Gibbs X Reader Novels & Stories

Don't just skip this book again; add to library. Enjoy! Your loving author; Natasha Gwen

'—her initials—engraved on the front. "What's this?" Eden asked, paging through the book, at the incredibly detailed, neatly scrolled notes on Liam, from what he likes to drink, to how he wants his clothes folded and packed for travel. "It'll help you in your first few days in the CEOs office," Gibby replied. "But shouldn't you give it to Clara, though, since she's the chief assistant?" Gibby shook her head, "I have a feeling you'll need it more than her." With that, she squeezed her on the shoulder, took a long sip from her champagne flute, slammed it on the messy table piled high with used plates, glasses and cutlery, and headed for the door.

She wiped her tears courageously as though her heart had been hardened. "Alright, please call me if anyone bullies you or tries to judge you. Manga is not here, but we are here for you. We will protect you as he did." "Thank you, Ice for calling." "You are welcome," Ice said and hung up. Gabrielle drew her book closer and began to read again. Her concentration courageously surged up too. She studied and studied until she was ready to justify the book. She was grateful to her friend for hiring the best project writer who wrote the book free for her. The book was well written. It was beyond her expectations. Gabrielle climbed her bed and slept off in the early hours.

GUTEMBERG My fingers skimmed across the page in a hurry, a habit I picked up as soon as I started reading physical books - that's another thing about me, I prefer real books to e-books. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, a book resting in my hands. The low light from the lamp highlighted the shadows on the walls, creating an atmosphere of calm. The novel I was reading was one full of twists and turns and tragedy, my favorite kind, especially if the main character is the hero and the villain at the same time. I was at an important moment in the story, Carl Pickett has just discovered that he has a brain tumor and only a few months to live, so he catches his girlfriend and his best friend i

They were disappointed by the unexpected turn of events, and their desires remained unsatisfied. A crewman approached Xavier, gently extending a book that the mysterious author had borrowed the night before. Xavier's interest was immediately sparked as he opened the book, his gaze drawn directly to a marked page that held a surprise. As his gaze settled on the paper, Xavier was overcome with awe. At the very beginning of the specified page, there was a note written by the enigmatic author himself. It was a private message, intended just for Xavier, a reader who adored the author's work.

Moist heat pools between her thighs and she grips his shoulders, her nails digging in to his skin. “You are so fucking sexy.” Gabe whispers to her, nipping at her neck as he moves his head towards her chest. She tilts my head back, panting for breath. Was he going to..? She had read about this in a book, but she can't assume that it feels as good as they say..

“Are you sure you really want to read it? It might be a bit—I don’t know—life-altering.” Life-altering? I just looked at her and kept my hand held out, waiting. She sighed out a reluctant mutter. “Okay, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” The letter landed in my palm. As soon as I looked down and began to read, Gabby scurried around behind me so she could reread it over my shoulder. Shaking her head in awe, she whistled low. “This is seriously some crazy shit. The dude was boinking his stepmom. I mean, wow. Just wow.”

Gaby lifted her eyebrow. “What’s funny? You are crazy!” said Gaby, drinking water while stroking her chest. Clark noticed this but did not ask. “How do you do that?” said Clark. “Drinking water?” Gaby asked. Clark smiled. “Silly!” Gaby smiled as well, thinking about what she was saying. “How are you able to look at me in the eye? Usually, when I look into women’s eyes, they look away right away. Why not you?” asked Clark.

It was damn difficult not to drool whenever he walked into the room and she could only pray that he couldn’t read her thoughts. Gabriella had been born with a gift that no other wolf in their pack had. She didn’t just have a link with everyone through the pack link. She also had the ability to see memories people had and read their thoughts. Although she spent many years blocking her talent, it was difficult to do so now that she was back home. Of course, some of her pack’s thoughts were of the X-rated kind and she would quickly close the link the moment she realized it! Others were just normal everyday thoughts.

Just when she was about to give up, her eyes landed on a small black briefcase under the bed. She pulled it out and noticed that it wasn’t locked. Her heart started beating fast. She slowly opened it, and inside was a thick file. The cover had no title. She opened it slowly and began to read. The first page had a photo of a wolf, huge, dark, with glowing eyes. Under it were words, 'Rogues Report - Uncontrolled Werewolves Activity” Gabby’s hands started shaking. She turned to the next page. There were photos of people, some she didn’t recognize, and one of them looked a little familiar.