Sauron X Reader Novels & Stories

She’s like a frenzied force in my head, dying to sink her fangs into anything that moves and desperate for me to quite literally beg on my knees for Samael to fuck me again. Which is not something I’m opposed to doing but I’m not sure Samael would in front of these men. They stare up at him, terror in their eyes and their hearts rapidly pumping the blood through their veins. I can sense it. I can hear it. I can feel it. I think I could control it if I tried… it’s almost tangible. Like I could reach out and touch it. One of them, Xavier, screams and his eyes go wide as he starts coughing up blood. I realize my head is titled as I stare at him and I give it a shake, forcing myself out of my li

When they felt the need for oxygen, Luna pulled back from it. “I’ve been waiting for you,” Xavier said. She looked at his eye to find them different. One of his iris was black and another one was glowing pitch black, indicating that he had partially shifted. Both Deus and he were in control. His aura was different, he gave me the vibe that he was as powerful as a demigod. She felt the power radiating off of him. She wondered why she compared his aura with a demigod. “I’ve been dying to be with you.” She replied and the twinkle in his eyes told her he liked her reply.

into my spirit. [SYNC_LEVEL: 150%] [OVERCLOCKING_INITIATED] Xander’s eyes exploded into a blinding white light. The violet ring around him didn't just break; it shattered under the sudden surge of synchronized energy. He stepped forward, his body wreathed in a mixture of silver wolf-aura and golden dragon-fire. He didn't use his blade. He simply grabbed the Sentinel by its quicksilver throat. "My mate said I’m a required driver," Xander growled, his voice a chorus of a thousand wolves echoing through the digital void. "That means I have Write Access to your physical form."

I begin feeding her , while still talking to her. “My queen…” I hear the voice that I had been dying to hear ever since I woke up from my unconscious state. My head snaps to the entrance to see a very dirty and sweaty Xavier. Though his face and hands were covered in dirt , and his clothes were soaked with perspiration , I could not help but feel attracted to him. I feel my eyes are latched on to him , it felt so hard to tear them away. I noticed every single detail about him – from the way his chest rose and fell from his rapid breathing , to the tiny droplets of sweat that dripped from the tip of his hair. He was simply a sight for sore eyes , though dirty.

Xavier I was investigating some spies when Soren linked me to meet him. He sounded apprehensive. "Please, Xavier, you have to come quick. Lauren just saw me in wolf form fighting away two spies. I did not know she was there and had shifted back to my human form before I saw her. She is spooked," He said, and I could not believe what he had just told me. "Fuck! Soren!" I said aloud while linking him. I felt my world crashing.

The wetness, the pinkness, that’s all he could really see and what he could hear was the desperation embedded within every single one of her whimpers. She spread her legs wider, her lips between her teeth making it so much harder to hold himself and the beast within him back. “Mine!” He growled, his eyes flashing red once again. **** *** A/N// Xavier is cheating on me y'all...he...he😭😭he's going to do it with Celia. I've been crushing on him for so long and yet...! What an evil bastard...I hope he never cums!☹️ 😕

I cut in gently, lifting the book in my lap, “I’d like to get back to my story. I’m just at a very interesting page.” I didn’t look up again. I turned a page I wasn’t reading, letting silence be my shield. A few seconds later, she left. Only when I heard the door click shut did I lower the book and exhale. My fingers trembled slightly as I gripped the arm of the chair. I stared at the door, heart pounding. That wasn’t Siora. Whoever it was… well I only know of one person that can shift, Xareth. I took deep breaths, I have to be careful.

A mass of white blossom tinged with pink across the sky, creating a remarkable sense of good and peace, except that may not apply in the situation, seeing that Marretje has promptly called for me. Her minions escort me to a hall in Xaulfur’s building. Then they leave me at the half open door to find my way in. Within the tiny space left of the door to close gazes the crude eyes of the witch. Seeing them now, they are dark; not any dark colour, but purely black, which makes me wonder if they took the colour of her heart. Across her is Master Xaulfur, who is reclined against a chair, his right hand holding his chin and the other placed on the table creating the division between him and the wit

Chapter 83 Sansa's Pov Xavier took advantage of my frailty as darkness engulfed my awareness. He delighted in my anguish, gaining energy from my anguish and loving the satisfaction of fully destroying me. My fists clenched, my teary eyes betraying the sorrow within. "Have I offended you in any way?" he appeared in front of me in an instant, wearing his T-shirt and sporting a nasty grin. "How on earth could you?" I burst into rage, my fingers fiercely grabbing his collar.

In the damp, lightless hollow of the Maw, surrounded by the ash and flame of the dead, the Prince and the Sovereign collided. It wasn't a mating of intellect and elegance. It was a "Siren’s Lament" played on skin and bone. Silas took her with a lethal intensity, his movements a rhythm he’d honed over a thousand sleepless nights of dreaming of her. He claimed her with a dark, twisted possessiveness that made the breeding cycle Xander wanted look like a children’s game.