Novel & Cerita Sandor Clegane X Reader

The air is thick with tension as I move towards the entrance, my senses on high alert. As I step inside, the dim lighting reveals a chilling scene. The bitch standing at the far end, a malevolent smile playing on her lips. Leah is beside her, her hands bound, and her eyes hold a mixture of fear and relief as she sees me. My heart aches at the sight of her in danger, and a surge of determination courses through me. "Sandra," I growl, my voice low and deadly. "Let her go." Sandra's laughter fills the air, a sound that sends shivers down my spine. "Ah, Xavier, you always were the hero, weren't you? But I'm afraid this isn't a fairy tale with a happy ending."

** Hi, this is your author. Thank you so much for reading Clara and Rodrick’s story. I hope you fell in love with them, too. Clara was never an antagonist and Rodrick was never a crazy fucker lol In case some of you still don’t know, this is a second book. The first one is in my profile and it’s called ‘Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha’ The next in this universe is going to be Andrew and Alessandro’s love story. I’ll start uploading their chapters tomorrow. Since it’s finished already I’ll probably upload two chapters a day

’ Star reminded me, giving me the strength I needed. A loud cry of pain escaped my throat when I felt the skin of my thigh ripped. Xander clawed at my leg to let some blood drip. My eyes were blurry from my cries, but I looked around us and memorized the faces of the seven men watching us. I will kill all of them. ---- AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you for reading 💖 Please trust the process. This is the lowest point of the book so we have no way but up from here. 💖

Because it seems they’re up to something, I don’t know what, but I’ll find out. I looked at my split knuckles in the rearview mirror. They were bleeding, staining the leather of the steering wheel red. I reached out and touched the blood, tracing the line of it. I couldn't feel the wound. "You think you can keep her from me?" I whispered to the empty car. "You're wrong.” As I drove toward the city, the rage started to cool into a hard, sharp edge. Sandor thought he was playing a game of power. He didn't realise that for me, this wasn't a game.