Kakashi Hatake X Reader Novels & Stories

“Probably a human mate shared their romance with writers. You know. Otherwise, how did they come up with closer descriptions of us? They just went overboard with us when it comes to the killer instinct that makes us the bad guys. “You two are done?” Lyon slumped his ass on the couch with a bottle of beer in his hand. “You’re drinking alone?” Kairo narrowed his eyes. “You got your paycheck. Buy for yourself, at least. Not just for your hair.” Kairo touched his jelled spiky-hair. “A fan of Naruto.” Lyon was half amused, half annoyed as he shook his head. “You might as well dye your hair, Kairo.” “Once you question your own belief, it’s over.”

He started to massage it. “Don’t hate yourself. It’s not evil to want her to remain dead.” He spoke so gently. Kihara looked up at him. she didn’t know when it started exactly, but Asher had started to read her like an open book. He knew Kihara like he knew the palm of his hand. He knew how she thought, and how she reacted to things. He’d easily picked up on the weight of guilt and the anger burning inside of her. Kihara’s eyes grew glinted with tears. “What should I do if I run into her again?”

Kade coughed tying to get the after taste out of his mouth. The man handed him a glass of cold liquid and he drank the glass of water and it worked. His headache was no more. "Thanks man." Kade said focusing his vision on a handsome, blonde, blue eyed sexy beast with a brush of stubble. "Hi, I'm Akito. Remember me?."

I’m really mad at myself for being happy about the feeling of his body against mine, even slightly. Stupid heat. “People who hit Alphas don’t usually live little wolf,” he says staring down at me, “But yes, basically that’s the gist of it.” This closeness is not good enough, I need more. I’m losing my mind and this water isn’t helping much now that I’m getting used to it. I push my other hand up his wet shirt to land on his abs, “And what happens to the ones who sink their claws into them?” I lift my one eyebrow at him. He definitely flexed his abs, I felt them move under my finger tips. I start to move my hand lower but he catches that wrist too. “You don’t really want to do this Akira, it’

“It’s too bad for you, but she isn’t as weak as you think. She is strong…both in body and mind.” Kenji took in sharp intakes of breath, as he could feel his strength rapidly draining away from him. “I’ve trained her that way for the past six years. Hati has beaten Raven’s Gate once before. We will do it again. And when the time comes…” Kenji is finding it extremely difficult to breathe right now. “And when the time comes…I hope that you enjoy your demise…” He slid down the wall, leaving behind a huge patch of blood, as darkness slowly overcome him. “…Ryuou Kitagawa.” * * * *

It seemed I was going to receive some 'private lectures ' from Jin Kisaragi. We got to my room without attracting the attention of my mom, Alpha Viktor, and luckily for me... Kieran. It seemed he'd isolated himself in his room ever since he got back from school. Anyway, as soon as I opened the door, Jin walked in and headed straight to my bed. He looked at me with a cheeky grin, his eyes sparkling like a child about to receive a present. "Well, just don't stand there. Show me the books." He urged. I drew in a deep breath before bringing down my backpack and dropping it on the bed. I brought out the necessary books I had to read for the test and handed them to Jin.

Kiss careful—testing, tender. Then deeper—warm, real. Tails flare warm gold—wrapping loose around them both like blanket, foxfire healing lingering gentle on old aches. But mostly warmth. Safety. Home. They pull apart slow—foreheads touching, breaths mingling fast. Hearts racing loud in quiet room—wizard scholar monk and ketsune, both terrified and thrilled by new feeling. **Kayo (smiling soft, teasing gentle):** “Your heart’s going faster than during the boss fight, scholar.”

While Akira was back in her room, the image of Yuki and that guy kissing passionately kept replaying in her mind—she was startled, feeling tremors of disbelief. “Okay, they are in a serious relationship,” Akira muttered to themselves, trying to convince herself to move on. She left the school and headed home, her thoughts still consumed by what she had witnessed. But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort.

I would never stab her in the back like that no matter how much she hurt me. These people were sick in the head! “I’ll give you a pup, Alpha Kage. Just cum inside me!” She shouts and my body shivers at the uneasiness that traveled all throughout my veins. I heard sounds of a table moving on the floor and unfortunately imagined the two fucking each other on there. I hated my brain for doing that, but it’s primarily my fault for sticking around to hear all of this. Why am I even torturing myself like this? I decided that enough was enough. I’ve always thought Kage was an asshole, but I didn’t think he’d be this much of a dick to cheat on someone you claimed to love so much, let alone the amoun

My heart stuttered. I opened it. “Come outside. I’m waiting.” No name. No emoji. Just that. I stared at the screen, pulse racing. 'It couldn’t be that stalker right?' I wondered. I stood up, legs shaky, and walked out of the library. And there he was. Leaning against his car, black hoodie pulled low, sunglasses on despite the clouds. Looking sexy as ever. Damon. My heart didn’t know whether to leap or break. He looked up as I approached, his expression unreadable.