Mammon X Reader Novels & Stories

"Do you know what I can do?" "I am your mother. Xander, not some love doctor." "Love doctor." He almost scoffed, "Fine. I don't even know why you are here." "Xander. Helping you with your love life is why I am here. I am going to help." She said, her eyes sparking of the love she had for him. "Okay. Do you have a plan?" He crossed his hands together. "Actually. I do," This was Camilla Castillo, his mother, his wingman aka his love doctor.

I feel hot all over. “Thank you,” I mumble and step away from him quickly. I walked towards the books that were on the table. It is all dusty, so I blew the dust before opening the old pages. The book is all about wolves and their first shifting. I smiled sadly, seems like I will never get to know that feeling. “Hey Lexa,” he calls, startling me. I turned to look at him. “Want to go for a ride?” he asks.

I heard footsteps and it was coming closer. “Sister Raven?” The voice is gentle, sleepy and laced with concern. It’s Sister Miriam, the youngest novice, her cell just two doors down. “Are you alright? I heard…” I freeze against the wall, heart hammering so loud I’m sure she can hear it through the plaster. My shift clings to my damp skin, nipples tight, peaks scraping the fabric with every shallow breath. Between my thighs the slick heat pulses in time with the scar on my belly, that cursed little crescent that never lets me forget how alive this body still is. His text from last night keeps looping: ‘ruin… holy little cunt… forget how to pray.’ Each syllable drips lower, coating my folds un

I whimpered, my body aching with need. "Please, Alpha" I begged, my hips lifting to meet him. "Damon," he corrected, his voice a growl. He leaned down, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. His cock pressed against my entrance, and I moaned, my body tensing in anticipation. "Fuck me, Damon," I pleaded, my nails digging into his back. He groaned, his hips surging forward, filling me in one swift movement. I cried out, the sensation of him stretching me, filling me, overwhelming. He began to move, his hips thrusting against mine, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

-I haven't heard anything; I just got here today, I reply uninterested. -I think he's Carla's fiancé. Carla is the godmother's daughter of her late son, but also her children. She's a year older than me, she dropped out of college, although it was an easy one mostly done for show, and is currently employed at a bar in the commune. I don't know why, but she always praises her in front of me, even though she's far inferior to me. As I'm about to tell her that I don't know anything about it, Damon's car stops behind us.

He said. "I want this Mammon." I said to him, sliding off the hooks of my bra. His eyes lit up as he laid eyes on my breasts and he drew closer and captured my lips in a thrilling kiss. I grabbed his hair as we made out on the bed, feeling every part of his muscles and enjoying the sweet savor of his mouth. Mammon broke away from the kiss and stared at me with a smirk on his face. He went down on his knees and removed my panties. He spread my legs apart as I laid on the bed.

he says. He approaches an old woman sitting at the edge of a fountain. "What are you doing?" I call after him. "Excuse me, ma'am." He bends to look her in the eye. "Have you ever heard of something called the Golden Coin?" "Alec," I hiss. What's he doing? We don't know who could be a Silver Hunter—even this tiny, old lady is a contender. Which means we can't go around these islands blabbing about the coin.

Suddenly, she heard a deep, booming voice that made the ground shake beneath her feet. "Who dares enter my domain?" the voice bellowed. Edna knew that it was Mammon, and she took a step forward, ready to face him. "I am Edna, a hunter here to take you down," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady. Mammon emerged from the shadows, and Edna was taken aback by his size. He stood over ten feet tall, with skin as dark as coal and eyes that glowed with an otherworldly light.

Her young age and lack of experience in the outer world had always given Papa an advantage, an upper hand on all of us, especially on her, and eleven years ago, after Papa had died, it was as though Mama had broken free of the thick shackles binding her for all these years. She did not want to be a part of our world, and Dom, being the Consigliere and Adonis’s closest friend, had granted her that wish. Dom had done it because he wanted her gone. He had wanted to see how far she could go and abandon him. She had not abandoned us, but to Dom, leaving was equal to running away. Mama had dared to live her life the way she had wanted. That was when she met Antoine Garnier. Love had bloomed betwee

Maria, takes out of the briefcase a computer, opens it, enters the network, with one hand she handles the keyboards, and in the other she holds the paper that the cardinal has just given her, and then says; - The deposit has been made. I hope that this insignificant money will make you happy. -He turns the computer so they can see that it is correct, they grab their cell phones and try to confirm it, as incredible as it seemed to them, the five of them were millionaires, as for my details I want absolute privacy, the information of this illicit association, the gang member Alberto Zapata gave it to me, I don't want him to know that I am here, tell him that there was no agreement, because I r