Nosferatu X Reader Novels & Stories

Jim was getting bored watching Cassie and Mitch staring at each other awkwardly. Jim needed to see some action, some telenovela shit go down, werewolf style. So he made the first move, since Mitch was looking like an idiot with drool wetting his chin and pre-cum wetting the front of his pants. Jim could smell the fool's arousal. It was disgusting.

Katarina blew out as she turned her back to us before indecisively turning back to face us as if she didn’t know what to do next. “what the actually fuck” I inhaled sharply as I took in the sight of the flaming eyes that shined my way, Lucas has a beast? All this time he was a werewolf and I didn’t have one single clue about it?

I then look at Noah laying on the bed, staring at me with wide eyes, making sure he isn’t hurt. What the fuck is he doing here? "What the fuck, Xander?!" Marcus groans, as he slowly stands up while clutching his shoulder. I turn back to him. *Tear his fucking throat out!* Brutus roars, fighting so hard for control that my vision flares with a blinding golden light. *He touched what is ours! Kill him!*

My eyes are wide, as I bite my lip, so many dirty thoughts going through my mind. "Tell me what you want." Xavier smirks at me, clearly enjoying the look of admiration I'm giving him. "I want to taste you." Xavier raises an eyebrow as he looks down at me. Before he has a chance to respond, I stand up, and push him gently into his chair. I kneel in front of him, spreading his legs apart as he guides his member closer to my face, so that I don't have to move much. I instinctively open my mouth wide, waiting for him to enter. Xavier smiles at me in pleasure, as I begin to suck on his member. I run my hands along his girth while I begin to lick the tip. Flicking my tongue over the sensitive skin

Arghhhh" she growled louder and grasp the sheets tighter. A drilling sensation is penetrating inside her, more delicious than their usual mating. Two black furry feet stomped on her both sides while its fur tickled her back. A low growl rumbled behind her. "Narrah...you okay?" his ragged voice asks in her mind. His voice quivers from containing his beast not to thrash her inside by drilling deep. Narrah could not lock her as a she-wolf would do during mating but the sensation of being inside her on his beast is making him crazy. "Ohh...Kieran....so good..." her body stiffened from too much sensation attacking her body. Xavier's member is doing inexplicable pleasure, making her tremble.

Demian said while looking into her eyes, so that she could look at him too, and she really feels grateful for his presence, what would have happened if Xavier had been like this too He looked at her neck, then swallowed his saliva, while passing his hand on her, saying "Would you allow me a little of your blood? I am really thirsty, and I miss you." Her smile widened, as she pulled the clothes around her neck as she handed them to him His smile widened, and he pulled her to kiss her neck very slowly, and without warning he pulled out his fangs and stuck them in. Although she been hurt a little at first, she felt an intense ecstasy, feeling her blood gushing out of her body. *demian stops* Xa

He twitched and I could have sworn I saw a ghost of a smile. The moment I tasted his blood, I couldn’t get enough of it. It tasted like sunshine and warmth. It tasted like power and darkness. It tasted like storms. By the time I was done, every single wound in my body was completely and thoroughly healed. His glowing eyes never left mine and when we stopped, he asked my name and I told him. Then he went ahead and uttered words that rocked my entire being and left me absolutely dumbfounded. “I, Nox Rider, King of lycans and ruler of werewolves choose you Zora Sparks to be my mate and queen.” He said and then smirked so dangerously. “You’re mine now.”

that voice made me look and I saw two werewolves in human form. The one I met earlier has dark hair, blue eyes, a pointed nose, dark red lips, sculpted jaw, and fair skin. The one whose voice is unfamiliar to me seemed to be more mysterious. He has grey hair, silver eyes, a pointed nose, pale lips, sculpted jaw, and fairer skin than the other one. I coughed and realized that my hands are tied and all I can do is sit. “Just kill me,” I muttered and sit. I now have a broader sight of where I am.

The kiss broke. Octavia’s eyes fluttered open just in time to see his silver irises blaze brighter, almost white. His fangs lengthened just a little sharp tips catching the firelight. His claws slid from his fingertips, curved and gleaming. She stiffened beneath him. Terror poured through her veins like ice water. Xavier’s chest heaved. His breathing was erratic now snarled and broken, caught somewhere between man and beast. His forehead pressed against hers, trembling. “I can’t” he ground out, voice guttural. Like the wolf was speaking through cracked lips. “If I don’t stop…”

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, rough sex, dominance/submission dynamics, and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised – triggers for non-consensual undertones in fantasy context, size difference, and intense power play. This is going to be a long series. Enjoy ;) CHAPTER ONE