Saint X Book Novels & Stories

More human than he had ever seemed before. More dangerous, too. Because some devils don’t scream when they stab you. They smile. And wait for you to crawl back first. — Next chapter teaser: Outside, the palace roared with news—Xavier was back. Inside, I slept through it all. With his scent in my lungs. And the storm brewing in his eyes. This was no longer just a game of hate. This was war. And I had no armor left but the warmth of the enemy.

Saint says, more awake now. "Tariq." "His thighs were thick as ship's cables, hewn from years of-" "Tariq, please." "-and the bookseller had gasped, in that tiny shop on the-" "TARIQ." "It’s character development! We’ll get to the really good stuff soon. He’s still wearing pants at this point." Saint pulls his hood up over his face. Oliver is laughing in the seat beside me. Properly laughing, his shoulders shaking, his hand braced on the dash.

Firstly how to get inside the club (This is where Xain comes in) Get his attention # Santo De Luca the biggest player in the whole of America# Get called to his floor Have sex with him Collect 100 grand Save Sophie Chances of success 98% Chances of failure 2%" I said it exactly how I wrote it down "Wow you really have everything down" Xain collected the paper from me "Yes I do so let's get down to phase 1 Shall we"

I initially thought all the enemies Huxley had made would come after her if they knew who she was but I hadn't accounted for the other supernatural creatures that lurked in every corner. "You should get some rest, big man. Maybe give your mind a break from working so much," Saint broke the silence that had settled between us, concern lacing her words. "Saint..." I drawled. "Yeah?" "I hope, when you find your mate, that he accepts you and loves you the way you deserve from the moment you two meet," I solemnly uttered every word, emotion thick in my throat as my eyes burned with the force I used to not shed tears.

“Why am I here Judge?'' Taylor's voice was tiny. “Because I want you to be? And stop calling me Judge. My name is Christian and it's Christian I want you to fall in love with.” *** “I was glad you called.” The dark haired beauty ran her fingertips over the back of my hand. They danced across my skin.. “You have the best boutique for what I am looking for, Vivian.” Keeping my voice even , I moved my hand away. I knew what she wanted. And maybe in the past I would have been glad to service her. Hell, before I had given in to her dark sultry good looks but those days were over. There was only one reason she was here , sitting on my champagne and giving me bedroom eyes across the table and it wa

My heart pounded, the mafia loan shark are here. It's either they here for the money or to end my miserable life. God I'm a sinner, what would I tell my God when I meet him. would I even meet my God? I sold myself out. I wipe away the tears falling freely from my cheeks, even with a tremble fingers I took the courage to open the door and peek out. "Oh there you are my shugaplum debtor" Tony the leader of the gang and an assh*le spit out when he saw me.

Seth called the don's name to get his attention, and he immediately responded and looked at him. “Pagbabayaran mo ang pang-iinsultong ginawa mo sa lahi ko. Putang ina mong hayop ka! (You will pay a big price for insulting my race. You son of a bitch!)” Seth was furious as he cursed Don Fabio. Don Fabio stares at Seth as the young man prepares to leave, unsure of what will happen next. Seth simply smiled at the clueless and arrogant old man before turning his back and walking away, but before he could get far, Don Fabio abruptly stood up from his seat.

Lucien stated hoarsely “I… I… can’t let loose until after the whole ceremony is over. I need to be strong for my son. I can’t let go off the little strength in my grasp. I can’t let my guard down in this pack. I can’t fail Xavier. Not again and you know it”

Can he erase being the first monster who touched her that night? No. “Can you pay Lucy Roshid,” I ask darkly, “for shoving your disgusting cock inside her the way you did that first night?” His face twists in confusion. “Lucy Roshid? I don’t know any…” “Salt.” The word slices through the room. “The girl you knew as Salt at Davenport.” Recognition slams into his face. Then horror. Pure, naked horror. “P...Please…” I don’t hesitate. Not for even a second. I raise the silencer. Aim straight for his chest.

"I think so..." "Come then..." He opened his arms and Celeste reluctantly fell into them. His fingers slithered through her hair, and though the feeling of having someone other Zillon touch her was new, she had to get use it if she really wanted to forget about Zillon and only think about the person who had made her smile and not cry; Xavier... *** **** The first chapter of book two is here😌what do you guys think of Xavier? He seems as nice as I initially wanted him to be...gimme comments and gems...