Lumiere X Cogsworth Novels & Stories

With a precise strike, his claws slashed across the creature's face, hitting its eye and forcing it to retreat, letting out a cry of pain. “My woman is not your meal, you cursed thing!” Xavier’s deep snarl echoed through the forest, like a promise of vengeance. The creature shot me one last dark glance, its eyes burning with hatred, but then it quickly turned and vanished into the forest shadows, silently promising revenge. Xavier approached me with cautious steps, nudging his snout gently against my face, trying to soothe me. Then, he lowered his body, as if asking me to climb onto his back. Even weakened and still trembling, I climbed onto his back, wrapping my arms around his neck. Xavier

While she was trying to figure out what was on Edge's mind, the guards returned to the car. "Hey, what the hell is this? What are you trying to do?" Light tried to open the doors, but they were all locked, so she started tapping on the windows restlessly. One of the windows in the backseat was rolled down. With a gloomy look on his face, Edge said, "This is a werewolf cemetery for rogues. Stay here and reflect on what you have done." Here? Didn't he know that she was absolutely terrified of darkness? If she couldn't deal with the fears in the pack house, how would she deal with them alone in a rogue cemetery? Terror gripped her entire body in an instant.

Suddenly, the silent room was filled with the sound of cracking bones, and I dragged my eyes toward it. "F*ck!" I whispered, and my mother turned her head, looking over her shoulder. A gray and black beast appeared where Xavier had been. My eyes widened, and an unrecognizable sound left my lips. It now made sense to me why I had never seen Xavier's wolf before. His body had become a skeleton with maggots crawling all over it; the witches were unable to keep him young, and his wolf was not holding up in time. Xavier's wolf turned to face me, his purple eyes gleaming against his skeletal frame.

I felt his soft lips trail against my mark. " You're drunk," " Blame your father and uncle," he slurred against my neck. I turned around and wrapped my hands around his shoulders. I opened my mouth to speak when, suddenly, the power went out. Unknown wolves jumped into the ballroom through the windows. The smell of rogues hit me, but there was something else. Vampires? " Rogues!" Ellis was sober now. Screams erupted, and the guests shifted to defend themselves. " Love -"

Being a being who have lived for centuries ago , it's seems odd for him With eager eyes, he placed his right hand on it and immediately, a bright light shone in the room, due to the force, Adolphus fell to the ground and placed his hand over his eyes to shield him from the overpowering light. At once,the light vanished and the room returned to the way it was a minute ago. Confused by what just happened, Adolphus slowly stood up and to his surprise, the words changed onto the language of the werewolf. He stared in shock, his eyes read each letter bit by bit.

“Did you… change your cologne or something? You smell different from how you did yesterday.” “Really? It must be the new shampoo and soap I have,” said Ben, not really thinking much of the question and also noting the last-minute change in toiletries he had earlier. “No, you idiot. I can smell the difference in your cleaning products, but there’s something that’s changed about your body…” As Francis told Ben his answer, his face finally had a look of recognition. “No way! Hahaha!” “What’s up?” The pretty boy went closer to the confused country lad and asked in a whisper, “You turned into a werewolf, didn’t you?”

Hugo had kept me before he finally did that goddamn ritual in this same cave. In contrast to the state of the cave at that time, now two candles light up the darkness of this place. The light was not very bright, but at least it was enough and did not make me feel blind. I got out of bed carefully, my eyes watching the entire humid state of the cave. No one but myself. Is this still a vision? “You're awake.” I was shocked and turned around as fast as lightning. Hugo stood there, near the mouth of the cave and leaned back, his arms crossed. His expression is flat, his eyes are on me and I cannot read him.

It wasn't long ago he finished his short speech but two hours had flew by already? Lucious 's frown deepened when he saw the chandelier in the room suddenly go off. Murmuring began as everyone looked here and there, wondering what went wrong. Luckily , werewolves had remarkable seeing abilities so they could see just fine even in the dark hall. The next moment, the lights were back on but this time they were dimmer and shone dimly on the dance floor. Lucious didn't remember anything like this when Raphael was briefing him about the preparations.

Lumiere began as he started towards me, the lights coming off its head bouncing against the dark walls of my room. “And how is that a bad thing?” Cogsworth’s sharp voice filled the room before Lumiere could say anything more. “He released the last woman I brought for him without even trying and you think this isn’t something we should be alarmed about?” Lumiere countered. “He was nice to someone for a change… how is that a cause for alarm?” Cogsworth fired.

Chuckles from in front of us draw our attention back to the two rogues. "So that's why we're down here?" The one who speaks has dark green eyes. While I had quickly associated the color green to Xavier's beautiful eyes, swirling with multiple shades and comforting feelings, these reminded me of a murky swamp. "Because the stupid runt is your mate?" Xavier growled and, out of an instinct I never knew I had, I placed my hand on his arm. His shoulders remained stiff but the growl stopped as he placed his hand on top of mine, stroking his thumb against my skin.