Carl Grimes X Reader Novels & Stories

Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories. Please feel free to reach out to me through my social media pages. On my Face book page as Maramartha. And on my Instaagram as maramarthaa. While keeping an eye out for Calum’s story: To Seduce My Stepbrother, you can check out my other completed stories; 1. Mr Reluctant Billionaire. 2. Mrs Reluctant Billionaire 3. Erotic Shades Of Passion: a short erotic anthology. (This one is just 42 chapters).

Carl was rather patient. “Where’s your QR code?” Elijah pointed at the strap on his shoulder. Carl scanned and transferred 100,000 over, his profile exuding an air of noble detachment. “I heard you like eating ginseng and deer antler.” Elijah nodded. Carl chuckled softly, ruffling his hair. “I’ll bring you some next time.” Elijah: …Fine, I’ll tolerate you for the sake of money and food! Liking him? Not a chance.

I took a moment to look away from the erotical book I was reading. My imagination was spiralling fast again, I could already feel warm heat pooling between my legs. Yet, I wouldn’t stop reading these erotic novels because it was the only way I could pretend I was with Jeremy Carter, my high school obsession—the very emotionally distant god of Summer High, who had all the hot girls at his beck and call. My thoughts were spinning fast as usual, and I was just about dipping a finger in my virgin cunt while pretending it was Jeremy doing those things to me, when my best friend's voice sounded through the hallway.

"I saw you last night, Liam. I saw you heading toward the lake. And I saw who was waiting for you at your dorm later. Trying to keep everyone happy I see. But we both know who you really want to keep happy, don't we?" My blood turned to ice. I looked up at him, my jaw tight. "You don't know anything." "I know enough to sink that Package before it even starts," Carl hissed. "Imagine what the Rangers would think if they knew their Golden Boy wasn't just a fraud with his girlfriend, but that he was actually obsessed with his winger. It’s not just a supernatural connection on the ice, is it? It’s something much more... disgusting." Before I could think, I was off the bench. I grabbed the front o

he says with a chuckle. Jessica slaps his arm looking at his with a scowl as Carrie and I burst out laughing. “Does it say anything about Carrie?” I ask now wanting to know what I can find out. “There is a chapter on a healing wolf, that you should read,” Carleton says pushing the book towards us. “Why is that?” Carrie asks.

“I can’t resist it.” In one fluid motion, his canines retracted. His eyes stayed gold, burning and hungry, as he grabbed me and slammed me against the wall. One hand pinned my wrist above my head. The other slid down my chest, over my stomach, lower… “Ah!…” The sound escaped me before I could stop it. His hand found my cock through my pants, and I whimpered. Karl grabbed my free hand and pressed it against the hard cock straining against his pants. His fingers wrapped around mine, guiding the movement… slow, deliberate strokes that made my head spin.

What I miss is my peace and nobody's dick. But he doesn't care for peace of mind as he picks me off the swing and carries me to a slab of concrete, wide enough for me to lie down with my upper body. "Don't you think you owe me two for saving you back there?" He tears my underwear with that and smiles at me. I used to think he was good-looking until now. Carl is just plain ass creepy, so I close my eyes to push the image of his face away from mine until he kisses me breathless

There was no way Jigo and I could continue our kiss because I couldn’t stop my cries and moans, and he turned my head so I could watch Carl’s head between my thighs, eating my pussy, making sounds that weren’t any different from when it was Jigo and me, his tongue and lips creating incredible sensations that heated up my whole body and scorched my fingertips and toes . I didn’t know when or who decided it was time. I was almost there, so close, and a tiny thought escaped about how surreal it was that it was Carl who was going to make me cum, that this was really happening, and that I knew even then this was something I could never ever feel guilty or sorry about after tonight. Then Carl stra

His green eyes were staring intently at me, and that look made me uncomfortable. Alexander: Carl, stop looking at her like that. You’re making her uncomfortable. The man in question lowered his eyes and mumbled an apology. Xander stood up and opened his arms. I quickly snuggled up to him, seeking his warmth. He leaned towards me and kissed the tip of my nose. Alexander: Hello my angel, this is Carl, my Beta. Angel: Beta? But you're a knight, aren't you? I knew he'd heard me, but perhaps he didn't dare answer me telepathically since I'd asked him the day before to give me some time. But I could see he was hesitating to answer me in front of his advisor.

He played with her clit and kissed her chest. Elise groaned as she felt her climax hit her hard and she buried her head in his neck. As her inner muscles gripped him excitedly as if milking him, Carl came with a loud grunt and Elise bucked as she felt his cock expand and began to jerk a hot spray inside and before she could stand, she felt his knot impale her.