Castlevania X Reader Novels & Stories

His eyes had a fleeting emotion I could not read that quickly disappeared. Xander pressed his me closer to the shelves and leaned towards my ears to whisper. "I was curious where my little wifey disappeared to but who would have thought she was busy reading a historical dark novel about how a girl was fucked every night by a demon she summoned from hell." My eyes popped out when I heard about the contents of the book. Why the hell did Bertha recommend such a book to me? That girl set me up! "I heard the demon once tied her to the bed blindfolded and used a dagger to make her cum multiple times." Xander just had to add, but was that even possible?

I looked down at my dress and thanks to Xavier, he prepared everything according to the level of this university or else I don’t even dare imagine what these people will take of me. “You are now, MRs. Julia Xavier Hunter and obviously you will be a step ahead of everyone, whether it's the dress you are wearing or the phone you are using,” he said, and I looked at his face. “Are you some tarot reader or do you possess any magic? How can you read what was in my heart?” I question him. "No, baby, I am not anything like this. I know what I was thinking and what was going on in my heart without any second thought,” he whixpered in my ears.

Then, I picked up my phone. I wanted to send Ruby a message. I wanted to tell her that I had found Casper. I had just unlocked my phone when the chat suddenly flooded in. [Oh my god! Ms. Xander is really carrying bricks!] [She has blisters on her hands… I checked the later parts of the story. She really is extremely rich. Can someone explain what is going on?]

he growls, his voice low and dangerous as he advances towards her. But Elara only smiles, her gaze fixed on me as she tightens her grip, her dark magic pulsing with renewed strength. “You're too late, Xander,” she sneers, her voice dripping with malice. “I've already won.” Xander's jaw clenches with determination as he raises his hand, summoning his own power to confront Elara head-on. “Not if I have anything to say about it,” he retorts, his voice ringing with defiance as he unleashes a wave of energy towards her.

My eyes became wet and dull as I placed my arms on the manchette of the chair. "Crescent Moon pack, what's with them? Thought we were done with this conversation Xavier." "I don't know, there is something with that Isabella girl. I mean this is not the first time it's happening. I looked into her eyes today and all I could see were memories of that throne room." Hunter flicked his hands in front of his nose as if he wanted to get rid of a bad smell. "Xavier I don't understand whatever it is you are saying. You and I both know that memories of that throne room still hunts you. So I don't see why you should see a big deal out of whatever you saw in the cell room.

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Her eyes then bulged at the sight of me, the sound of a gasp entering her lips before she looked at Xander. That was the last thing I saw before he closed the door, cutting off most of the light that was entering into the room. I could barely see anything more than three feet ahead of me. I took a long shaky breath as I turned towards Xander, freezing under his suddenly confident gaze. His mossy green eyes shone through the dark as all vampires eyes did. His familiar grin made a quick appearance, instinctively making me take a step back. The slim hope I had of those files even existing quickly disappeared.

A faint smile tugged on his lips. “Hello Dr. Amelia,” he said staring at her with expressions she couldn’t fathom. “H— hello,” her reply was almost a whisper. She was thrown into a toss of insane attraction and illogical adrenalin gush. But perhaps every woman who saw him felt like that. He was god’s best specimen. “Wait, you guys know each other?” Xavier said excitedly. He dared not ask about his wound. He chuckled and then said, “Meet Mr. Vargauz, owner of the Waerham Castle.”

Too bad I was in much of a shock myself to laugh at her loss. "You speak of the council My Lady, is this council not made of well capable...vampires?" Xander said with a truly evil glint in his eye. Okay...evil Xander was really hot. I had to squeeze my legs together to ignore the spark that had shot down to my nether regions. "Yes...but..." she started but Xander cut her off

His eyes were locked on Selah. She was curled up in a large leather armchair near the hearth, wearing a soft, oversized charcoal sweater and dark leggings, her bare feet tucked beneath her. She was reading a digital tablet, the pale blue light reflecting in her dark, expressive eyes. Xavier stood up from the desk, his massive frame moving with a quiet, predatory grace. He crossed the room, stopping directly in front of her chair. Without a word, he reached down, took the tablet from her hands, and set it on the side table.