Sebastian And Grell Novels & Stories

"Look!" Her eyes snapped open and fixated itself on the grave. "It's moving! It's moving!" Sure enough, the earth covering the grave was trembling; rising and falling. "Oh merciful Zeus," she murmured, scared for her fate and that of her husband at the hands of their people. "Watch out!" The grave burst open and a clawed hand flashed out. "Blood suckers! The emperor is a blood sucker!" Another clawed hand, then a leg and in a flash, Sebastian leaped out the grave, his skin pale as a corpse, his eyes bloodshot and dangerous.

Sebastian watched, appreciating Alex's reliability and kindness. Alex guided Adam through math problems, patiently explaining concepts. Sebastian observed, feeling grateful. "Thanks, Alex. You're incredible," Sebastian said. Alex smiled. "Anytime, Sebastian." As Adam focused on his studies, Sebastian and Alex conversed in hushed tones. "Did you hear? Zarek tried buying Gray Wolf," Sebastian whispered. Alex's eyes widened. "What? How?" Sebastian leaned in. "Offering cash, jobs, and infrastructure. Thought he'd sell out."

“Cassian Blackridge and Elena Varga have formed a temporary alliance.” Sebastian smiled. Not a surprised smile. More like the reaction of a chess player who expected the opponent’s move. “I was wondering how long it would take.” The assistant looked confused. “You expected this?” Sebastian stood and walked toward the window. “Yes.” He looked out at the glowing city. “They are both too intelligent to ignore the larger threat.” The assistant folded his arms. “So what happens now?” Sebastian’s eyes sharpened slightly. “Now the real game begins.” Singapore – The Next Day

I whispered, looking at them both. “Ollie. No it’s our job to keep you happy". Blake said to me, sitting next to me on the bed. I moved my face to him and Blake’s lips came to mine, kissing my top and then my bottom lip. His hand moved up my top and I squealed laughing as I felt Sebastian in between my legs. I bit Blake's bottom lip as I moved my head to Sebastian. He was the true definition of his name, bash, fast and rough in every part of his life. These two really were complete opposites.

Grace’s POV. At 8:00 AM sharp, a black Range Rover pulled up to the curb of the penthouse building. It wasn't the usual armored sedan with the tinted windows and the driver named Marcus. It was just a car. And behind the wheel, wearing dark sunglasses and—I had to blink to make sure I wasn't hallucinating—a grey cashmere sweater and dark denim jeans, was Sebastian. I stood on the sidewalk with my weekend bag, feeling underdressed in my leggings and oversized knit cardigan, yet somehow perfectly matched to this new version of him.

“You are my mate in name only. A political leash you set and I’ve yet to cut. Dont mistake my tolerance for affection and know your place“ The old Luna’s hand twitched. “You’re letting a human come between us Sebastian“? “She’s not between anything mother,” Sebastian cut in, his voice like a sharp blade. “You put yourselves there. You walked into my house and insulted the one person I told my Beta to bring to me.” He stepped closer to me then, not touching, but close enough that his scent, clean, hibiscus, and something darker swallowed me whole. "And since she’s so reluctant to heed my confession. I will make it very clear to everyone here”

King Sebastian just walked in from the bathroom, but she's so scared of looking at him. "Come here," His hoarse voice echo in her head, and she quickly stands up to her feet. She glances at him sitting on the edge of the bed with just a black towel wrapped around his waist. It's her first time seeing him naked, but admiring his perfectly built abs and the broad chest is the last thing on her mind. Why should she admire her parents' killer? "My shoulders hurt. I suppose you know how to massage?" He asks, and she slowly nods her head.

The environment was strange. The temperature rose around them and Sebastian was having difficulty breathing. He sits down and undoes a button on his shirt and rolls up his sleeves. He couldn't look at Theo and he couldn't say anything else. Theo, on the other hand, was also hot, but excited. The boner forming in his pants was proof of that. Sebastian had fantasized about having sex with him while fucking Tess. He wanted to know more. - When did you start imagining you were with me?

Swara said and gave a hug to Harry, who happily hugged her back. Gloria also jumped into her grandfather’s arms. “Where is Sebastian? How he allowed you both to come alone?” Harry asked on which Swara and Gloria giggled a little and said, “He is here only,” and with that, they both turn their faces behind and saw Seb was walking towards them with a sheepish smile on his face. “Why I have a feeling that this brat is hiding something from me?” Harry said with a raised eyebrow on which Seb looks here and there. He can hide anything from the entire world. However, in front of his father, he is like an open book.

Fingers brushed skin at his throat, then lingered, thumb pressing lightly over the racing pulse. “You’re not bait,” Kane growled softly. “Not while I’m here.” Sebastian caught his wrist, holding it there against his chest. Their bodies were inches apart. He could smell leather and gun oil and raw alpha strength. His own scent was responding — sweetening despite the suppressors, betraying him. “I’m tired of being watched,” Sebastian whispered, voice rough. “Tired of pretending I don’t feel you everywhere.”