James Wilson X Reader Novels & Stories

with the man she loved. “I don’t just have control of her company,” Xander whispered, flipping through the pages like they were pages of a holy book. “I own her. Her name. Her future. And she doesn’t even know it.” The fire crackled behind him, as if clapping for the villainous monologue. He poured himself another drink slower this time and raised it to the air again. “To June Williams,” he said with theatrical mockery, “the woman who believed in love. The woman who thought she was in control. You thought this was your fairytale ending, didn’t you? Well, sweetheart, here’s the plot twist…”

"Yes, finally... I engineered this wedding. There were times when I thought I´d never get the two of them hitched." He sounds dozy. The room is warm, and I wonder how much brandy he has already had, but I want to keep him talking. James is, as he said in his speech, ´fond of the sound of his own voice´, but he seldom ´opens up´. Tonight, I see the mask slipping; I´m seeing the man. Casting around for a conversation topic to keep him engaged, "What are you reading?" He holds it up. "It´s one Charlotte recommended to me. ´Time Enough for Love´; a Heinlein sci-fi novel from the seventies."

Jessica grabbed her phone as she pulled up a book. “You are observant and I need another set of eyes and ears. He is an ally and a close friend. We are not going to tell him about Charlotte but I need to know if we could, when the time is right.” “And you needed me for that?” “Axel needed to stay in case Alpha James decided to attack.” Glancing over, she started reading a book. “How can you even read in the car? What are you reading?” “It’s called Emerald Eyed Luna. I have really liked these werewolf books. It’s funny how they portray us!”

James Wilson said while turning his back to the path of his car. He had just finished attending a meeting with one of his important shareholders only to come out to see the deceptive man, Dylan Evans. “Tell me what price she gave you to make her cheat her way into that role. ” Dylan spiked out of the blue shocking James to death. He gasped and furrowed his brows very angrily. This man is someone unable to use their brains! Money?! What could an actress offer him that he couldn't afford? He had to quiz himself again and stroke his chin. He adjusted his furious glare to him sending him into shivers.

“She’s the one, isn't she?” Jake approached Xavier later on in the evening, ever since whatever happened between him and Mrs.Ross downstairs, Xavier hasn't come out of his room, neither did he have lunch. Jake isn't stupid. At first, he had been waiting for him to call J&C to request for another Editor, but nothing happened. Xavier doesn't want to tell him but he has made his own conclusions. Xavier didn't act as if he was in his room where he had a book in his hand, pretending that he was reading. This is what he always does anytime that he's confused. The book was upside down, so how exactly was he reading that?

Dawn suddenly rolled her eyes because of her thoughts. And it’ true that James is smiling while saying those things with Xio, he’s almost grinning though, that makes him cute. Well, James is a handsome man, he has this thick curved eyebrow that help his expression more serious, aside his dark eyes. That pointed nose complement with his sharp jaw, specially he goes sideways also his red lips. “What?” Xio asked, her head snapped at Dawn and back to James. “Forest? Do you mean the prohibited forest or the other one that hunters usually go?” she really curious to know.

James was clearly unhappy with their sudden appearance. Cheryl was exceptionally annoyed by the old man’s words too, her face was filled with disgust. ‘What do you mean by ‘spinster’? ‘I just have high standards for men!’ James replied, “What brings you here, Wilson? What makes you think I’d welcome you at my doorstep? Were you banned from working in Michigan? Is that why?” This old man was Patrick Wilson, he had quite a history with James. The two used to be apprentices under a famous doctor, they were like godbrothers. James was older than Patrick, so became the older brother.

“Don’t think I’m going to let you off on the essay pertaining to why the Amendments we have were ratified and not the others.” “There was always hope,” called James. “Nice try. Get to work.” He pulled out his tablet from Eliza’s book bag at the floor of their seat and after handing over her own, he began to tap on the screen in order to get to his book he needed to read. “What’re you doing to do first?” Eliza whispered. “The easiest,” James shrugged nonchalantly. “I need to read Ernest Hemingway’s ‘The old man and the sea’ for English.”

“That’s not going to happen, Mr. James. Get over yourself.” “Why lie to yourself? I can read your thoughts, can smell your longing for what only I can give you.” When she didn’t budge for almost a full minute, it was all I could do not to kiss her,especially when she dragged her tongue across her bottom lip as seductively as she’d done right before I’d fucked her. Her breathing was ragged, and I could indeed read her lurid thoughts. “You’re a vicious criminal, Mr. James. I’m not attracted to a bad seed.”

"Even though I don't fucking trust myself, Because, one, I might have really fucked that woman." James stood, his silhouette casting long shadows across the study's expanse. "Her name's Anastasia Brown, a model—not that well-known. Might be a grab for publicity, or maybe there's truth to it. You don't remember a damn thing, which makes this all the more intriguing." James says. "Get to the bottom of it, then," Xavier snarled, the command inherent in his posture, even seated. "Will do, Mr. Knight," James assured, his confidence grating against Xavier's nerves as he turned to leave, steps slow and measured—the calm before the storm that Xavier knew was brewing on the horizon.