Robert Reynolds X Reader Novels & Stories

 reynolds Sign Out Broken dreams Edit Paywalled Published in 2023-07-08 15:43:56 620Words Sunita have spent all the eight years isolation with all hard work from morning to night as a robot , without considering her health , trying to save her marriage and for child . Sunita pov :- Sunita just finished all household work and retired to bed to take s nap for afternoon , and she takes tour to her past seven years how she spent with

Khali said. "You want me to check it?" Rye asked Khali said nothing, but she blushed. Rye was staring at the sea. Since it was dawn, the breeze was cold. They were silent for a few minutes and did not talk. "Am I boring?" Rye suddenly asked Khali turned to him. "Of course not. Why did you come up with that?" "I just thought about it." Rye just said. Khali wasn't saying anything; she averted her eyes from Rye. She loses control of her ability. She could read Rye's thoughts; it was as though her thoughts were breaking her heart. Khali's tears came out of thin air.

Well, it's their choice" Mike replied. The man turned to me still chewing the gum in his mouth making me wonder were he got that from with the whole apocalypse. "What's your name?" He asked turning to Gary "I'm Gary and he's....." "Name's Richard" I said cutting him short the second time today. He looked questioningly at me I just stared back and gave him the whatever look. The man kept looking from Gary to me. What was he thinking? I asked myself. "Well, I'm Mr Bryan" he said. Gary offered his hand for a shake but he refuse to shake it. "No shaking of hands for now" he said "who knows if you're hiding a bite he added in disgust making me hate him immediately.

"There's nothing wrong with that, Deborah. Nothing shameful about wanting to read stories that make you feel something." I looked up at him, surprised by the conviction in his voice. "You really think that?" "I know it." He reached past me, his arm brushing mine as he picked up the book again. "Besides, you have excellent taste. Sylvia Dayn knows how to write tension that'll keep you up all night. The way she builds the emotional connection between her characters is incredible." My eyes widened. "Who are you and what have you done with Liam Reynolds?” I asked. “You've read it?"

Rhea said, her tone lazy but laced with razor-edged disdain, “If you were any more desperate, I’d have to offer you a tissue so you could wipe your brain, maybe then, you would be able to think better.” Xander blinked. I turned, just slightly, to see her wheel herself forward without hesitation. Her expression was unreadable, that cool, aloof face she wore like armor, but her eyes, her eyes were on fire. Xander’s smile returned, “Desperate? For what, sweetheart?” Rhea tilted her head, folding her arms loosely over her chest, “Oh, come on. Don’t play dumb. Your actions are screaming louder than your mouth ever could.” He raised an eyebrow, intrigued, “And what exactly are they screaming?”

A faint, knowing smile touched his lips before he turned to the board. “Today we will discuss power exchange in nineteenth-century literature,” he began, his voice smooth and authoritative. “Particularly how submission can function as both surrender and rebellion.” My cheeks burned. He was speaking directly to me. For the first thirty minutes, he lectured normally. I took notes with trembling hands, trying to focus on his words rather than the plug inside me. Then I felt it. A low, gentle vibration started deep within me.

We talked and talked till the manager of the restaurant himself came to tell us that it was too late and he had to shut the bar. I came to know so much about him. His favourite things, how he despised coffee, which I would like to change his opinion on. How he love to read, his love for literature, which I can already guess from the giant library he had back in the castle. He had a huge collections of charlotte Brontë, Virginia wolf and of course Jane Austin. Alpha Reed Xander is a mercurial man but with astonishing talents. Still one thing I hate about him most is how he keep hiding things from me even after I told him I hate it. Ugh! He is already in my head.