Sebastian Solace X Player Novels & Stories

Sebastian gives him a little smirk. No, he isn't an ace when it comes to sports but he is a decent player. He just decided to have some fun and that's why he told the coach he wanted to participate. After his assessment, the coach decided Sebastian could join the other team. But there's a catch. Sebastian isn't as good as the other players but he is better than other people on the bench. That is why he will be called if someone gets injured or penalty during the game. Seeing Killian's cocky smile, Sebastian badly wants someone to get hurt so that he can play against Killian and show him what he got.

PETAL VIOTTO (FL) AGE:- 20 Years PERSONALITY:- Sweet, innocent, beautiful, kind , trusts everyone easily, unaware of ML's love towards her. Prologue “Please don’t do this, I don’t want to marry you,” pleaded the girl, “You don’t have a choice but to obey me, my flower,” announced Sebastian. “But you are......... Sebastian D’Angelo, a billionaire who’s obsessed with petal, His friend’s daughter. He became a sicko chasing after a forbidden desire and swore to protect her when no one else can. A selfish man hellbent on ruining everyone’s lives over a teenage girl.

I want to help her heal because I'm tired of watching her suffer from a distance, healing on her own. "How's it going, man?" Sebastian asked when I visited his bar. He offered me a drink, and I accepted, downing it in one gulp. "No progress, man," I confessed, referring to my situation with Solana. Sebastian tapped my shoulder and took a seat beside me. "Are you giving up?" he asked, teasingly. I turned to him and shook my head, taking a sip of my drink before gazing at the crowd. "I won't do that, man. I know deep down inside Solana still has feelings for me; she's just afraid to accept it and acknowledge her emotions," I said, filled with determination.

I replied with a huge grin. Ace Valentino Rodriguez is here....

However, as if heaven gave a chance to bless the event, it opened; giving the warm light that will energize the enthusiastic players. From the sky down to the green ground, Chandler’s eyes went to Adam, who was wearing a red bandana around his head. Maybe because of Adam’s skin which is as white as milk, he's the first one who can steal anyone's tracks. "Wow, your son's skin is dazzling," Jericho said, teasing Sebastian. Sebastian replied, “It runs in the genes.” With an unsatisfied grin, Jericho looked at Sebastian and his pale skin. “Brett looks good in black,” Sebastian said. In an instant, they looked directly towards the Alpha of the Holmes.

He was alone… the friends still at the counter, laughing at something on someone's phone. "You're bleeding again." I kept wiping. "It's nothing." Sebastian leaned against the booth, casual in his posture but not in his eyes. "He hits you?" I stopped and looked up. "What do you want, Sebastian?" "Your lip was split last time I saw you too. At Mom's dinner. You hid it with your hand the whole night." My stomach turned. I hadn't known anyone had noticed. Sebastian glanced toward the office, where Cole was counting something at the desk, then back at me. "My father owns Bar Solace... three blocks from here. He pays double. He doesn't hit people, at least not his stepson." "I don't need…"

Without looking at the screen, he answers—already desperate to end the call. “This is Sebastian.” Sebastian greets with fake enthusiasm. “I see you’re not sacrificed to the god of plastic bosoms and flat asses.” Grace Keller sasses over the speakerphone, referring to Sebastian’s night, assumed spent with Kellie Cardin, his current fling. “The witch hasn’t bled me or plucked my heart from my chest as yet, mother.” Sebastian muses, regarding Grace’s unequivocal detestation, for the lawyer he knocked boots with.

"You taste so good. Like fucking honey." Sebastian whispered, pushing one of his fingers inside her as he continued to lick and suck at her clit. Lorraine's eyes were rolling back in the pleasure that was taking over her body, control slipping steadily out of her hand as she got lost in her high. Sebastian Phoenix was a drug, he was a living, breathing drug which made you submit to him and made you feel just how much you need him. Pushed and pulled and took and gave and he was so intense. He added another finger, moving them at a steady pace as his mouth did wonders to her body. Panting hard as she took support of his shoulders to stay still. The hot pool in her stomach growing.

⁠ "Boss, you've read i⁠t three tim‌e⁠s." "Read it again!" ‌G​iovanni sighed‍ and han​ded‍ him the tabl​et. Lore‍nzo scrolled through the data. * Name: Sebast‍ian S​t. Clai​r. * Assets: $4.2 Billi⁠on. * Know⁠n Ass​ociates: Arms dealers i​n Suda‌n. C‌artel lea⁠ders in Mexi⁠co.

“You are terrible at this game. I always beat you.” “You always beat me because I let you. I didn’t want you to cry and that was the only reason I let you win," Sebastian retorted. “I won because I was good at this game and not because you let me win, '' Diego argued. “How about we find out then?” Sebastian said and turned on the game.