Meyrin X Sebastian Novels & Stories

all paper-thin disguises that somehow held until this exact second. Sebastian is the first to move. He takes one slow step forward, then another, until he’s close enough that I have to tip my head back to meet his eyes. They’re the color of storm clouds right before the rain hits, and right now they’re locked on me like I’m the only thing in the universe. “Freya,” he says, tasting the name like it’s something sacred. His voice is low, rough, and it does something terrifying to my stomach. “That’s your name?”

I asked, my voice low and tense, trying to keep my cool despite the rising anger and confusion. She looked at me, a slow, amused smile curling on her lips. "You don’t know me," she said softly, "but I saw you and Victor staring at each other... so I figured you’re Megan’s mate." I hesitated, my eyes narrowing. "Hi, I’m Sebastian," I finally managed, my voice rough with suspicion. She continued, her tone cool but confident. "I’m Emorie. Look, I don’t know if you’re aware, but considering the way you and Victor were eyeing each other, I assume you know who he is."

“What now? There are three coats left. Didn’t you call the backup model?” Sebastian checked his watch and sighed. “No.” He looked up at the sky for a moment. “It’ll be dark soon. If we don’t take the pictures now…” His sentence trailed off as he shifted his gaze toward Zayne, who was sitting calmly with his arms crossed. His face looked sour. “Why?” Elmy asked, confused. “Your husband.” “What about my husband?” Sebastian’s brows wiggled. Whatever mischievous idea was forming in his head, Elmy wasn’t convinced it was good. She carefully stepped over the piles of snow and followed Sebastian toward Zayne, who now looked at them like they were annoying insects.

Baby Sebastian looks exactly like Claus, with the same eye color, hair color, and even complexion. Mia smiles broadly "That must have been done immediately because it was requested for. But I guess he came up with his result" ******************************************************** A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves as Claus, Mia, and their precious newborn, Sebastian, stood before Rick's grave. The cemetery was peaceful, and the late afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow over the tombstones.

By saying this, he freed her arm with a jerk. She was looking at him with teary eyes and a beating heart. Her lips were trembling. Suddenly, a voice drew the attention of both of them. Maybe there was an animal that fell down from the tree. Sebastian got up from his place and walked towards the plants, and Evelyn unwillingly stood at some distance from him. She wanted to know the reason for this sound. When she saw her arm, Sebastian's fingers had left their mark on her arm and her skin was burning badly.

he replied and I heard the door open I turned to face a frustrated Xavier his hair messy most likely from being under the snow cap. "You must be Xavier," Sebastian said standing up outstretching his hand. "I'm Sebastian," he added and Xavier shook his hand confidence radiating off him. He was intimidating even more so when he wanted to be and I knew Sebastian felt the power, control and confidence radiating off him. "Xavier Persons," he said giving him a small smile before pulling away sitting beside me.

" might you girls happen to know who a guy named Kai is?" Sebastian asked in a sweet voice " Oh, there was a meeting of all the school heads earlier, I think Kai is still with the principal at this moment. but maybe later I can take you to him " " that is very kind of you, sweetheart. what's your name?" " My name is Melinda and this is Molly, my friend" " Wonderful to meet you, my name is Sebastian and I am from the mad pact"

Sebastian's POV Trying to be around my mate without arousing suspicion was a challenge throughout the day. Her role as a maid required her constant presence, which, in this case, was both a blessing and a curse. I found myself lying in my bed, unable to escape the thoughts of Alina. Even in her maid uniform, she radiated beauty that left me yearning to see her without it. I couldn't help but imagine how her curves would feel in my hands. I needed to be careful not to come off as a pervert, but my desire and attachment to her were undeniable.

CHAPTER FOUR. I met a most familiar pair of gaze. An intense shade of green. Dark and stormy that sent a shiver through my spine. Those orbs could only belong to one person. Sebastian McAndrew. I have met him at least a few times in these few months, those cold eyes regarded me as he tilted his glass to me in recognition as well as greeting, I returned it with a curt nod and resume on my drink.