Karlach X Reader Novels & Stories

“Damon Salvatore? Stefan? You seriously need to watch better TV, dude. That show’s fucking gold.” I forced myself to breathe. “Right… yeah… TV.” “Why the hell are you asking about vampires anyway?” Jeff looked at me like I’d grown a second head. “You feeling okay? Maybe you should sit out practice today.” “I’m fine,” I lied. But I wasn’t fine. Because across the pool, Karl had stopped swimming. He was standing in the shallow end, water streaming down his chest, and he was staring directly at me. Our eyes locked. Slowly, and deliberately, Karl raised one hand. His index finger touched his lips in a gesture that could have been thoughtful, casual, meaningless to anyone else watching.

I followed his gaze, only to find that the Alpha Prince, Karl, was staring at us, mostly at Damon’s arm around mine. But there was something about the look in his eyes. It was murderous, like he was planning just how to tear Damon apart. Or am I seeing things? Karl’s storm-gray eyes burned darker. Too dark for me not to notice, the faintest growl reverberating in his chest. It felt as though the air grew heavier, colder even, like a storm was about to break. “Take your hands off her.” Karl’s voice was low, catching me off guard. “Now.”

It’s in that text again. Karl’s a witch on loan to help get through some of the older documents, because no one in the area wanted any of this except a small group of deluded fools. Karl specialized in many of the older languages and could read whatever this was with relative ease. “Let’s me finish up with this one and then I’ll try to tackle that one. I think I’m beginning to see double. Perhaps I should take a break.”

Karl placed his right hand on my hip as he looked at the book in my hands. "I'll be honest with you, I've never read a single one of these books. I saw the movies and i wanted to get the books, promising myself that I would read them, but i never did." I chuckled at Karl's words before returning the book back on the shelf. "Why are you showing me this?" I asked. Instead of answering me, Karl placed a kiss on my forehead and walked over to his music collection that I haven't seen yet. He out on an old CD and a slow classic song filled the room. It has no lyrics but it was comforting and easy on the ears.

he begin to chant like a maniac his voice horny and sultry But I struggle to get off his hold. “Please Karl get off me.” I demanded struggling while he kept on kissing me, I even slipped down on the couch while he hovered on top me. I was only wasting time caus Karl continued what he was doing. He began kissing my bare stomach and reached for my boobs through my top. He takes one nipple into his warm mouth while his other hands is squeezing my left boobs and my body responded to it even when I didn’t want to. I didn’t know when I had to give in, letting him have his way with me. I knew what I was doing was wrong, I was cheating on Lennox but at the same time I wanted Karl at that moment.

In his face were worry and anxiety. “Karla!” He shouted. Her eyes blinked. He shrugged her, and then patted her head. Karla scratches her head and stares at him. He stands up from kneeling on the ground and then looks around. Karla, in his arms, yawned and found herself carried by the sorcerer. She looks up, a sky blue sky with thin clouds and a big yellow sun stood before her eyes. And the temperature is scorching hot. “Where are we?” She asked.

However, the faces of her colleagues were colored with excitement because they would witness what kind of fate she would get tonight. “Ah! My hand made an interesting choice!” While squealing, Karl looked happy and satisfied after reading the writing on the paper he had just picked. He then looked up from the paper in his hand, and his eyes fell on Jessica as he continued, "The person you have to kiss is Tyler Edwards, and I want you to kiss his lips, Jess." “…” Jessica felt like a bullet had been shot straight into her head, and she felt like her head was blasting. There seemed to be something inside her burning as she answered the bald man, “Stop acting crazy, Karl! I know you're my boss,

My skirt was bunched high, the friction nearly unbearable, heat flooding me until I thought I would burn alive in his arms. The world narrowed to just him, the rough wall at my back, his weight pressing me down, his body demanding more and more. I moaned into his mouth, my body arching, and he growled deep in his chest, the sound feral, raw, nothing like the composed principal I saw at school. This was the man beneath the mask, and he was mine. And then… The sound of a car door slamming outside shattered everything. Kael froze. My heart stopped with him.

Checking it I found it was him and he had sent me a file. Opening the file I went through everything he had sent and I was stunned. There was no picture though. The program didn't use pictures to safeguard the identity of these werewolves and lycans as much as they could. Karica Wakins; mated to Xynathius Warvine with an off-the-chart Liastronse level. That girl was a lottery ticket. Thanks to our informant we also knew she possessed a red aura, my master would be extremely pleased with the finding.

I shook hands with alpha Mike but when his beta came out of the car that was when things got interesting. Karla let go of my hand and ran to alpha Mike's beta I couldn't help the growl that came from me. I don't know how they knew each other but I can tell that they were close at one point. I walked up to Karla and her eyes were full of tears. I pulled her from the man she was hugging when she was full out sobbing now. "Karla baby what's wrong?" I took hold of her cheeks to wipe the tears away.