Novel & Cerita Saint X Book

Austin's head tilted at an angle that made my stomach clench, the movement too fluid, too wrong for a body that should have been governed by bone and tendon. He lifted his hand, and the charm dangling from his wrist swung like a pendulum, dripping crimson into the black water below. Each drop sent ripples across the obsidian surface, and with every ripple, the dead boy's face in the pool seemed to smile wider. "The Saintess offers peace," Austin said, and his lips moved around words that did not belong to him, syllables that crawled into my ears like insects burrowing through wet soil. "She offers a place where the story ends as written. No more glitches. No more revenants rewriting what sho

They are waiting for the real saint but she would never arrive because the one they humiliated was the real one from the start. What a fine revenge she would have! But that is not the question. This man in front of her is overstepping the boundaries again and she doesn't like it. “Yes I am a saint… so what? » Flavian seemed surprised by Luxiana's annoyed tone before smiling. He loves it. But back to her holy nature, so yes, humans have some interesting abilities too. He shook his head, he's going to visit them. This saint already belongs to his brother but he is not forbidden to go and get one at his disposal. Of course, he will not bother to bring her with him, he just intends to feast on t

After giving up on research, I had every intention of enjoying a romance novel in the library for the rest of the day, but when Xavier came in the library looking for me, I knew from the look on his face that he had other plans. He had reached out his hand requesting to read the page I was on. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was reading a particularly spicy scene. My flushed face gave everything away. Xavier’s nostrils flared as he finished reading the page I was on. In the book the main characters were fucking on the floor of the library when another male character joined them. They filled two of her holes and plowed into her in the middle of the stacks. “I can smell

Harper really needed to steal clothes from her father's beta for Saint. "It's kind of you to gift me with these," Saint said. "How can I repay your kindness?" Harper blushed while wrapping herself up in a towel. Her heart was still racing from how Saint had looked at her. "I don't need anything in return from you..." "How about I join you in the shower?" Saint's voice sounded innocent, but he was definitely up to no good. "I could give you a nice backrub as a token of my gratitude." "Absolutely not!" Harper's heart pounded at the idea of being naked with Saint underneath the showerhead. Suddenly, her head spun with so many dirty images she could hardly stand upright. "I will get into the sho

Saint said. As much as I hated to admit it, Saint was right. Even though I hadn’t seen or heard from him in years, I still remembered the kind of man that he was. He was a monster, and he would do anything possible to ruin the life of those around him, especially those who were helpless, like me, when I was young, and Mia. “Where is he?” I asked Saint. “He is at the tavern right now,” Saint answered. “I told him that he couldn’t come here, and I have ensured that no one is present there, so it will just be the two of you,” he added.

“Mr. Gladwin, something strange is happening in the Daemon Prison. Is the damn Dark Heavenly Path coming again?” Gladwin looked at Saint, and a wicked thought flashed in his mind. “Do you want to go?” The Saint took a deep breath and said, “Lyla already headed there, right? Then, of course, I have to go.” After speaking, the Saint rushed toward the Daemon Prison without waiting for Gladwin to reply.

The loud thud made Xavier glance toward it. He looked at me with an amused smile. “Why are you two so different?” “Different how?” Xavier asked, guiding my hips to move back and forth. One of his hands reached for my chest. “This?” he said, pinching lightly. I nodded, breathing hard. “You’re so wild, like you have no limits at all when it comes to sex. You cross every line and don’t care about rules or norms like Dent does.” “Dent follows church teachings. If he were a woman, I bet he’d be a nun,” Xavier said. He flipped me over so I was beneath him. He spread my legs apart. “Forget about that. Just focus on me, Olivia.”

He remembered bodies in shallow graves and promises made to ghosts. Ashley had walked away from all that; he’d let her, thinking distance would protect her. Now, has distance betrayed her?. A figure slid into the booth across from him. Santiago Vega—Santi to everyone but his mother—wore a crisp white shirt rolled at the sleeves, revealing a jagged scar down his forearm. His dark eyes flicked to the phone, then back to Marco. “Lost her?” Marco didn’t answer. Santi poured himself a shot from Marco’s bottle, uninvited. “GPS doesn’t just vanish. Someone killed the signal.”

I looked at the deadbolt. "Oh, for f**k’s sake, don't give me that look!" Ignatius slammed the bottle onto the table. Red wine splattered my ruined shirt. "I’m trying here! I’m being the man you fell for. The one who protected you. The Saint. Remember? I was your goddamn Saint!"

, her voice growled like a tiger. I feel anxious and terrified but that was a long time ago. I don't care if my dad had a huge debt to them. It's time to reveal what kind of a businessman Mr. Sherlock is. I just keep my mouth shut to protect my father and our family's reputation but maybe it's time for me to be a man. It's time for me to stand on my own. I will not let anyone dictate to me what to do. For Lucy and our son Austin, I will end their miseries and Eloisa's wrongdoings.