Sebastian X Claude Novels & Stories

My legs wobbled and the cake in my hand fell to the floor unapologetically, it's loud sound doing nothing to bring me out of the trance I'd fallen into. The shock on both their faces was only there for a brief moment, it was as though they knew I'd find out eventually but not in this manner. Neither of them made any attempts to cover their bodies and I just stood shocked and appalled. " Can you get out, we're in the middle of something," Raina said, my eyes shifted to her and nothing but a victorious look spread across them. " Titus," I called but he shrugged his shoulders and stood up, his penis dangling in between his thighs.

What would he say? Sebastian frowned, “Annoying people. Everyone who came was friends of my mom and dad. And my sweater got ruined.”, Sebastian pulled at his shirt and pouted. “What happened she asked?” Her heart sank. He did not tell her about Grace. Suddenly Sebastian asked, “Have you been crying?” Celine felt her lip tremble and she turned from the screen. “Celine?” Collette began rubbing her leg and Celine pushed her face into her sister’s shoulder out of range of the camera. “Celine, what is wrong?”

Sebastian- “He fucks every girl he sees!” Taine- “I do not!” Sebastian- “I can prove it to her and you can’t.” Taine then punches Sebastian and they start physically fighting. “Stop it both of you!” I bellow and try to break up the fight. As I try to step between them Sebastian punches the side of my face and Taine, my stomach. It feels like I want to vomit, and I have a huge headache. Taine- “Look what you fucking did you motherfucker!”

Jean Anne closed the door and propelled Anna forward but she stopped a few feet from the bed. "Anna, I want you to meet Prince Andrei Sebastiani...Andrei meet my daughter Jean Anna." Anne said. "Hi." She waved shyly. "Hi." He breathed. He stared at her beautiful face and was lost in her eyes that was shielded by her black rimmed glasses. He knew then that he'd found the one even though he was only ten.

Determined to out wait him, she resumed working on her computer, typing herself a nonsensical memo. Five minutes passed. With a slightly disgruntled look on his face, Sebastien stood, pushing himself upward with his cane. "I suppose I will be scheduling an appointment with you on the way out," he informed her with no lack of disgust in his voice. "Sounds great," she said, busy blocking off the next two weeks in her day planner. "Farewell." He moved toward the door where he collided with Lily, who was walking in with a stack of files. Lily dropped the papers, putting out a hand to steady Sebastien.

The lonely, yet stunningly beautiful death or simply Sebastian, ran his fingers through his long thick black hair. Bright citrine eyes surrounded by rich black lashes glance across the bare landscape. The year 1245 a.d. Sebastian once again is late to save his soulmate. He always finds them, male or female, moments after their death. He rubbed his eyes and kneeled down next to the young woman that had been crushed to death by a stampede of buffaloes. He gritted his teeth and cursed the fates.

I had even met with him privately, not to mention that I had even informed him that I needed his assistance before we had even met. He could have found the opportunity to exert his revenge then. I couldn't understand anything. I dragged in another sharp breath and exhaled raggedly, first I had to find out if it was the same Ronnie, two people could surely answer the same name. My gaze darted towards Sebastian wondering how he had known about it. He straightened from the bed and made his way towards me, his upper half naked, while his lower half was covered by the sheets. His fingers caressed my face, his deep gaze almost affectionate, but it didn't make the impact of his next words hit any l

he said. I felt chills ride down my spine. His eyes were golden. An intense, deep, sunset color that stared on without emotion. They were empty. Hollow. “Don’t push her,” said Lucas. “She’s had quite the day already. You should learn some patience, Sebastian.” “Patience is a luxury that I can not currently afford,” said Sebastian. “I don’t have much time here.” Lucas chuckled, and this time there was a sudden warmth to it. “Since when were you and Xavier so alike? Such busy leaders you are. Am I the only one who still likes to have some fun in this life?”

Sebastian says to Killian in a voice that screams panic. Killian looks at him like he has done something utterly wrong before arguing, "Do you think I'm some dumb protagonist of a horror fiction?" They argue back and forth before coming to the conclusion that they need to head out and leave this place right this instant. While Sebastian is afraid that it must be some wild animal roaming around, Killian is fearing that it's a ghost ready to haunt them. With shaky legs, they make their way down the cliff. Sebastian constantly rolls his eyes as he hears Killian complaining about the cliff when it's just a few meters tall. Someone should learn how to exaggerate from Killian Price.

Her hand drifted to her neck, her fingertips caressing the sensitive skin with a gentle touch that sent a shiver down Sebastian's spine. Sebastian's jaw clenched, his voice remaining steady as he struggled to maintain his composure. "Flaubert's exploration of the human condition, particularly the monotony and desires of provincial life, resonates deeply with readers." His eyes darted back to Adeline, his gaze burning with a mixture of desire and warning.