Mark Hoffman X Reader Novels & Stories

Felix laughed helplessly—they both knew he would not dare; he was all talk. Then, Karina explained, "Mr. Hoffman finally agreed to do a reading for me. Surprisingly, it turns out my brother has a living descendant. I'm too focused on training to be aware of worldly affairs, let alone managing relationships. I was hoping you could check on them and offer some support." The matter seemed simple enough for Felix, but something still puzzled him. "Of course, I'll handle it perfectly for you! But wait—Mr. Hoffman is so stingy, and readings drain his energy significantly. How did you convince him?"

Numerous wires anchored to a monitor that beeped as a reassurance of life. "I got almost a library of novels and comics yesterday and yes, i am a reader now. I couldn't watch the movies without you so I read the books. I know I cheated" A laugh erupted from his throat. "...I can't wait for you to wake up so we'd go through that list of yours!" He moved a strand of her hair away from her face. A one sided conversation never a bother to him, even though the pack doctors kept pressing the fact that there wasn't any proof she was aware of her surroundings because of a cognitive dissonance or whatever they said..

I snapped my head towards him as he started inching in my direction. "My love, it's not what it looks like, let me explain." "It had better be a very good explanation", I said. My flames licked up my body ready at any minute to defend me. He tried to reach out to me, but the flames roared harder, and he stepped back. "I'm waiting." The woman stepped forward with her hands raised to let me know she wasn't a threat and pulled down the top corner of her shirt, revealing her orange bond mark. "My name is Ophelia and I work with Rainn. We have a crew of hunters that collaborate. My mate is here as well. We just got back from the beach. I had to get into the ocean for a while. Curse of being a wat

Damn it, would it ever come? There were several beautiful women throwing glances at him. He was a good looking guy, his military blonde haircut and eyes the color of the bluest sky. Brian was a good man, very handsome but he was like a brother. He saw me through my teenage years, my rebellious years, and all my hormones. And now we were dancing like a couple. Life was strange. He waited, and I finally answered smiling. “I said that you are hot but it felt weird to think of you as a sexy guy since you saw me through my teenage hormones.”

Hoffman pumped her chest and gave them all a painful smile. "That's right! I'm the one who betrayed you. You can kill me if you want. It's better if I die. That way, I don't have to live such a terrible life anymore! But I have one request… You'll have to kill me yourself. I want you to live in pain and regret forever!" Mrs. Hoffman let out a cruel and cold laughter. Her voice was laced with bitterness and sadness. She resented Hale! Hale sighed and finally said, "But I don't want to. Mr. Harvey, let her go."

The other was a huge glass overlooking the “Can I get you anything to drink? Coffee? Tea?” He asked immediately. “Oh no. I am okay. Thank you.” I didn’t trust myself with any liquid of some sort. I was sure I would choke on it as soon as I took a sip. “Are you sure?” “Yes.” He nodded before sitting down across from me. “I am Mark Hoffman-Zephyros.” “Aurelia Voss.” His smile twitched slightly. “I know.” My eyes almost widened, but I fought. This was so strange in so many ways. But I had no time to delve deeper into it.

“I did not think the update would make you happy. Did something happen between you and Daisy?” Jaxon smirked, then chuckled quietly. “I caught her reading.” “And? You already know she reads. Too much, actually,” Harry said. Jaxon shook his head. “Yes, but you never told me she reads those kinds of books. I caught her reading Fifty Shades of Grey this afternoon.” Rohan laughed in disbelief. “No way!” “I told her I would be willing to try out a few scenes with her, and she told me she is switching to science fiction now.”

I opened the door, our gazes meeting. "Hello?" I ventured. The omega's smile faltered, revealing vulnerability. "Hi," he replied boldly. "I'm...looking for Brian Hoffman." Impeccably dressed and styled, he shone like a fucking supernova. He looked me up and down in that judgy way of his, appraising my cut-off sweats and T-shirt stained with dishwater.

They are as untouched and virginal as nuns. I scan the covers: Sun-tzu, Machiavelli, Tolstoy, Shakespeare, Byron, Shelley. Anyone sitting in my husband’s office would think him a great reader. He’s not. My husband opens a book, he falls asleep. Curled on the leather couch, I recount my meeting with Detective Harrison for Gray. His face is a knot of concern. “He doesn’t know anything,” he says after I’m done. “If he did, he’d have used your name.”

I close my mouth and take a deep breath, it takes a lot of energy out of me. I see what's left of Hoff fall very close to the barrier, and I'm impressed, because he's still alive, his armor has fallen apart and that's the only thing that defended him. I don't want to leave anything to chance and I jump up, falling on top of Hoff. I heard the sound of ribs cracking and finally pulled his head apart from his body. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform