Frank Castle X Reader Novels & Stories

I answered absentmindedly while my mind lingered on the odd young man. "All he needed to do was keep you company, nothing more," He said in a somewhat upset tone and I looked up at him in a bid to read his expression properly. Just then, Castle approached us with three books in his hands which was more than he'd promised me and the moment he saw Alpha Arnold, he hurriedly took a bow to acknowledge his presence. "Where did you go?!" He raised his voice angrily at Castle which startled me a bit and I slightly moved away from him.

Everyone envied Cassandra for having such a faithful man by her side and not only was he faithful, but he treated her best friend like a younger sister. How could they have thought he would be banging her behind closed doors? ‘’Coming’’ Frank cleared his table as he followed closely behind Martha. He did not want to think of the worst, but the handwriting on the wall seemed to be clearer this time than others. ‘’Come in’’ President Tarlor Calvin ushered him in. Martha stayed at her station while Frank walked in alone. ‘’Have a seat’’ Calvin offered. Just like Carlson, he was one of the youngest bachelors and wealthiest in the country. They were not only friends but business partners. ‘’Do yo

It takes him a moment to read the room. All four of the guys are standing with one of my books in their hands. I know what each one is by glancing briefly at the covers. All of them are erotica, werewolf, and absolutely filthy. I have had to read most of them one handed and almost always fantasised about Phoenix and I as the main characters. “What the hell is going on? Why is Rose embarrassed?” Phoenix glares at his brothers as he steps in front of me. How did he know I’m embarrassed? He’s right, I’m absolutely mortified.

Scarlett's POV Franklin and I were making out in a corner of the library where we were supposed to be reading books and figuring out what the Demon King wanted. Franklin's hands ran through my thigh, and I could tell what would come next. I was still very sore, and going again would probably kill me. “Let's focus on the books.” I whimpered, kissing him again. Ten kisses later, and two ass spanks, we were back to reading. “So, what do you think the Demon King wants with the world?” I asked Franklin who seemed as if he was already immersed in a book, like he wasn't trying to press into me a few minutes back.

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Even though he was only a soul, his temperament was extremely calm, exactly the same as Jessica's temperament before. Franka was okay, after all, she had read a lot of novels, so she could barely accept it. However, as a true three-good student, Razer had some doubts about whether his books had been read in vain. In this world! ! There really are ghosts! !

Every time their eyes met, he gave her that knowing smirk. After dinner, the parents went to bed early, exhausted from the long drive. The cabin fell quiet except for the crackling fire in the living room. Sara tried to read on the couch. Callum sat in the armchair across from her, legs spread, watching her like a predator. "You have been staring at the same page for ten minutes," he said, his voice low. "What is on your mind, Sara?" She snapped the book shut. "Nothing that concerns you."

he said, his voice rough. He pulled her wet shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra was next. He unhooked it with one hand and threw it away. Her breasts spilled free, nipples tight and sensitive. Jake lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hard peak. Mira gasped and arched her back. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy. She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain.

Not an enigma per say, but there were rumors swirling in the criminal underworld about what his real identity even was. He looked the part of an Alpha—hell, he had the strength to match one. But there was something about him, something that didn't quite add up. I had spent too many years dealing with people, studying them like chess pieces, to ignore the feeling that Reed wasn’t what he seemed. Something about him had set off every instinct in me, but I hadn’t figured it out yet. “I understand,” Castiel’s voice broke through my thoughts as he got up from the bed. “I’ll help you figure out what Reed Wolfram is.”