Johnny Silverhand X Reader Novels & Stories

His teeth sank into my neck, not deep enough to break skin, but hard enough to leave a mark that would last. The claiming bite. Pain and pleasure exploded through my body. I gasped, my hands flying to his shoulders, unsure whether to push him away or pull him closer. His beast poured into me through the bite, demanding submission, demanding recognition. And my wolf answered. She surged forward with a force I couldn't control, meeting his beast with equal power. Silver light exploded from my skin, so bright that people screamed and covered their eyes. When the light faded, I was glowing. Silver ran under my skin like veins of moonlight, and my eyes, I could feel them burning the same silver a

He doesn’t make it easy. Instead, it makes my eyes sting. I push myself up slowly, biting back a hiss when my ribs protest. The room tilts—just a little—and Soryn’s body shifts, barely, like he’s ready to catch me without touching me unless he has to. My fingers wrap around the glass. The water is cool, clean, perfect. I drink like I’ve been dying. When I lower it, my hands are shaking. Soryn’s gaze drops to them and something dark tightens in his face. He looks away like he doesn’t want me to see it.

Corin POV The roles flipped in a single moment. I went from a girl waiting to die among the corpses of Shadow Claw, the smell of iron and blood filling my nose, to a female claimed by Alpha Glacier with a wild hunger I had never seen in him before. Back to Silver Stone Glacier carried me the whole way. He would not let me walk even one step, no matter how softly I protested. My fingers clutched the fabric of his clothes while he held me like I was his most prized possession. I felt the strength in his arms and the steady beat of his heart under my palm. His scent wrapped around me, dulling my senses and washing away the bitterness of the past days.

Sasha smiled in satisfaction. She even happily intertwined her fingers with Harry's and led him off to a nearby private room. The walls weren't soundproofed, which meant I could hear the clamor inside as the occupants shared a toast. "Mr. White, this is my husband, Harry Upton," Sasha introduced. "It's such good news to hear that you're pregnant, Ms. Fuller! Congratulations! Once my new store is open for business, you and your husband must come by for a visit!"

— End of Story — Author's Note This is a story born out of fascination with contrasts: power and vulnerability, silence and devotion, danger and love. Shadows of Silk & Steel is not a romance. It is a testament to the truth that strength does not always roar; at times, it softly and quietly stands beside another soul, refusing to ever leave. Anton and Sabatine were never supposed to be perfect heroes; instead, they were to be human-scarred, fearful, stubborn, and brave enough to love in spite of it all.

"You deserve a fantasy all your own. Me, holding your hard length in my hands, running my fingers up and down your veiny, smooth shaft, playing with your tip, pumping you agonizingly slow at first and then speeding up, building up the warm friction between me and your incredible cock, playing with the precum that drips from the tip." My hand stops inside her. I can't focus. All I can think about now is what she wants to do to me. I try to bite back the moan bubbling up in my body, but I can't. It escapes my lips and I lean my forehead against the wall next to her. I want all of that so fucking badly. "Sunshine," I mumble. "And then I'd used that precum to lubricate your length and push you a

“But not for her protection, nor for safe passage. No, we will be praying for her to send her greatest weapon to wipe out this stain on her domain. There is no need to speak aloud, just close your eyes and pray in whatever way works best for you. Pray that she shines her light upon us, pray that she sees us through this nightmare. But mostly pray that she sends the Silver Myst.” A gasp filled the circle, and just like that, after simply hearing his name, the little hope that I managed to instill in their hearts exploded to a whole new level. Compared to the Silver Myst, and the fire that his mere name inspires in all law-abiding wolves, I was nothing. And I was perfectly content with that. F

He dragged it out, licked me clean, fingers moving lazily until I was too weak to push him away. Finally, he pulled back, breathing heavy. He raised his hand to his mouth, sniffing his fingers with a slow, deliberate inhale. His eyes met mine, glowing silver, mouth curving into a dangerous smile. “I’ll never wash this hand,” he murmured. “So I can always remember how you taste.” Shame and heat tangled in my chest. My face burned, my thighs still quivering. I wanted to hate him. I wanted to throw him out. But when he sat back on his heels, chest rising and falling with that wild hunger, all I wanted was more.

XOXO Emma Taylor THE ENTIRE SILVER RUN SERIES BOOK ONE- Possessing My Alpha- Completed- Elle & Damon *Previously known as Possessive Mates* BOOK TWO- Possessing My Mate- Completed - Nora/Xander & Theo/Andrew BOOK THREE- Possessing The Gamma- TBA (august 2023)- Charity's Story. BOOK FOUR- Title TBD- TBA 2023/24- Simon's story BOOK FIVE- Title TBD- TBA 2024- Charles (Damon's Dad story)