Nightmare Sans X Reader Novels & Stories

I took her to bed and buried myself in her until dawn. It should have cleansed me. It didn’t. No matter how many times I drove into her, no matter how she clawed at my back and begged for more, it didn’t erase the image of indigo eyes staring into the camera as if he could see me through it. Helena finally slept, satisfied…….I didn’t. —- I had tried to kill the stupid human again this week. That is the part that burns the most. I, Xander Nightfall, heir to the Nightfall pack, trained from adolescence in the art of silent death, failed.

How did he always know exactly what to say to shut me up? Another buzz. Sweet dreams, Nova. Try not to think about my abs too much. I let out a dramatic groan and fell back on the bed. Calm down, Nova. Calm down... Just think about him naked—wait, who even came up with that stupid idea that picturing someone naked helps calm your nerves? I need to have a serious talk with that person. There's no way in hell I want to see Aiden Cross naked— I tossed my phone to the far corner of the bed and finally let myself drift off.

He wore a simple, dark charcoal Henley and black tactical trousers, but the refined clothing did absolutely nothing to mask the overwhelming, predatory violence radiating from his every step. His crimson eyes locked onto me the second he crossed the threshold. The Mate bond flared—a localized, invisible electric arc that violently connected my sternum to his. The collar instantly warmed in warning, and I ruthlessly shoved my emotions down, erecting an impenetrable firewall of absolute apathy. "Leave us, Elara," Xander commanded, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. "Alpha," the Healer stammered, keeping her eyes on the floor. "Her physical trauma is severe. The burns

Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

Chapter 127. The Afterglow. Elena’s POV. The candles had burned low and the sky outside was starting to show the first hints of morning light. I lay between Dominic and Sasha, completely spent. My body ached in the most beautiful way — sore nipples, a well-fucked pussy, and an ass that still tingled. Cum leaked slowly from me onto the sheets, but I didn’t care. I felt used, loved, and deeply satisfied. Sasha kissed my shoulder gently and sat up. “I should head out before the sun comes up,” she whispered. She leaned over and gave me a soft, sweet kiss on the lips, then smiled at Dominic.

“You? Adapt? You’re a relic, Xavier. A rusted name living off fear and nostalgia.” I smiled—cold, deliberate. “Let me show you adaptation.” I pressed a button on my intercom. “Tell Dem to bring in the Eclipse files.” That got his attention. His smirk faltered, just for a breath.“What’s Eclipse?” I leaned forward, locking eyes with him. “That’s the future. And you’re just in time to witness it.” He scoffed, trying to recover. “I’m shaking in my boots, Xavier.” “You should be.” There’s no Eclipse file. But he doesn’t need to know that.

I exhaled and ran a hand through my curly hair, which was an absolute disaster from tossing and turning. What the hell is wrong with me? I was Iris Grimwald. I was smart, in control. I didn't dream about my best friend's father like some horny, desperate teenager. I didn't wake up wet and aching because of a man who was eighteen years older than me, who allowed me to stay in his home because I needed a place away from my stepmom bullshit. His voice came up again, low and dirty in my memory and before I could stop myself my hand had dropped between my legs and I was soaking wet, my panties damp.

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I had never wanted a breeder a day in my life…but I could not stop these endless dreams. Some nights, Valerie was more bold than others. Sometimes she was shy. Sometimes, she looked just as timid and nervous as she did now. I wanted her all the same. Even now, I wanted her. Valerie looked up at me, teeth biting nervously at her lower lip. “Was there something you wanted to say?” I felt the heat in my chest freeze over. I had to focus. There were more important matters at hand. “Nirvonth has returned. But he could not find Xavier. It seems your Alpha left Orheroad days ago.”