Cole Walter X Reader の小説・ストーリー

“You think it is still there?” “I think that’s where we need to look first,” Leila said firmly. “If we can find it before the Rulers do, we might have a strategic advantage.” Tom hesitated, glancing around the library as if expecting the walls to have ears. And then Leila’s phone produced a sudden Meow. There was an encrypted text, and the initials C.W. ‘What is it about?’ Tom asked, frightened. ‘Nothing. Just the initials of someone I have to kill to join their sick cult. And guess what? C.W. stands for Christina Weinrich.’

"It's just that this person must see Walter great man after he can consider giving the object to Walter great man behind the Pill Master." "This is the person you are referring to as the King Daoist? It's nothing special at first glance." Annoying them Writers with a pair of long and small eyes examined Tadhg Walter a bit, especially after seeing Tadhg Walter sit down that very simple emotionless guard after that.

Rook and Marco were going through the oldest files — the ones from the decades before any of them had known Harlan's name. ‎Cole sat at the far end of the table with a specific section pulled toward him. ‎Rain watched him from across the room. ‎He had been quiet since the warehouse. Quieter than usual — the easy, unhurried manner completely set aside, replaced by something she recognized now as the Cole who appeared when something mattered enough to drop the ease entirely. ‎He was reading everything that had Lena's name on it. ‎She brought him coffee without being asked. ‎He looked up. Something in his expression that was grateful and raw and quickly managed.

Best Friends with Serena Vander? At first, Walter was in a daze, seeing his ex-wife looking so beautiful. But then, he heard Cassandra’s concerns. “Walter, Xavier wants everyone to know I was once your mistress,” Cassandra implied. It hit him—Xavier’s unexpected attendance. Walter could not believe it. He never thought that Xavier was this vengeful. He really came with the intention of announcing to everyone that he was his child from his first marriage. He even brought Claire with him!

Selena's words echo in my mind: ‘With the people Collector trusts most. I've spent days searching, watching, waiting. I've studied every servant, every guard, every warrior who might be connected to the Collector's network. And now, with Walter exposed as the monster he is, I have a new target. Walter's chamber. If there's evidence to be found—proof that cannot be twisted, witnesses who cannot be silenced—it will be there. I know it. So tonight, while the pack sleeps and Walter doing his Gamma work which keeps him occupied, I make my move.

“Our goalie and Excel are basically in a toxic relationship.” The corner of my mouth twitches. It’s ridiculous. It helps. Then he glances sideways, quieter now. “And then there’s Shaw.” I shouldn’t ask. I do anyway. “What about him?” Cole blows out a breath. “He pretends he doesn’t care. Acts like nothing touches him. But the second you walk in a room? Man short-circuits. It’s kinda beautiful, if you like disasters.” “I don’t,” I lie. Cole gives me a look that says sure you don’t.

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

Cole advised. As we stepped into the room, you felt the magic of years of tradition contained within the walls of the room. Cole went to the section that said gifted wolves. He scrolled through the book titles until he came across what he was looking for. He moved to the table in the middle of the room, put the book on the table and then pulled me into his arms. I was sitting in his lap as he opened the cover. Inside were pictures of past white wolves. They were stunning and I could not believe that I was blessed to be one of them.

he said, and paused, taking a quick glance at Ash who immediately brought out his phone to show everyone the picture of the sewer grate with the unmistakable dent of a key at a corner of it. Xavier, Hallec, Darrow, Tiana and Wulfrun took a peek and then turned away to scatter about the office to investigate. Cole stood by Alexander’s massive desk and pulled open his drawers, deftly checking for hidden compartments, but after looking for a few more minutes, he found there were none. He caught Xavier’s image from the corner of his eyes and raised his eyes, watching him tapping gently against a corner wall just down the end of the room. Cole’s eyes went to the Mona Lisa’s paintings on the wall