Romans & histoires Lara Croft X Reader

And in the center, drenched in crimson fury—Crane. His chest heaved, eyes glowing with his wolf’s rage, fists dripping with blood that belong to no one else but him! Every head turned toward him. Every whisper stilled. And Lara’s heart thundered. Lara walked without fear, her bare feet brushing the cold tiles as she stepped closer. Crane stood in the middle of the bloody mess, his eyes glowing red as though soaked in rage. His chest heaved, breaths coming sharp and wild. “Lara, step back!” Alex’s voice thundered, sharp with warning.

he asked, glancing around at his friends. “I will!” Elara said, holding the notebook tightly. She began reading, her voice steady and full of life as she brought Lira’s story to life. The group listened intently, captivated by the vivid imagery and heartfelt emotions woven into the narrative. As Elara read about Lira’s adventures—the challenges she faced and the friendships she formed—the fire crackled, and the night air felt charged with energy. Jace could almost hear the whispers of the woods echoing in the background, as if the spirits themselves were listening to their tale.

I could hear the tap of his feet approaching the librarian’s desk and then stop. “C-Can I help you with something, S-Sir?” The librarian asked her voice containing the shiver that had passed through her body at Cain’s towering figure over her timid body. I had reckoned that people were not scared of him anymore but maybe I was wrong. ‘Or maybe he is sporting a pissed-off expression on his face, right now? You know we can feel the anger and disappointment straining our bond right?’ Xara said making me want to vanish somewhere before he actually catches me here.

“Xander, I swear to—“ “His throbbing cock traces her wet cunt, making her cry out—“ I scream his name louder, pushing my body to move. It doesn’t heed to my command and I’m still stuck in place, trying to push through a wall I cannot see. “Harder, Zade, harder.” He says in a high pitched voice, trying to mimic that of a woman’s. I would have laughed at how ridiculous he sounded if I wasn’t mortified. I could have sworn the words didn’t sound that dirty when I was reading them. “Take that dirty whore, cum all over your daddy’s cock?” Xander finishes with a note of question, he looks up and our eyes meet. There is amusement and something else in his. He closes the book and I let out a sigh of

Xael Xaden has fetched the girls from university. I know from their expressions that they had nothing to do with this. “Is it possible that your wolf is acting on its own without your knowledge?” Xena asks Xara. “I don’t know, Mother. Oh, my world, that means I am a monster. I killed innocent people. I even killed pups.” Now Xara is weeping, pulling at all my heart strings, but Xena is not impressed. “Shut the hell up! Tears never solve anything!”

The candle she'd grabbed flickered in the draft, throwing strange shadows on the stone walls. She moved fast, counting her steps in the dark. Sixty-two to the turn. Thirty-eight more to the door. The restricted archives were quieter this time. Just the sound of pages turning and the soft crackle of the lamp on the desk. Xander sat hunched over a massive book, making notes on a piece of paper. He looked exhausted. Hair messy like he'd been running his hands through it. Dark circles under his eyes. He glanced up when she entered. "Elena? What—"

Lyra's POV The ancient grimoire thuds to the floor, a cloud of dust billowing up in its wake. I cough, waving away the particles as I bend to retrieve it. We've been scouring the pack's archives for hours, desperate for any information that might help us counter Elara's growing power. "Find anything useful?" Xander asks, his voice husky from fatigue. I shake my head, frustration gnawing at me. "Nothing yet. Just more dead ends and—"

She pictured him staring at her with those magical deep blue eyes and she unintentionally bit down on her lips. "Lara!" X-ray sat up on the bed and stared at her suspiciously. "Guess what I did to him?" Lara's eyes glimmered with mischief. "Kill him of course," X-ray said confidently. "Wrong! I had sex with him and he's very much alive." "What!" X-ray eyes almost popped out of its socket from gawking at Lara in disbelief.

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.

“Just answer the question. Is she his fated mate or did he take her as a chosen one?” “Fated not that I see why it’s relevant.” The tone of his voice told me just how disinterested he was. The only things that ever caught my son’s attention were women, alcohol and fast cars. “And you’re sure” Xander nodded growing frustrated. “Then we have found our wolf. I found this book in amongst Ravens things when I returned. She had bookmarked this particular page.” I threw the book towards Xander who opened it to the marked page and began to read aloud.