Sebastian X Ciel Lemon Novels & Stories

Alex grinned at me, and I held my fork tighter. Seb’s lips parted, his blue eyes flickering between us before he leaned forward, his voice smooth as aged whiskey. "Hi. I’m Sebastian." The blonde boy finally says I tilted my head, letting my gaze settle on him, lingering on the way his shirt clung to his chest, the faint shadow of stubble along his jaw. "Uh, Lily," I murmured, my voice coming out harsher than expected. Beside me, Alex’s knuckles whitened around his fork.

He bowed his head, his thumb gliding over damp cheeks to clear them, and he ran his tongue over his lips, trying for a smile that seemed more like a facade than genuine emotion. Sebastian's car moved along the curb in the distance. He opened the window, his keen eyes sparkling with instinctive curiosity. He brought out a phone, documenting the moment. The smile that stretched across his face was pleased and vicious. He reclined slightly, handing the picture to the assistant next to him, “Help me get the identity of this person.” Sebastian's eyes fell on them again as he softly said, “Let’s move.” Elena’s voice sliced through the tension. It's a Chillier than a frosty moon. “Drake… could you

They looked so hot with those eight-packed abs, tanned skin, added with the drips of waters coming from their wet hair, giving their existence a truly mouth-watering aura. "Hey, you two. Get dressed first! There's a woman in here!" Liam scolded them. They noticed me immediately and gave me a smile at the same time. The only difference was that Sebastian's grins stretched from ear to ear, revealing his dimples and his narrow eyes. While Daniel merely offered me a quick smile. But there is no denying that those smiles can steal any woman's heart. Sebastian just gave him a snort and continued his way to the table, grabbing a strawberry, then he shoved it in full directly into his mouth.

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.

That's all you need to know. "I see... wow... after you've insulted him so many times..." "Yes… I was really angry." "Do you know what that means?" "What?" Lizha turned to her stomach and looked at him. "What?" Dylan looked at her. "That you love the Emperor's first son." Dylan looked away, looking all embarrassed. "You're absolutely right… I love Archie Seanford." "Ah... Dylan..." Lizha went back to throwing herself at Dylan's chest. Dylan sighed.

Sebastian replied sharply, scanning the crowd until his gaze locked onto me in the corner. He crossed the plaza in long strides and seized my wrist, disappointment in his eyes. "Christina, this is your doing, isn't it? You really fabricated this just because you were jealous? You would destroy her over something so petty?" I clenched my teeth through the pain and met his gaze. "She poisoned our pack members. In your eyes, are their deaths just the price of a game?" "All I know is that you're trying to ruin Sabrina because you're jealous!" Sebastian shouted.

Love didn't stand a chance against absolute profit. "Alright, you've got yourself a deal." Sebastian caved. Despair clouded his eyes as he said, "The ledger is in a wine barrel kept in my famiglia's cellar, but I'll only give it to you if you let me go and pay me first. You'll keep your word, right?" "Who knows?" With that, she turned and left, mockery lacing her voice. "No! You stronza!" His desperate howls rang through the dungeon. …

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.

"Pheromones don't lie, want to sleep with me again, Azalea?" My heart raced as the man closed the distance between our faces, leaving me only able to see his hazelnut eyes, sharp yet beautiful, while his lips were less than a centimeter away from mine. Closer and closer. I closed my eyes nervously, as if his gaze was dangerous. Then... Nothing happened... "You can open your eyes now," said Ikaros, followed by a mocking laugh.