Novel & Cerita Heisenberg X Reader

What is he getting his hands into that involved teenagers her age She flipped the third page and she gasped before covering her mouth quickly, she couldn’t believe who she was seeing. It just couldn’t be. “Hen-Henry?” she said shaky as her eyeballs wandered in disbelief as they shook in its circuits. “Experiment 12_ Henry Bart- Alpha werewolf- “X”

The story was so vivid, so real, that she could feel the heat radiating from the page, smell the stale beer and cheap perfume of the club. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the narrative wash over her. She was there, sitting in the booth, watching him. She felt the tension building, the air thick with unspoken words. She wanted to reach out, to touch him, to feel the same electric connection. The writer’s voice was hypnotic, a siren’s call that drew her in deeper. She was no longer just reading; she was experiencing. She was living the story. Her body began to react on its own accord. A dull throb started between her legs, a familiar ache that she had been ignoring for too long. She

He simply stared at her, trying to guess the thoughts inside her head as he simply gave her a cold reply. “Does it matter? You didn’t even know your name, why are you curious about mine?” Xegris coldly said as he look at her bosom again. Hellion tighten her grip as she tried hard to cover her mounds but the very action she does only, furtherly stimulate the viewer. Xegris gulped in satisfaction as his deep gaze already peeled off the layer of clothes on her chest. Hellion gritted her teeth while still oblivious of her stimulating acts. Xegris even whistled but it seems like she didn’t hear it. She angrily puffed out her chest as she yelled at him.

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

The book totally has 60 pages, each has 12 to 15 lines. I read the book somewhat unwillingly until one line caught my attention which caused all the hair in my body to stand up immediately. "Once again I'm warning you, Heil is not what you are thinking. His brain is more active than the normal human and he can see your past once he looks into your eyes. Trust me, he is a human, not an animal. I hope my first 30 pages would have cleared your doubt." What!! Heil is not a human!!! It's a monster. I saw that with my own eyes. The book is totally shit!!

Robert answered. “What should I do then?” I heard a male voice. “Do you even know what you have done just now?” The girl questioned. “Did you leave me any other choice? Can you even imagine what will the condition of our ho yatel if they got angered?” The man said. “Why are you so scared of him?” She questioned. “He is Xavier Hunter, he can make us and our hotel vanish from the whole universe without even lifting his finger also. Top of that there is a reason behind my action right now,” the man said.

Henry**** The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, but beneath it lingered something darker—a metallic tang of danger that made my teeth clench. Xavier’s hand hovered where mine had been, trembling before it fell to his side. His eyes were wide, searching mine with an intensity that bordered on desperation, but I couldn’t ignore the pull of Diego’s presence—the lure of answers I hadn’t even known I was searching for.

In fact, there was a whole shelf dedicated to romance, so someone in the house must be a fan. Not Xavier though, she couldn’t see him reading anything so frivolous. Perhaps something dry about the history of werewolves or war amongst the paranormal race… that seemed more his style, not romance even if he did totally fit the mold of asshole-alpha-male-who-needed-bringing-down-a-peg-or-two perfectly. Her lips quirked as she headed for the door. There was that word again. Asshole. It just seemed to slide so perfectly through the mind when she thought of him. Unfortunately, her over-active imagination didn’t stop there.

“I hate this. I want to be immortal again.” Hale shifts next to me, tilting his head down to he can examine my face. The weight of his hand behind me presses into the bed, inches away from touching me. “And you will,” he murmurs. “I may know of a Gaze Reader.” I twist to gave him, stunned. “Seriously?” “Yes. I didn’t want to get your hopes up, because she is not always the most…gracious person out there,” he explains, ruffling his hair with his hands. It’s so fluffy and wild when he’s just awoken.

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.