Sebastian And Grell Mga Nobela at Kwento

Sebastian and Yuri have been in that position for some time. Yuri wanted to speak at those times, but she was dominated by his nervousness which made him unable to speak. The second time, Yuri slowly removed Sebastian's hand but Sebastian tightened his hug with Yuri. But, Yuri spoke up and said "Sir What can I do for you?". "What are you talking about? Are you asking me if I want a new girl to make out with?" "No si-", but Sebastian interrupted his answer. At that moment Sebastian can't control his pheromones due to his anger toward Yuri, and that makes Yuri feel so weak. Sebastian immediately saw Yuri's rapid weakening that caused him to stop releasing his pheromones. Gradually, Sebastian l

I heard the crunch of breaking bone and winced. “Bastién.” Sienna purred, amused “You will kill him if you keep going.” Sebastian made an animalistic noise that raised the hackles on the back of my neck. I watched, wide-eyed as he snarled something at the man. The man spat something back, and Sebastian recoiled. The distraction was enough for the assailant to slip free. He slammed his head against Sebastian’s nose with an audible crunch, and then in the next moment, he was gone, disappearing down the mouth of the alleyway. Sienna made a disappointed tsking noise and chased after him, running effortlessly in six inch heels.

Lucas and Sebastian followed him towards their cabins for their stay on the other side of the pack grounds. “So, Lucas.”, Sebastian began, his voice low. “About those sexual adventures you mentioned earlier…” Lucas raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “What about them?”, he asked, his tone teasing. Sebastian’s lips curved into a wicked grin. “Care to share some more details?”, he asked, his voice laced with amusement. “I’m rather curious to hear about your experiences.” As they walked, Lucas regaled Sebastian with tales of his sexual escapades, his voice low and seductive as he described the pleasures he had experienced. Sebastian listened intently; his curi

Still, what I’ve accidentally stumbled upon, well, let's just say dark desires, seems to run in the family. Sebastian is used to being feared for who he is and for the darkness within him. Lucky for him, the darkness is my friend and I’m not afraid of it. In fact, I prefer it. When he mentioned tying me to his bed, I got excited. When he mentioned punishing me, I wanted to push him to see how he would punish me. We are soulmates for a reason which means our darkness goes together. “Little Reaper, you are unlike anyone I’ve ever met or been with. I’m glad my darkness doesn’t scare you, but let's wait a bit longer before we jump to sex.”

“New York is my territory, London is his. We all had an agreement to never cross paths so what the fuck is going on?” “Enough!” Mr Grey snapped. A low chuckle came from Sebastian, making Marcus shoot him a glare. “Come on, baby brother. Territory? Are we five.” Sebastian said, amused. “This is all business and times have changed.” “Shut it.” Marcus snapped. The relaxed aura from Sebastian turned to something deadly that made the hairs on my arm stand. “Careful, Marcus.” I saw Marcus swallow and look away briefly. What was that? Then suddenly it clicked in my head why Sebastian’s name was so familiar. I couldn't believe that I hadn't noticed it initially.

“Scared of losing you when my father finds out.” Sebastian held her tighter. “He won’t take you from me. I have a plan. We meet him together. We lay everything on the table—the corruption, the threats, us. And we fight as one.” The make-up sex that followed was even more intense. Slow, passionate, and addictive. They explored each other for hours—mouths, hands, bodies moving in perfect sync. Sebastian worshipped every inch of her. Vivienne rode him with emotional abandon until they both shattered again.

Lewd, explicit sounds of sex echoed through the air. On screen, two bodies moved wildly—grinding, bouncing, skin on skin. His grip on the phone tightened as recognition hit him. It was his brother. Naked. On top of a woman. Selene Arnaiz. They were completely lost in the moment—sweaty, passionate, oblivious. Rage exploded inside Sebastian. “Fuck!” He hurled the phone across the room. It smashed on the floor, breaking apart. He didn’t care. He lunged at Niu.

“What do you want, Lucien?” “Nothing yet,” he says smoothly. “Just observation. For now.” His eyes flicker between us, subtle amusement hidden under the predator’s precision. The minor thrill of rivalry, of exes returning, of power games begins again. And I know this is far from over. But for now, Sebastian and I remain tethered, aware, alive, and just close enough that the bond hums with quiet promise.

His hand moved to Thea’s waist, and without realizing it, he leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between them. “Not because I hate them,” Thea answered quietly, her voice sounding sad to Sebastian’s ears. “I just want to be out of their reach. I want to be a little selfish.” Thea felt warmth from Sebastian’s hand on her waist. She rested her hand on his arm, noticing the difference in their skin tones. Sebastian’s arm was darker, sturdy, and slightly hairy. The gentle touch of Thea’s fingertips, done unconsciously, made it even harder for Sebastian to control himself as his body responded quickly.

It was tough for me to stand there and witness everything. "Have you been asked to stand up?" Sebastian cocked an eyebrow as he stared down at her, "You don't seem like you wish to stay alive, I should deal with you first." Horror covered her expression and her breathing hitched. He walked closer to them and both of the culprits went pale as if all the blood in their bodies have went cold. Sebastian casually crouched down in front of them and stared at both of their faces as if he was examining something that'd led him to a conclusion that none of us knew.