Emma Frost X Male Reader Novels & Stories

I'm anything but a gentleman, sweetheart," he whispered again, making my heart beat fast. Emma Lewis is a witty and confident girl who never fears anyone. She comes to a conclusion that she is done with guys when her boyfriend of three years, cheats on her but what happens when she encounters Austin Williams? An attractive, intimidating, and cocky guy who always gets what he wants and never dates. Will she change her mind and give in to her desires or fight the undeniable attraction between them? I'm pretty sure you will enjoy it as much as you enjoyed my previous works too. The book is available in Goodnovel Website.

His breath tickles my ear as he says, “Just let it happen. You. Us. Let it be.” I realize he must have been awake for most of my whispered conversation with Malix. He squeezes me against him while Frost’s sleep-tousled head pops up from behind Malix’s shoulder. Frost catches my gaze with his cool, icy blue eyes and we stay like that for several long seconds in a kind of unspoken conversation. I can sense pure affection and a sincere promise on the other end of our bond.

Author's pov… “That stupid bastard!!!” Ephraim yelled out with folded fist, there were visible veins at the sides of his head which shows how angry he was. He was staring at pictures of Tyler and Becky that were sent to him a few minutes ago from Draco, his spy. It was actually pictures of Tyler and Becky kissing, laughing and playing together, they were taken without the couple's knowledge. Ephraim kept staring at the pictures with so much hatred and his anger increased as he stared at the pictures for long.

But this was something I needed to do for myself—for once, I wanted to be selfish. Pushing open the door to Alfie's room, I froze at the sight before me. Despite my determination not to cry, tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably. As I stood there, stunned by the sight before me, my friend Emily—whom I always thought of as shy and reserved—was smiling at me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. It dawned on me then that Alfie must have confided in her about me being his mate. Alfie, his naked chest on display, lay atop Emily, their intimacy glaringly obvious. Despite the shock of seeing him like this, I couldn't deny the attraction I'd always felt towards him, even in this moment.

If this is heat, I won’t feel better until I let a strange male mount me, and then I’ll be stuck with him for the rest of my life. Killian Kelley. Lochlan Byrne. Alfie Doyle. Brody Hughes. Vaughn Lewis. Art Floyd. Dangerous, cold, mean, cruel, violent, heartless—it won’t matter who or what he is. Fate decides, and that’s that. Females get on their hands and knees and beg for it. If you somehow manage to resist the urge, the male descends into rut and makes you. My stomach roils. The tea sloshes. I push up from the table and trudge down the hall like a zombie. I need a shower. Ice cold. Maybe I’m lucky, and I just caught some human flu. I’ve never heard of it happening, but that doesn’t mean

“Everything about this story feels faked, who would wish to spend their money on this, trash.” Another comment said “Come to me, sweet heart, I’ll give you something real to write about,” My heart broke into a billion pieces all over again and Ember’s words on the E board from a few days, echoed in my mind, “Haven, the most unsexy she wolf alive, that makes people least interested in sex.” Could she be right? Was I really that uninteresting? So many things flooded my mind, Ryder’s cruel humiliation, Aamon’s sudden claim of me being his mate… And how I had kissed goodbye to the only way of losing my virginity and improve on my writing skills, I was so screwed.

I laughed when Stefan and Gorjon swiftly turned around, the tips of their pointy ears red. "No milady we do not!" Stefan squeaked. I could feel Ares's freezing glare. I turned to him with a smirk on my face and shrugged. "What?" I asked innocently. "I do not enjoy you joking about two male elves watching my naked body." He grumbles with displeasure, red eyes darkening with anger. My smirk widen. "No?" I asked with fake confusion. "I thought you would like eyes on your magnificent body. " I licked my lips as an image of his naked body emerged in my mind.

His eyes twinkled as he grinned at me, then he turned his attention to the e-reader and cleared his throat dramatically before he began to read aloud in a clear, masculine voice that carried the perfect mood and inflection for the scene. “I love you,” Celeste said simply, her damp, translucent gown fluttering against her heaving breasts. “Kill no more. I beg it.” Declan roared into the night, beating his clawed fists against his chest. Brick paused reading to look up with a frown. “How do fists have claws?” “Oh my God!” I pounded on his arm, encouraging him to keep going because I was way past that very point already. “Don’t stop there.” “Yeah, but if your hand was literally fisted, wouldn’t

Taylor has been in a funk since we have gotten into the city, and Emma has been too busy groping Victor the entire night to care or notice anything else. Opening the door, I am the first to exit, walking into a hard male chest, causing me to stumble back into Charity, who had followed behind me. Where our skin connects feels like acid, and I think I'd prefer that to this. My mind rattled wildly like a rabid animal locked away in a cage. While I wanted to peel back my skin from where we touched, I couldn't help the blossoming satisfaction of knowing this man took the bait I laid out for him.

An emotion I can't place flashes in his eyes upon realizing it's me he crashed into, but then he is back to his usual cold self. "Oh, it's you." He bends down to pick up my books, and my lips form a tight-lipped smile when he picks up the book named "How To Kill Like A Serial Killer" from the ground. I count the seconds it takes for Axel to read the title, and once his eyebrows shoot for the skies, I want to sink through the ground. The half-naked guy on the cover shares many physical attributes with him, and there is no mistaking the amused smirk covering his lips.