Bleach X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Khali said. "You want me to check it?" Rye asked Khali said nothing, but she blushed. Rye was staring at the sea. Since it was dawn, the breeze was cold. They were silent for a few minutes and did not talk. "Am I boring?" Rye suddenly asked Khali turned to him. "Of course not. Why did you come up with that?" "I just thought about it." Rye just said. Khali wasn't saying anything; she averted her eyes from Rye. She loses control of her ability. She could read Rye's thoughts; it was as though her thoughts were breaking her heart. Khali's tears came out of thin air.

His touch sends a jolt through me, and I’m hit with a wave of heat that’s not in the script. My mind’s screaming, This is it, the scene! but my body’s like, Hell yeah, let’s skip to the good part! I’m Cillian Veyne, the male lead, about to live my favorite BL fantasy, but from the inside. And as Ardyn’s fingers tighten, I realize I’m in way over my head.

"Do not touch the bodies, you might cause difficulties for the team tasked with the sensitive details. Careful with your steps, I've noticed you walk like a fucking drugged hyena." The tongue lashing against her began so quickly she was dumbfounded. Someone so handsome and reputable but somehow his tongue was this terrible? Did he have something against her already or was this his everyday attitude? "I presume you have heard of the butcher– Bleach?" He asked, still looking at the bodies around him. She nodded. "Yes, but I do not have insider infor–" "You look…." He glanced at her again, the creases on his forehead deepening. "Not stupid, so the information you have should serve you well for

A bare-chested male with a rugged exterior and inked arms. His appearance makes some liquid drip from my sex as I clang the door closed. TBC.

I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer. “I don’t know who he is,” Channing says as he gently places the human male on the ground. His skin is pale. So pale it’s like…it’s like he’s had his blood drained. He’s clearly dead. “but, I’m pretty sure I know what killed him.” Channing kneels beside the deceased and turns his head to one side, pointing to the man’s neck. I take a step closer even though I already know what I’m going to see. Two puncture wounds on the man’s neck. As if left by fangs. Chapter 9 coming soon.

The dimly lit room brought a wave of déjà vu in her sight as she could recall how she clawed and moaned in the arms of a man and her stomach tightened at the thought. Raze was even much sexier than the man right now, his eyes went ten times darker and his lips wouldn't stop tugging at his teeth. The little exposure of his chest with his sleeves up high and his arms made him seem like he was ready for serious work. Those gold-blazing eyes she saw in Bryan's room were now filled with a spark she couldn't differentiate. He walked up to her, trying to calm his breath down. Trying not to drag that pretty hair of hers as he imagined taking her from behind, how her ass would feel as if it bounces b

I walked to the direction where it was coming from, my eyes were burning red and I clenched my teeth until I tasted blood. It was coming from the bathroom which confirmed my fears, I walked in with heavy steps as I opened one stall to the other, just then I heard shaky and heavy breaths coming from the fourth stall door, I didn't need anyone to tell me, I walked to the door hastily and pushed it wide open, and there he was Leo, with some guy. At first the two seemed surprised when the door flung wide open, the blonde guy was on his knees, worshipping his cock while Leo's head was leaned back, obviously savoring the feeling. My chest tightened and I felt my heart shatter into a thousand piece

"Dexter is an evil genius. How could he do that to you? Sending you into the sex Olympics with no training. But then again, he seems to have an uncanny ability to understand you, perhaps even better than you know yourself." Blaze chuckles, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, Dexter has this almost eerie knack for reading me like an open book. Aside from you, he's the only one who can really get inside my head. Occasionally, I find myself wondering if he's somehow tapped into my thoughts. It's unsettling, but also kind of impressive. I do my best to stay indifferent, but somehow, he always finds a way to break through my defenses. It's nearly impossible not to crack a smile around them—especially wh

I breathe as relief sweeps through me, untangling the knots in my heart and brain. “What’d you say, bitch?” snarls the gnarled, but absolutely massive, fae-ish male creeping toward me, the old tongue falling from his lips in shattered vowels. There has to be some kind of difference between these men and the full-blooded fae watching our deaths with glee. I can’t put my finger on it yet, but I don’t have time to figure it out as it stands. Not here. Not now.

Only sheer pity was written all over my face that instant. “Come here,” I urged him. He did as he said and I hugged him, while he sobbed gently. Caleb, as a gay had a soft heart. Sometimes I wondered why he was a male, because around me, he had this feminine side. The door suddenly slammed open. My eyes drifted to see whoever had opened it. Here goes another thing I certainly didn’t expect. Alpha Killian pounded his footsteps on the floor, walking towards us in a pissed expression. His jaw was clenched and his brown eyes were dilated into pure black. Underneath his eyes lied veins which made me startled. I immediately untangled from Caleb that minute.