Sebastian Solace X Player Novels & Stories

Something to clear my head. Somehow, that walk led me here. And somehow, my eyes found him. Alistair Morano, number 7, black jersey clinging to his frame, hair slicked back with sweat. He looked like sin dipped in sunlight, sharp jaw set in frustration as he screams something I couldn't even hear through the loud boos to his teammates. I watch as a guy from the Veritas team strikes the ball toward Aurum goalpost, the ball slipping past the keeper and into the net.

Sebastian quickly added, "As a player." Inwardly he smiled, “My sweet Leon, just say yes to my proposal. I need to own you as quickly as possible.”

Be it from other invited packs from the North and those I assumed where from the other sides of the continent. I have prepared myself for this. Helios is Helios, wherever we are, I knew that we will stand out. It's exactly why I had to get this clan on my side. I should get used to this situations. I pulled myself together and be focused. “This is my wife,” Sebastian grinned, almost giving the other people a heart attack from the shocking gesture, “Veronica Rozeiros.”

“Well…” He rubbed his forehead. “The mind games have officially started.” Cassian looked back at the dark ocean. Sebastian Vale had made his next move. Not with weapons. Not with technology. But with psychology. And the real battle had just begun.

Czar wanted to punch the smirk out of his face. "Then why are you blocking our part if you are not her servant or maybe you are her guard." he glared at Czar while he spoke. "Son of a bitch." czar pushed him hard but Sebastine did not bulge, it was as if he was rooted in the spot. This surprised Czar a lot, he drew back from him as he also felt some electrifying force erupt from Sebastian. "Who are you?" Czar managed to say. "My name is Sebastine, ruler of the seven oceans. King of Succumba and Incumba. The pr of Atlantica."

Staff moved below like pieces on a chessboard, every step measured, every glance cautious. Ivy stood between Sebastian and Rafael, aware of the invisible tension linking them. Last night’s closeness lingered in memory only — their current distance sharper because of it. Sebastian’s phone buzzed. He read the message, jaw tightening slightly. “What?” Rafael asked. “New player,” Sebastian replied. “Someone wants to buy into the company — aggressively.” Ivy watched the numbers on the elevator tick downward. “And that’s bad?” “It’s never neutral,” Sebastian said. The doors slid open.

“Tough game. But I meant what I said yesterday. I want you here. Come to the after-party anyway. Hawthorne’s hosting to blow off steam.” Before I could respond, movement from the other side of the hallway caught my eye. Sebastian Hale walked out with a couple of Westfield players, gear bag slung over his shoulder. He was even more striking up close, sharp jaw, dark green eyes, insanely hot! I looked at Brad then looked at Sebastian’s face again, Brad was really lacking behind in terms of beauty. He noticed my intense stare and looked back at me. Oh Shit! I lowered my head shyly, before raising it slowly peeking whether he was still looking at me but he was already lost in the crowd. Phew...

"Nope" "So what happens if we end up loosing the game tomorrow because I was here doing your feet instead of training?" "You won't" I told him flatly. "And how do you know that?" "Because I know you and I know that my boyfriend is a good player....... maybe not as good as Sebastian but your about there" I smiled. "Princess don't get smart with me, I'm way better than pretty boy and you know it" "Have you seen Sebastian playing? He's like thee sexiest player I've ever seen" a little teasing never hurt anyone.

Sebastian had labeled the recipient of the transfer as "Sunshine." It was an ordinary name, seemingly nothing special. But somehow, I had a gut feeling that it was Roseline. Suppressing the sharp pain rising in my chest, I silently read through the conversation between Sebastian and "Sunshine." Sunshine: "Seb, I don't want your money. I just want to see you. Your Sunshine misses you." Sebastian: "I miss you too. Since Black Friday is coming up, take this as a way to ease your longing. Just accept the money and spend it however you like. Buy whatever you want. Just tell me if it's not enough."

My heart felt like a weight in my chest. "What the hell?" Sarah exclaimed. I was at a loss for words at the sight in front of me. "SEBASLIE.LOVERS." Sarah read aloud. "Sharing the best and cutest photos of Sebastian Harrison and his publicist, Leslie King. Hash tag forever sebaslie." "It has almost 2000 followers." Darcy said. "But it's on private..." Sarah said, fighting a smile. Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets as she pointed to the left of the screen.