Dreamxd X George Novels & Stories

Azxel tensed, his body trembling. "Now comes the real fun," Sky said with a sinister smile. With one swift motion, he pierced the tender flesh. The pain was blinding, hot and searing. Azxel cried out, his back arching sharply. Sky held him still, his free hand pressing down on his chest. "Breathe," he commanded. "And feel it." He whispered. Azxel gasped, his lungs burning as he struggled to fill them. The pain was immense, but so was the pleasure, a dark, delicious rush that made him light headed.

"Serena… What is this… supposed to mean?" Silas asked. "It's all there on the wedding invitation." I met Silas' gaze with an unreadable expression, offering no further explanation. He turned the wedding invitation over in his hands, scanning it again and again, before letting out a cold chuckle. "Really, Serena? Is this your idea of a joke? "You're quite the actress, huh? Choosing the same wedding date as mine and your groom is even... Levi Harrison, that cripple.

Alex replies snapping me out of my evil thoughts. "Well then let me help you with that, am sure you have more important things to do." I smile politely picking up the cup. "But, Mr Xavier won't lik....... " "Am sure he won't mind." I quickly add. I grin tug on the corner of my lips, the sound of my heels against the tiled floor like music in my ear as I walk to Xavier's office, stiring the cup after adding a drop of my evil potion. Eye drop. Its one of Shelley's recipe she usually use on her ex boyfriend's. The eye drop, when ingested causes a serious case of diarrhoea.

No one had paid attention as it overtook him. The demon found his home and took over finding out everything about the guy he could. An evil grin spreads across his face. He figured out that this human was called “Drake.” What kind of name was that? He tested his hands and found that he had some strength and there was some hidden desire that he could make use of. Looking up, he spotted the three girls talking and laughing. She had shoulder length red hair that fell in waves around her shoulders and a hunter green sleeveless top with matching tight jeans that left nothing to the imagination.

not a bad thing. He rubbed my back as I cried into his warm chest, " it's gon be fine Alexa, now stop crying" he whispered in my ear,another person started to sing, Xo by beyonce I just danced into his arms coz it was a slow dance next thing I knew Hakeem fell to the floor I faces my head to the direction of where Hakeem had fell, I turned to find george? Anger boiled up in me

Noah placed the flowers on the bedside table with a satisfied expression on his face. “Oh that’s right, let me introduce you to Georgie.” Xyla looked toward Georgie with a smile. “Georgie Clementine here, is the Chief Executive of X entertainment. Most of X entertainment’s popular stars today were all mentored by her. She’s older than you so you can call her Georgie.” Hearing that, Noah immediately reached a hand out to Georgie. “Nice to be of your acquaintance Georgie, I’m Noah Smith, but you can call me Noah. Xyla calls me that as well.”

He climbed out of the bed and stood up to his full height that towered over George “Don’t waste your time trying to intimidate me, boy.” George's eyes glinted dangerously as he sized up Damien. “I’ve seen more of the world than you’ll ever know.” He spat out the last word as if it was poison on his tongue. Youngsters these days are getting bolder by the minute.

guy but tends to be a playboy. Shit, with the way he looks and the energy he oozes, I’m not surprised, hell he has been the starring role in my recent shower releases. Grayson is close to the same but much more discrete. However, Audrie has experience with Grayson. She tells me about a hot and steamy hook-up they had outside of this Club on the outskirts of Clear Creek.

“Nothing yet. I have Ruth watching her for any changes.” George joined him at the window. Taller and broader in the shoulder, he was quiet and thoughtful as a man, but not one Xavier would care to take on in a fight. Not all the Michaelson pack had the melanism werewolf gene, but George has a reasonable amount of it because he was his cousin, and his other forms were impressive. There was also the fact the most dangerous fighter was one who understood how the body—human or werewolf—worked. Xavier nodded, hand still wrapped around his coffee mug. Ruth was a quiet little beta, a pretty, petite little thing as both a woman and a wolf and George’s interest in her was no secret. Why he hadn’t mad

Dylan says, flashing a mischievous grin. George gives me a worried look as they head off toward the cardio room. After a brief inward struggle, I jog after them. “Um, hey. So, my name’s actually Ardal. Not Chelsea.” George just nods. “That’s Irish, isn’t it?” Dylan’s brow furrows, but he quickly brushes off his confusion, returning to his usual trainer enthusiasm like a “Ken” doll reset. “Okay Ardal,” he says, high-fiving me, “Right on!”