Ford Pines X Reader Novels & Stories

The dawn broke cold and sharp, with a frost that glittered on the edges of pine needles like tiny diamonds. I stood on the ridge overlooking Ashfang’s camp, the air still and heavy as if the forest itself was holding its breath. Below, the pack stirred slowly—wolves stretching, noses twitching, voices muted by the weight of what had come before.

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he thought. *** Pine lifted the cup of tea with her left hand and drank the warm tea, while in her right hand she held the book she was reading. Currently, she is enjoying her time while studying the information contained in the book. Meanwhile, Kevin sat in front of her. This vampire watched his woman closely. Page after page Pine flipped through until she finally found the page he had been looking for. "Ah!" she shouted, "I found it!" "What?" Kevin didn't know. "The Bloody Grail," she said happily.

Phoenix’ POV She goes limp in my arms before Jackson even pulls the needle from her perfect, smooth skin. “That could have gone worse.” Ryder opens his book, flings his legs over the arm of his soft leather recliner and continues reading, as if sedating my woman is all in a day’s work. Then again I suppose they are all used to pouncing on me and knocking me the fuck out.

They'd sat up there for two hours watching the sun go down over the ridge and talking about everything and nothing, and at some point Noah Callahan's shoulder had been pressed against his and neither of them had moved away, and Eli had understood something about himself that he hadn't had a word for yet. He passed the water tower without slowing down. The town materialized the way it always had — all at once, like a secret the forest had been keeping. The main street appeared from between the trees: the old post office with its faded flag, Morrow's Bookshop with the handwritten sign in the window advertising a poetry reading on Thursday, the Cedarwood Falls Diner with its red awning, Mae's h

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.