Crosshairs X Reader Novels & Stories

୨୧ ⏔⏔⏔⏔♡⏔⏔⏔⏔ ୨୧ What choice would Izzy make when her two worlds finally collided?

I hate how wet I get just reading his orders. My fingers move slowly, torturously slowly. Slick sounds fill the quiet garden air. I bite my lip hard. “So wet…” I type. “Throbbing for a stranger…” I don’t finish the sentence. Another message pings. “Stop touching. Edge only. Hold it right there. Imagine my hands wrapped around your wrists, pinning them above your head while I watch that pretty nun cunt clench and cry for release. You’re dripping on the stones, aren’t you, dirty little whore?”

I did a little twirl in the middle of the room and started combing the bookshelves to see what treasures I could find. I was just too excited to have found this place. I came across a smaller leather-bound book that had a weird symbol on the front and when I opened it, I realized that it was a history of the Hunter's. I decided to keep that book just in case I needed it. I was totally in my own world when I felt someone’s arms go around me and breath in my ear. "I see you found my favorite place in the house." My body shivered at the contact. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right then and there.

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The Reader stumbled backward. Their faceless hood twisted violently, body bending in impossible angles. “You’re not supposed to hesitate!” they gasped. Liora clutched the book to her chest. “Then maybe this isn’t the final chapter.” “You can’t stop what’s been written,” the Reader hissed. “You can’t outrun the ending!” The floor cracked beneath them, Not ground, But text, Pages of her life peeling apart like skin, And rising from between them, Was a figure made entirely of titles. No face, No features.

“The scariest part about disappearance isn’t the silence–it’s how quickly everyone learns to live with it.” HOSEA The red in my vision is slowly clearing. Xavier stands there right before me, arms wide, grinning like some comic book villain who’s missed his cue. Same haircut, same scuffed prefect badge, same untouchable confidence. My hands clench and unclench before I ball them into fists. “You think that’s funny?” “Actually? Yeah,” he says, still chuckling. “Figured you’d clock me quicker, you’re getting slow.”

The ache blooming low in my stomach like something sacred had been ruined, rebuilt, and claimed as his. The bruises haven’t surfaced yet. But I feel them coming. And I want them. God help me, I want them. He didn’t just fuck me. He dismantled me—slowly, deliberately, with that voice like smoke and steel, and hands that didn’t ask. They took. They owned. Nathan Cross is built like sin wrapped in precision. That chest—solid and unforgiving—pressed to my back while he whispered filth into my ear. Those hips—moving like he had all the time in the world to make me scream his name.

Now I would claim him in return. "I'm sure," I whispered. Cross leaned down, his lips finding mine in a gentle kiss that quickly deepened into something more urgent. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me against his body. The heat of him seeped through my clothes, warming my skin. My hands moved to his shirt, fingers fumbling with the buttons. Cross helped me, shrugging the fabric from his shoulders to reveal the muscled chest beneath. Scars marked his skin—evidence of battles fought and won.

The guys might not be with me then, we might have become strangers by then but I still want to do it and I will. "Bethany, you sell yourself too short. I assure you that whatever you put out will be good. You seem to forget that you have earned yourself a loyal reader base. They will read what you put out and I am sure it will be good. Hit me with a little preview." She told me excitedly. I smiled. "It's a reverse harem. Three guys, one woman, werewolf, and a lot of erotics." I told her. I blushed when I spoke about the erotic contents of the book. I already know there will be a lot. I have had more sex in the past two weeks than I have had in my whole twenty-nine and half years before I met