Griffith X Reader Novels & Stories

The chirping of birds woke up the beauty from the sleep. Grace rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up straight. Her eyes mindlessly danced all over the room before halting at the side of her bed. A sigh escaped her lips watching Xavier who was sleeping beside her. With his right hand shielding his dark eyes, he looked so peaceful that made her wonder that he was the same who kills people ruthlessly. Her gaze slowly wandered to his bare chest. Tingles erupted in her belly watching the rhythmic rise and fall of his buff chest. An urge to listen to hear his heartbeat swirled inside her but Grace immediately averted her gaze scolding herself for even thinking something so absurd. Well, it wasn't a ne

“But the seven of us here are your mates, and we are the only ones that can protect you from the vampires. If we let you go, we will be in big trouble, and I don’t even want to think about it and the dangers you will have to face.” “But…” “Let me speak,’ he ordered, and I went silent. He continued. “Griffith is in love with Clyde.’ “What!!' My eyes widened. “Yes, that’s why he’s mad at you for tampering with Clyde’s life.’

Grace asked gently as we finished putting the packages back into the box. “Yes. No. Maybe? Actually, yes. Definitely, without a doubt, yes. Grace, I think I may be falling for him. But it's too soon to tell, right? What if I'm just infatuated with the image of Xavier that I've built up in my head?” I spoke quickly and without pause. "Well, you've been having graphic dreams about a biker named X for more than ten years," Grace said with a smile on her lips. I let out a groan and collapsed onto my bed, covering my head with a pillow.

A arousal of sexual tension starts to form between the two of us – and if it were not for Britney walking in on us , who knows what we should of done. “Hmmm…what’s going on here?” Our eye contact is broken , as we both turn to look at Britney with pure horror in our eyes. I quickly push my self away from him – we both stand up and dust ourselves off. “Nothing…We just tripped and fell…” I say to her nervously. “Ah huh…I heard that one before…” she rolls her eyes playfully at me , making me blush in embarrassment. “I am sorry , I do not believe that we have me before…I am Xavier” he reaches out to her , after wiping his dirty hands on his pants. She grabs hold of his hand and shakes , making s

When Grace turned sideways, Xander, who was sitting on the side, was finally seen. The two men saw each other face-to-face. Their vibe was completely different. Shawn was calm and steady, while Xander was more outwardly expressive, with a pair of eyes full of thoughts. The two didn't speak for a moment. Grace hurriedly introduced, "Mr. Griffin, take a seat. This is my boyfriend, Xander Fulton." The word "boyfriend" caused Shawn's pupils to shrink. He pressed his lips into a line before finally sitting down. "Thank you both for coming."

“How long have you been here?” “About a day.”Griffin says as he separates himself from me and settles on the couch before picking up a book from the end table. His dark gaze doesn’t leave the pages of his book, but I could feel the animosity coming from him. He seems the brooding type And, I can’t deny the tingle of attraction that surges through me every time our eyes lock. Well I do desire them all! My stomach gives a loud growl in the quiet room, causing Dorian and Xavier’s lips to twitch.

With his huge hands, he grabbed them then brought them up to his nose and began to inhale the scent emanating from them. Griff stood panting, his arm rested on the wall at the entrance."What the hell is going on?" he demanded. Xander stood there, his eyes closed feasting on her essence savoring every bit of her. "Xander?" Griff questioned again after being ignored. "Out of my way" warned Xander. His senses were trying to locate her whereabouts but her delicious scent was everywhere.

I agreed, putting it in mind that I had two more weeks to make Xenia's life in this mansion, a living hell. "Dad, I would be staying here till then," I told him, then left the room with Griffin, giving no space for my dad to say otherwise. They were all going to regret messing with me. "Mind telling me how your answer became yes instead of a no?" Griffin inquired, suddenly looking handsome to me, in his black warm-ups. He had an alluring, long red hair that was braided, dark eyes, and cherry, red lips that moved gently as he talked.

"And how's the Hobbit doing?" "Who?" Griffin asked confused. "The short one," Xavier continued. "Aurora!" "She's slowly recovering," Griffin answered, crossing his arms worriedly. "What exactly happened between them?" "I think she just got tired, tired of loving him and not being reciprocated," Xavier explained. The doctor sighed heavily. "My brother is so proud!" "But we don't know if he feels anything for her," Xavier said. "And you still have doubts? He's shattered," Griffin asserted.

Heather hides her face in my neck as Griffon stands in front of me, always the protector. His eyes widen when they get to Griffon. If looks weren’t enough, once a werewolf looks into someones eyes they’re related to, you know the relation. He looks back up at me shocked, then back down to Griffon. He bends down on his knees, and just stares at Griffon. Griffon, being the smart boy he is, lets his dad understand what was going on and then went crazy. “Daddy!” He shouts and runs into Liam’s arms. Liam falls back a little with a grunt but centers himself quickly throwing his arms around Griffon.