Coriolanus Snow X Reader Novels & Stories

Damn right! “Don’t tell me you don’t feel the same, Colt. I mean even just a teeny tiny changes of waves in your heartbeat when she calls you—” “No!” Well, that was fast. “Liar,” Frost muttered, still grinning. “Now who’s full of shit? Shove that to your ass because you can’t fool me when it’s clearer than the sky, Officer Snow,” he snickered. “Just shut up. You, yourself didn’t come from a romance novel,” Colt snickered back.

ADRIAN The honeymoon was supposed to be two weeks in Greece but on day three Emma got a call from Maya that changed everything. "Corso's wife filed for divorce," Maya said over speakerphone. "And she's alleging that he used marital funds to finance his vendetta against you." Emma and I looked at each other across the breakfast table at our hotel. "That's helpful for us, right?" Emma asked. "Very helpful," Maya said. "Because if she can prove it, Corso's going to have bigger problems than your defamation case."

Tears of joy welled up in Snow’s eyes. He nodded. “Yes! From now on, Xander Corporation will set sail again.” “Kiran!” Snow jumped up, threw her arms around him, and leaned in to kiss him. Kiran's eyes shone with joy as he relished the softness of his wife’s body. However, he could not help thinking about Lilian’s reminder. Was it true that he could not sleep with other women? Catching sight of the magical harp out of the corner of his eye, he hesitated for a moment before whispering a few words into Snow’s ear.

“How?” His smile returned. “That’s a conversation for another day.” Rage burned through my chest. “You’re sick.” “Maybe.” He didn’t seem offended. “But I’m also the only one who sees what you truly are.” “I know exactly what I am.” “Do you?” His voice softened slightly. “Cora Snow.” Then his eyes darkened. “Or Elena Lanchester.” The name echoed again. My wolf stirred. “I told you—” “Yes,” he interrupted gently.

Sophia gasped at the sensation, her body instinctively arching toward him as he entered her. Julian groaned softly, his eyes locking onto hers as they both savored the sensation of being fully connected. "You feel so perfect," he murmured, his voice heavy with desire. He paused for a moment, letting her adjust to the fullness before he began to move, slow and deliberate. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through her body, the friction building a delicious tension inside her. Sophia clutched his shoulders, pulling him closer as her legs wrapped around his waist. The heat between them was unbearable, and the thrill of their secret rendezvous only heightened the intensity of the moment.

Holding it like a weapon over my head, I crept toward the door, pulse thundering in my ears. “Who is that?” I called, voice tight with anxiety. No answer. I swallowed hard, grip tightening on the spatula, and slowly opened the door a crack. Kael stood there. He looked cold, hair frosted with snow, wearing a simple hoodie and sweats. His eyes met mine, soft and searching, like he’d been waiting for this moment as much as I had been dreading and craving it. Snowflakes clung to his shoulders, melting slowly. For a second, neither of us spoke. The spatula felt ridiculous in my hand. I lowered it slowly, heart still hammering.

I've never cried like that before in my life. I feel him growing tenser within a few seconds. He looked as if regretting pulling such a prank on me and proposing to me today on my birthday. I could see sweat building on his forehead and I couldn't delay my answer any further, looking at his grey eyes which were staring into my soul. "Yes!" I smile wide at him. "I want to be your guardian Angel for the rest of my life. Will you be my Snow Prince in exchange?" "Yes!" He instantly smiles brightly and takes the ring out of the box before asking for my hands. I reach out my left hand, my right hand still gripping the rose bouquet, totally worn out from my assault on him, moments ago.

“Or should I just call you ‘mine’? I’d be happy to do so, wildfire.” “Aurelia Praxis… of Wayfinder,” I replied, miraculously finding my voice buried beneath Arya’s uncharacteristic pining and trembling, and my own spiraling thoughts. “Aurelia Praxis,” he mused. The back of his hand grazed my cheek as he whispered my name once more, his eyes drifting closed as he drew another deep breath. “Aurelia Snow, of Snow Pointe. That’s the truth. Why are you lying to me now, wildfire?”

Maybe the cold would freeze his obsession. “Him? I think he crashed. His face was flushed redder than a penalty flag when he talked to Jun, and his eyes were bloodshot. He’s a total lightweight with the bottle.” Tammy crunched through the snow. “He demanded to stay in this specific lodge... so Jun ended up surrendering the master suite to him. He’s such a bizarre predator, Collins. How did you ever survive being mated to that?” “I try to keep those memories locked in a vault.”

A small smoke crept up at the corner of Aurelio's lips as he watched her. He grabbed ass and began thrilling her fast from beneath. "Ahh.. Please!!" She screamed as her body began trembling. ✮•✮•✮•✮ ••MAID'S HEADQUARTER•• Coralyn could be seen in her room, tossing from one side of her bed to another as she pressed her small phone. "What does it mean when a guy starts acting cold towards you" She searched on G****e but didn't get a accurate answer to her search.