Jonathan Crane X Reader Novels & Stories

Ivara's POV My hands trembled slightly as I accepted the note, its familiar handwriting sending an uncomfortable chill through my entire body despite understanding logically that Selara herself could not possibly have written it given her confirmed death weeks earlier. I broke the simple seal carefully, Kael and Draven watching intently as I unfolded the parchment to read whatever message awaited within. The handwriting, upon closer inspection, carried subtle differences from Selara's own careful script, close enough to create initial confusion but distinct enough to suggest deliberate imitation rather than genuine authorship. I read the contents aloud, my voice carrying growing unease as th

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

I always craved something more intense, something that would push me to my limits and beyond, leaving me broken and begging. That's what led me to this stupid idea on Christmas Eve. I was alone in my cramped apartment, the snow outside building up against the windows like a white prison wall. Bored out of my mind, I pulled out this ancient book I'd snagged from a shady thrift store downtown. It was all about old Alpine myths, and tucked away in the yellowed pages was a ritual for summoning Krampus… not the watered-down version from holiday movies, but the genuine article, the horned devil who dragged the wicked straight to hell for their sins.

I didn't know what to type, I just stared at his last message. Mystery man: So you are also a writer on Goodnovel, share me the l**k to your book. I will like to check it out. Me: Just type in itchy fingers or either My daughter's Nanny or Yes, master in the search space. I have two books on the platform, you can check any out. Mystery man: My daughter's Nanny? Is it romance? Me: Yes, of course. A mafia romance. Mystery man: I can tell you are an hopeless romantic.

Lisa said, arranging her hair behind her ears. "She's my girlfriend." I said out from behind and my mum hugged her. "Yay!!! Finally, you brought your girlfriend to see me" my mum said, holding Lisa's hand and dragging her away. She turns to look at me with her face surprised and I wave at her pointing upstairs. Soon I was now in my room, reading a werewolf story on a book reading application called Moon mates by a very kind-hearted writer that seemed determined to me. I loved all his books too, then something damned into my mind.

He admitted with shame in his eyes. I had heard of the Cardinal Moon pack, Alpha Crane. And from what I had heard he was a piece of shit dirtbag, a bully, and one of those Alpha’s who liked to push the smaller packs around. My curiosity was peaked. “And why would you be going to war with this Alpha?” “I assume you are Gabriel Grayson?” I nodded at his question confirming his assumption. “Alpha Crane has insisted on taking my daughter as his chosen mate… his third chosen mate.” “And you don’t agree?” Jamerson asked with surprise.

Athena’s POV “Mate?” I repeated, staring at him in shock wondering if I heard him wrong. Travis Grey the most powerful, ruthless and feared Alpha King in the whole Northern region, called me his mate He smirked, closing the space between us as he pressed against me until I could barely breathe. He grabbed my neck and nibbling on my ears and shivers ran all over my body. I backed into the wall, trying to get away, but there was nowhere to run.

the woman whispered, her voice sounding hauntingly human against the mechanical roar of the system. Lyra Thorne stood frozen, her obsidian blade hovering inches from the woman’s chest. She felt the sensory reality of the "Reader"—not as a god, but as a "Consumer." The woman smelled of lavender laundry detergent and the metallic tang of a smartphone. She was the one who had "Subscribed" to Lyra’s pain. She was the reason the Forbidden Forest had been so cold.

Kyra is his obsession, his punishment, and his prey. Steven Blackwood doesn’t love he dominates, he torments, he claims. Resistance brings pain; surrender brings chaos. Trapped in his mansion, surrounded by fear, jealousy, and the shadowed eyes of those who serve him, she must navigate a world where innocence is weakness and temptation is unavoidable. Every moment in his grasp threatens to break her, and survival is not escape, it is submission to a man who bends desire and fear into a power only he understands. In the hands of a devil who refuses to be denied, she may lose everything…even herself.

THE END… Thank u all my readers for coming this far with me It has not been an easy journey and I'm really grateful especially to my top tier fan and reader Jennifer, I truly love and cherish you, I hope you check out my other new books too The Beta's Temptation And Hunted Luna Becomes The Hockey Brothers Possession JAXON AND ATHENA'S STORY WOULD BE COMING AS BOOK TWO SOON, IF YOU WANT THEIR STORY, please leave a comment here.