Sandor Clegane X Reader นิยาย & เรื่องราว

SANDY’S POV. The heavy metal edge of the locker dug painfully into my shoulders as I leaned against it, my perfectly manicured nails pressing so hard into the spine of my textbook that the thick cardboard bent sharply beneath my grip. The hallway buzzed with the usual noise of students rushing between lectures, conversations overlapping loudly beneath fluorescent lights, but all of it faded into meaningless background noise compared to the scene unfolding several feet away from me. Lucas. My fiancé. The future Alpha of the Blood Moon pack.

Reagan replied coldly, his gaze fixed on Laura. Darius ignored him and grabbed Rayna’s hand. “Rayna, get down. Now.” Before he could pull her— Thud! Reagan kicked him without hesitation. Darius was thrown back, crashing onto the marble floor. Silence. Reagan stepped forward, still carrying Rayna. “Touch her again,” he said low and lethal, “and I guarantee you won’t walk out of this building.” Laura rushed forward. She refused to stay silent, especially after seeing her twin sister receive such attention from the strongest Alpha that night.

Matheseus chuckled, "You really know how to ruin a moment. I was having some alone time with my future wife." I lift my gaze to the doorway, there stands a seething Xander. His shoulder and chest move with each deep breath he takes in. His nose is flared, his lips curled into a snarl and his eyes holding the rage of the world. His hands are clinched into a tight fist. "Get the hell away from my woman, Matheseus." I see the rogue alpha flash his fangs when he smiles. "She will not be your woman for long Xander. You will be in the next life, watching me take her over and over again while she shakes in pleasure."

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a darker shade of hair than his… Nothing of this felt genuinely real. This man seemed to be nothing but a representation of my wild mind. Of the books I have read one too many times. There was no way he was walking the same Earth as I did. His beauty was unmatched. His coldness was surreal. The hunger and the longing was beyond what a human could bare.

She let out a small cry, trying to reach it but he held it above her head, reading the words. “Yes, she is talking to that boy again,” he muttered, his voice thick with anger. Alpha David was the first person to react, grabbing the phone from his son and reading through the chats. “I told you to leave him alone and wait for your mate.” Sandra shot to her feet. “But Chloe just said that she was marrying someone who was not her mate and you supported her—” “Are you trying to compare this human with the future Alpha of Everdeen?” her other interjected.

Our perfect moments of love till eternity. Author’s Note Dear cherished readers, If you’re here, it means you’ve journeyed with CRAVING THE ENEMY’S HUSBAND from the very beginning, through the heartbreaks, revenge, reunions, battles, and the ultimate victory of love. You’ve walked beside Christiana in her darkest moments, stood with Bryan as he fought for his memories and redemption, and witnessed the downfall of Bella, whose shadow loomed for decades. Together, we’ve navigated a world of passion, vengeance, and survival.

There's just no way. "Don't worry, Sophie! I smacked Xander yesterday for you! He even tried to hide from me! Can you believe it?" Sandra proudly proclaimed. Noah laughed and shared how hilarious Sandra was when she saw Xander at their packhouse. Xander was said to have been hiding at their jailhouse for two days until Sandra finally found where he was and smacked him in the back. The smack was not too hard, but she scolded Xander too much. And that made Xander even gloomier, and he cursed at Carter. I laughed at how Noah and Sandra took turns sharing what happened. They then shared that Noah was staying over at Sandra's packhouse for a week, which is no surprise. Sandra and Xander are the f

His fingers slid in — two, knuckle-deep without warning. Her body arched, mouth falling open. “You’ll read, or you’ll count,” he murmured. “Either way, your voice will fill this room.” Lena’s fingers gripped the book’s edges, knuckles whitening. She tried to read. “T-the… the protagonist’s—oh fuck—” Draven’s fingers curled, found that spot, and pressed. Unforgiving. Unrelenting. “Start over,” he ordered.

I pull back a bit, moving my mouth to Sandra’s clit and thrust three fingers inside of her. “Oh shit!” Sandra screams and she stills above me, her juices flowing down my face. The feeling of her clamping on my fingers causes me to orgasm myself and Liam grunts out his own orgasm as I clamp down on him. -------- A/N: Hey friends! We haven't heard from Liam, Bhakti, and Sandra in a minute. Hope that you enjoyed this, cause it isn't quite over yet. Leave me some love and let me know what you think. See you soon!

Sandra The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth as I bit down hard, watching him mark her neck—my best friend's neck—right there in front of the entire pack gathering. "I, Damon Cole, reject you, Sandra Hayes, as my mate." His voice carried across the clearing, cold and final, while his hand stayed possessively on Jenna's shoulder. The bond snapped like a rubber band pulled too tight, pain lancing through my chest so sharp I gasped, and the faces around me blurred into a sea of pity and barely concealed satisfaction.