my bed.” “We are sorry to wake you, Lun- uh, Katarina. It seems that Aston is having a bit of an issue.” Aston?! Aston is the one in trouble? I push past the two warriors and throw the porch door open. I step onto the stairs, feeling the rain beat down on me. There, in front of me, I see Aston's body twisting and turning, with fur sprouting everywhere. My Goddess, he’s shifting.

Beaming. "I'm swooning over you guys." Angela chirped fist bumping Lennox. She let out a low warning growl when Hunter flicked her forehead for fun and it f*cking hurt. "Wanna die?" She gritted as his brows shot up. "The f*ck you teaching her?" Hunter glared at Lennox who seemed indifferent and was focused on his gorgeous wife conversing with Silvia, Emma, Aurora, and Catherine. Draken stood among Xander and Azure.