Mello X Reader Novels & Stories

After giving up on research, I had every intention of enjoying a romance novel in the library for the rest of the day, but when Xavier came in the library looking for me, I knew from the look on his face that he had other plans. He had reached out his hand requesting to read the page I was on. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was reading a particularly spicy scene. My flushed face gave everything away. Xavier’s nostrils flared as he finished reading the page I was on. In the book the main characters were fucking on the floor of the library when another male character joined them. They filled two of her holes and plowed into her in the middle of the stacks. “I can smell

Confused, I frowned and stepped around him only to see what made him freeze. Maxello. Sitting on the couch with Harper straddled across his lap. “F*ck…” Max groaned, his hands gripping her breasts as Harper threw her head back, moaning like she’d lost her mind. Their clothes were scattered across the floor crumpled. Harper’s body rocked against his like she owned him. The sight made my stomach twist. Then, Maxello’s eyes flicked open and landed straight on me. Our eyes locked. “F*ck! Mia!” he cursed, shoving Harper off him so fast she stumbled.

Maybe. Josh pushes himself up from the floor. I bite my lip, aware of him walking towards the bookshelves but still too stuck in my head to do anything. "Yes!" I spin around, seeing Josh grab a book off the shelf. "Oh! And this one for sure! Mmmm maybe this one, Xavier seems like he could be the kinky type." Kinky? He comes back over to me, handing me three books. "I think these will give you a better reference." I raise a brow, hesitantly taking them from him. "These two," he taps on two of them, "are realistic and sweet. Reminds me of you two. This one," he taps the third, a devious smile growing on his face, "is what I bet Xavier is like in bed."

he mumbled, dropping his phone on the ebony desk. *knock knock* "Come in," he said as he picked up a black file. "What up bro?" a handsome dark-haired man said with a cheerful voice. "What do you want, Lorenzo?" Xander said without raising his head from the file he was reading. "Come on, Xander, you are hurting my ego, I've been gone for a month and here you are acting like you didn't even miss me," Lorenzo said, pouring himself a glass of whiskey which was on a table at the edge of the room.

" Not yet, I'd find another way” " What's with you and Lucy, Gael?” Darian asked, sitting back down. " What do you mean?" Gael shot at him and walked out, Darian shrugged and walked into his study. *** Meliora's POV How am I supposed to read this? I continued to stare at the book with a really boring cover. Damn! I flipped the page and chapter 1 *the sun turned dark emerging with a great light* Seriously? Is this a poem or what?

She nods towards a man by the door. He throws me a goofy smile. “Lucky for you, my handsome self was at the borders. You gave those rogues a run for their money.” I chuckle softly at his playful demeanour, it seems this isn't so bad. “Well, what's your name?” “I'm Mellisa. Mellisa Wright.” I answered after a short while. “Where are you from, Mellisa? A young shewolf as yourself shouldn't be on unclaimed territory especially at that time of the day.”

He raises his hand, and I flinch, expecting the worst. And then, suddenly, Alec is there, appearing out of nowhere. He's breathing hard, his face flushed with adrenaline. He takes in the scene, and his eyes turn hard as steel. "Get away from her," he growls. "Alec," I gasp. A Silver Hunter raises his sword, about to attack Alec, but he never gets the chance. It's like everything happens in slow motion. Alec bares his teeth, and two pointy fangs gleam in the morning light. He jumps onto the Silver Hunter with the sword up, and the man shrieks as Alec's fangs bury themselves in his neck.

To my surprise, he actually drank it, his throat working as he tilted his head back. “See?” Alicia winked at me. “He’s not a robot.” “Debatable,” I muttered. After a few more rounds, Gabe whisked me away, tugging me toward a guy he wanted me to meet. “Mel, this is Harris. He’s single, hot, and not in the mafia. You’re welcome.” Harris smiled politely, tried to talk about art or politics or something normal, but my attention wasn’t there. My eyes kept drifting to Alicia and Dante across the room.

Emma chimed in, his voice small but decisive, “Agreed.” Elliot allowed himself a genuine smile. “Excellent. Rise, then. And show me what you can do.” Bryan stretched his fingers, a look of concentration on his face. A small, perfect flame sparked to life in the center of his palm, dancing and casting flickering shadows on the walls. Mello looked around. “I need… a book. And a pencil. A specific one.”

Xander had a neutral look upon his face as he leaned his body backward with his arm on the armchair supporting his head while he stared at me, his lips pursed into a thin line. The black shirt he wore had its sleeve rolled up to his elbows, showing off his inked art along with my bracelet. He wore a black fitted jean, his legs slightly pulled apart while his feet bore also black boots. Why does he look hot sitting like that? I didn’t know what to say because I didn’t know if he was mad or not, but I asked my question, anyway. “Is Mr. Meleros okay?” My voice sounded small, too small as I gazed at him under my lashes and waited for his reply.