Novel & Cerita Saint X Book

She forced her gaze away, begging not to see. The blurred pain was almost a sick reward, a medal men twice my age wouldn't be able to carry. I looked back to my father, who was grinning slyly, chuckling as he clapped with everyone else. I blinked down at my hand, letting a small smirk appear. I am Lorenzo Romano, and I am the fucking devil.

We’ve read so many forbidden stories… we’ve come a long way with No Saints! The tension, the sins, the things that shouldn’t happen, but always do. But this chapter is different. This one isn’t forbidden. There’s no hiding, no guilt. Just a husband and his wife. A mate and her Alpha. This scene is taken from my book A luna’s Revenge, and it can be read on its own. To read Alexander and Abigail’s full story, search A luna’s Revenge by Ebi Happy on GoodNovel.

And I haven’t been able to cut out since then. Because while Saint fucked her like a machine, I caught her looking at me. Through the mask she wore, only her eyes were visible. But God, those eyes. Blue, deep, and endless. Like they could swallow every reason I had to keep it casual. She looked at me like I was more than a cock and a paycheck. I shouldn’t feel this way about someone who let two men split her open for cash. But, fuck, I did. Saint wants her dead. He vowed to slit her throat the second she crossed our path again.

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"Not my brother." It's impossible but we speaking about Saint for crying out loud. If his own brother says that he is not capable of love then I might believe him. Which is quite sad to think about. Is he destroyed and filled with a void of emptiness that he even rejects human emotions. "What if he is, then how would you describe it?" I ask. "I'd say, if Saint is capable of loving someone. It will not be as pretty and light as people describe the way to being in love is. Saint's love will come out as chaotic and dark as his soul. I mean if he's this crazy imagine him when he's drugged by loving someone else. It's going to be ugly, possessive, dark, dangerous and wild and whoever is responsib

“ look Xaiver, whatever shit you have going on, I'll advice you to stop now. Because I will find out and I'll burn in to the ground along side you” “ you're not the hero here Marco”. “Neither am I the monster here. I’ve said all I could…” he drawled as he rose to his feet. “For now. And I want you to remember, Xavier—I’m always ahead of you. I hold the power you don’t.” The Omertà File. That's the power he holds.

“L-Lord Sid, I… I just want to go back to live in seclusion to recuperate,” Sahar replied with a shaky voice. He did not expect to be caught by that old fart Sid. This old man despised evil, so how would he let Sahar go? Yet, Sid was one of the six Sacred Saints of the Star Kingdom after all. Sahar was just a True Saint. So, Sahar certainly had no chance of winning. He could not escape and he felt helpless.

RECAP OF LAST CHAPTER: I edited the chapters and I don’t know if it will reflect yet but here’s a recap. . Chapter 38: Saint and Yves arrive and the whole staff welcomes them ... Yves’s mother comes and Saint goes over to touch her feet which is the custom but she shifts her legs away and asks why his mate is a boy .. Saint is sensitive to people’s scents when he wants to help people in the kitchen and Rhiannon asks him to wear a scent mask next time if he wants to be a whiny Omega.

One white priestess was crouched down on her knees and for a moment I had to take a moment to focus but then I was brought into the light and saw it was Caroline. Sophia and Clara were on either side of her going to her aide. Then Laura made her way over and Laura gasped. “Caroline you have the High Priestess marking.”

Zeke held him under for a few seconds longer than necessary, watching Eli's face turn red from the cold and panic, before hauling him out, water dripping everywhere. He grabbed a towel and roughly dried Eli off, the fabric scraping against his chilled skin, not caring about gentleness. Eli shivered uncontrollably, his body still buzzing from the alcohol and now the cold, but Zeke's anger was palpable as he gripped Eli's arm hard enough to leave bruises and pulled him toward the dungeon door. The walk was short, the penthouse's layout making it easy, and once inside the dimly lit room, Zeke shoved Eli against the Saint Andrew's Cross—a large wooden X bolted to the wall.