Ominis Gaunt X Reader Novels & Stories

“You had better… She said trying to raise her voice. But her action was cut short by a violent cough I'll go get some water when excused herself, there by leaving the three of us alone. Mad dog didn't spare a second, he got straight to the point. “Hold on to this for a while.” He said extending the book to Gwen's aunt. I was still curious about what part she could have possibly played in everything. She was Gwen's most trusted aunt, but I couldn't say if she could be trusted after I saw her reaction when she saw the book. She looked like she had just seen a ghost. “It's still helpful don't born or buried keep it safe away from every eye he instructed the terrified woman who was still shaki

He said again and Celeste placed her hand on his bandaged head. "Stop talking babe,you're gonna be fine,shhh".She whispered. Xayne whispered flipping through the pages of the blood stained book. She occasionally laughed seeing the funny comic about her on the book. "I'm gonna kill you".She read and paused. "He's such an idiot,how can he write all this crazy things about, damn! why is my head bigger than the entire body,idiot!".She cursed seeing another character. "Why is my butt so tiny on this one?".She whispered and raised her

Both X and Ka-Rin went back to sleep. Long after, Ka-Rin had awakened. She turned over and smiled at X. She decided to get the bath ready. As she rose to her feet, her eyes could not stray far from X as he only wore his undergarment. His thick grey hair was a lion’s mane. From what was exposed, resembled the chiseled statues of war heroes. It was as if his body had been cast of bronze and his muscles of steel. It was evident that had been training since the womb.

KNOCK! "Lord Master, it's me Elijah..".(Elijah) "Come in…take a seat over there..". I pointed at the chair near the table, Mina who's been supporting her immediately have her sit on the chair, and stand beside her. Mina was a 210cm high minotaurus lady, amongst the slave she possessed the most sexy and voluptuous body, L cup size breast, beautiful hour glass body line and humongous bottom, she has an elegant and gentle face, on her head there's a small horn, she also has a cow ears and cows legs from her knee down. In actuality she isn't a minotaurus, in fact she belong to a branch of a minotaurus race called Cow people, a rare variant of minotaurus clan that known to a breeder and a milk ma

he declared, his voice carrying a fierce determination. The minions, a ragtag group of shadowy creatures with sharp claws and wicked grins, began to encircle the trio. At their head stood a tall figure with a face marred by scars—Drax's right-hand man, a ruthless enforcer known simply as Korr. His eyes locked onto the Moonflower, a greedy glint igniting within them. "Hand over the Moonflower, and I might let you live," he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. Xienma felt a surge of anger rise within her. "We will never give it to you!" she shouted, her voice fierce and unwavering. "You’ll have to fight us first!"

Rex, Lacey and Minet all dashed forward towards Telagus, weapons drawn, ready to decide the fate of Hale. Book two, Magnus: Dragon Lord is available now.

The roar of the crowd faded behind them as Riven dragged Elowen through a narrow side door into the club’s dimly lit back corridors. His grip on her wrist was firm but not bruising yet. Blood still streaked his knuckles and chest, making the hard lines of his tattooed torso look even more savage under the flickering bulbs. Elowen’s heart raced, her bare feet stumbling to keep up with his long strides. The tiny shorts were soaked between her thighs now, her arousal impossible to ignore after the public humiliation and the sight of him destroying Jaxor Veyl.

“Now, next question… not exactly a question but related to it. Why did you kill Gwen and Greyson and Estella, partially.” Her eyes narrows, “That is a question.” “Yes, but in a way it isn’t. It is just you clarifying the readers confusion. Why did you do that to them?” “It was their fat-” “Fuck their fate, writer! You have the power to do anything in this book, why do that? Perhaps that’s why your readers are so unhappy. They better dry your bones with machines.” She stands on her feet in the next second and looks down at me. “It was great seeing you again, Minerva. I hope to see you in the next book.”

I've come to learn that he always walks with minions from the Dusk Fae Court, who've found their way into this school of bloodshed as well. "I haven't seen you since Naming Day ended." He regards me with soul-piercing eyes, like he wants to witness my entire life in Crowngate from just looking. "Since you helped that Freshling survive. I have to say this, Xannon, you didn't strike me as the compassionate type." "Not sure I have a type. I just do what I feel is wise."

“Then explain it. Tell me why you’re haunting me. Tell me what you want!” His eyes darkened further, and his hands clenched into fists. “You think I owe you answers?” he growled, stepping closer. His voice dropped to a low, menacing whisper. “You’re nothing but a vessel. You exist to serve my purpose. You will give me what I want.” “No,” Gaia said, her voice trembling but defiant. “You won’t get anything from me. I won’t let you.” The figure lunged at her, his hand wrapping around her neck with inhuman strength. Gaia gasped, clawing at his arm as her feet left the ground. Her vision blurred, the pressure on her throat unbearable as she struggled to breath.