Novelas y relatos de Ominis Gaunt X Reader

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

"We are powerful together." Xienma nodded, her senses heightening as she felt the energy of the Moonflower mingling with her own. She focused on her bond with Xavier and Cassie, drawing upon their love and unity. As the first minion lunged at her, she sidestepped gracefully, channeling the magic within her. With a swift movement, she unleashed a wave of energy that knocked the creature off its feet.

I answered but was a little bit nervous. “We are not asking if what is your relation to us. We are asking who are you.” Tara muttered while staring at me intensely. At first, I thought they were just having a good time with me, but later on, I immediately realized they wanted to hear from me. I tried to focus on myself. I even let out a deep sigh to refresh my mind, and when I thought that I was ready to introduce myself, I stared at them with a smirk on my face. “I’m Gandhara Alejandro. The daughter of one of the wealthiest women in the City of Tranquil.”

" I snatched the scalpel and sliced open the old woman's abdomen. "I just care more about money. You, on the other hand, are a pure psychopath." The blade avoided the intestines and cut open the stomach. Holding my breath against the sour stench, I reached inside and searched. When I found something hard, I pulled it out, wiped it on my clothes, and tossed the blood-covered chip onto the hood. "Job complete. I'm taking the money." I grabbed the briefcase and turned to leave. "Mark." "What now?"

) BOOK TEN- Title TBD- TBA 2025 - Xanthia's Story (Nora and Xander's Daughter. BOOK ELEVEN- title TBD-TBA- 2026- Octavius Story (Nora and Xander's son.)

NO AUDITORS ALLOWED. Xander leaned heavily against the wooden rail of the ship, his brown eyes reflecting the jagged light of the low-hanging wooden stars. The harsh orange glow that had lived under his skin for nine volumes was gone, leaving only the quiet, permanent gray map of his charcoal heart. He reached down, his calloused fingers brushing a splash of the ink-sea from the hull. It didn't stain his skin; it ran off his knuckles like pure, heavy water, leaving behind a faint scent of cedar and old library shelves.

he said to Rhett, who looked down at the vibrator that he held and then looked up with a slow smile. “We have not been formally introduced,” Talen’s smile was wicked as he began to unbutton his shirt. “I am Talen Gawaine, of the Concordia. And you are?” “Heath Gale, Cameron Edison, and Rhett Salem of the Les Guerriers Sanctifies Triquetra,” Heath had recovered sufficiently to respond with his normal aplomb. He lifted his chin. “We have an accord with the Concordia.”

“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."

Warning: The chapter contains scenes of violence, murder, and blood and may not be suitable for all readers. If you are easily triggered by any of these subjects, it is recommended that you skip them and refrain from reading ahead for your mental health. (Read at your own risk.) ~~~ Reina looked up, her heart racing as she caught sight of Xavier in the rain. The rain poured down his body in sheets, cascading off his tousled hair and soaking his clothes as he held a Glock in his hand, the metal glinting ominously under the fleeting flashes of lightning.