Does Sebastian Like Amethyst の小説・ストーリー

I challenge her. She looks at me with dismay, and then with hatred. I know my words have fallen into a bottomless pit. She will never listen to me. "No, you're wrong!" she begins to scream. "She's right," Sebastian intervenes, drawing everyone's attention. "Amber is not wrong. But I'm not going to be with you." He approaches Rose. His gaze remains fixed on her. For an instant he looks up and gets me. But that lasts only a moment.

Sebastian ordered, trying to use his powers to make her submit to him as an alpha. Amelia folders her Ames under her breasts and huffed, rolling her eyes. "I'm not leaving till you tell me why the hell you brought me here and what the hell you are." Sebastian heaved out a frustrated sign, groaning under his breath. Why does she have to be so stubborn? Worst of all, his wolf was happy, purring in delight. "Go back Amelia. I'm busy now." Sebastian said, staring at her with a dry look before he turned around, heading back to the castle.

She pushed him toward the door and he sighed and finally gave in and left. She breathed in deeply, preparing herself before going into the kitchen. She couldn't really understand that Sebastian hadn't just left, but maybe he wanted to tell her what a whore she was before leaving. Amber actually felt really bad, and that in a way she had never felt before. She had panicked and thought Matt could somehow put her head back straight, and in some weird way he did. Seeing Sebastian there had made her realise she actually liked him, like really liked him, as in wanting to be with him, liked him. But she had definitely ruined that, he would never forgive her this.

She looks almost disappointed in me, and I have to fight the urge to touch the delicate planes of her face—the glossy strands of her blonde hair. Her bottom lip wobbles, and she averts her eyes. “Y-yeah...Alex and I are just...friends that will marry for the benefit of both our packs.” I frown, and I don’t know why. Something about Amber calling me her friend doesn’t sit right with me. “Friend, huh?” Sebastian asks. I don’t know when my second brother walked into the kitchen, but he is here now, drinking his goddamn tea like the English. “Do friends usually share beds?” Zeke asks.

The palace library had become their sanctuary. Isabelle found herself there again, seated at the mahogany table across from Sebastian, her fingers tracing idle patterns on a sheet of parchment as she contemplated his latest request. “A locket for Amelia?” she repeated, keeping her voice steady despite the small fissure forming in her heart. “Yes, I think that would be quite perfect.” Sebastian’s face brightened with that boyish enthusiasm that made her chest ache. “You believe so? I thought perhaps it might be too forward.”

“She was scared she was messing them up. But she did a good job. The kids are bright. Resilient.” Ezra stared out over the field. The sun was setting now, burning low and orange across the grass. Sebastian’s scent caught the breeze again—lavender and soft sugar. “I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.” Sebastian turned to him fully. “You’re here. You stayed. You’re trying. That’s more than most.” Ezra looked at him—really looked. He could see it again, just below the surface. That thing Sebastian wouldn’t say out loud. A fondness. A low, humming affection. Not pushy. Not loud. Just there.

,Sarah spoke calmly as both Lisa and Amber stood mouth wide open in shock. "I need to mark you Ava",Sebastian says kissing my neck not even acting bothered by his mom giving Lisa and Amber a verbal lashing. "Sebastian, I gasp as he licks the spot his mark needs to go, we go a situation here",I hold in a moan as he sucks at it. "Sebastian Howl!!!, Amber shrieks , how could you treat my baby this way?",he mutters curses and leans away from my neck to glare at them.

I melded into him, loving every ounce of the pleasure his body offered. After craving this Demi-God for years, I finally had him–in every form that I could imagine. It was no longer a dream or wish but a reality, and I would make him realize I was always the woman for him when I gave him the next heir of the Ambersky pack. “Yes, right there. Oh, Goddess, yes, Sebastian!” Sebastian stopped abruptly and retracted from my walls. He winked at me and stood back on his hind legs. Then he flipped me onto my stomach, propping my ass in the air, and pulling me toward him.

Right after that, Sebastian flirtatiously winked at Dionysus through the rear view mirror. "You're crazy. You believe in that shit?" "What if I do? So, let's hope fate has a different plan for the both of us." "Fate and destiny are not real, dumbass." "Why? I thought you were kind of thinking that it was destiny's plan to make you and Zoey meet each other? If not, why are you still wearing that cerulean jade bracelet?" "I just like the color. Why? Do you have any problems with that?" "Can I have it, though?"

“Still jealous? You should know I’ve always had a few admirers. Can’t handle a little competition?” Sebastian sighed, half-playful, half-serious. “Sometimes I wish I could turn you into a gem and embed you right here in my chest… or hold you in my mouth, like a precious pearl.” His words made her laugh out loud. The two continued their dance, completely immersed in each other. Meanwhile, at the edge of the room, in the shadowy corners of the hall, Zinnia received a message on her phone. As her eyes scanned the screen, a ripple of panic spread across her face.