Sebastian X Grell Novels & Stories

I shot another looked between them, the explosive tension had completely disappeared, something so much more potent rising between us. "She is mine first." Sebastian demanded, removing his shirt. I was about to yell at them, but then his six pack was there in my eyes. His body was so ripped and I wanted to see my favorite part of him. "I know how to share." Gabe replied playfully. "Besides, it gets me so turned on watching you fuck our little wolf." "You mean it makes you envious you can't satisfy her as good as I can." Sebastian chuckled as he removed his pants.

"Oh, hi Mila. Yes, I just arrived.” The clinking of the elevator was heard followed by the steel doors opening and the two and several other people also entered. Luna Lee and Mila Stone chose to stand in the back corner because they were going out on the top floor of the building, which was the thirteenth floor. Some people believe that thirteen is an unlucky number. But, Luna doesn’t care at all. Mila Stone realized something when she saw Luna. "Hey Luna, looks like your Tumblr is leaking because your hands look a little dirty too," said Mila Stone.

"So, vampire, what do you think of Hell's idea of a good time?" Sebastian's dark eyes gleamed with a mixture of fascination and hunger as he watched the brutal spectacle unfold below. "It really is like gladiator fighting times a thousand," he replied, his voice barely audible over the roar of the crowd. I snorted, amused by his understatement. "Shit, Seb, this is just the warm-up act. You should see what happens when they really let loose." A particularly vicious blow from one combatant sent a spray of blood arcing through the air. The crowd went wild, and I felt Sebastian tense beside me.

"This discussion is over." "Like hell it is!" Sebastian snapped, grabbing her arm to stop her from leaving. "I want my damn baby. No one else is going to father my child." With a violent glare in her eyes, Gabriella yanked her arm away from Sebastian. With none of them wanting to back down. Sebastian's voice dropped to a menacing whisper. "Don't make this mistake, Gabriella." "Or else what?" Gabriella challenged, her eyes narrowing. "Will you tell everyone about the horrible things we've been doing? Don't forget, we were both in this together."

Gaius grunted out in pain. Sebastian chuckled, "that is no information at all, Gaius. You attack my people, kill and destroy, not once, not twice and you foolishly expect me to treat you with meekness. Why Jerash empire!?" He drew out a whip that glimmered in the dim light the cave cracks offered. Gaius grunted in pain from the wolfsbane and silver bit said nothing. "Very well," Sebastian growled then signaled to Aurelius. He flounced out, fumes emanating from his breathing openings.

"Well probably taking care of the star, that is part of her job after all, lets see if we can find her or her assistant Anna" Sebastian hadn't known what to wear. He didn't really know what she liked a man looking like, so he ended up wearing his black jeans, a light blue T-shirt and his old leather jacket, thinking he would at least fit in somewhat. Looking at the people backstage Sebastian admittedly felt a bit old and out of place, everyone else looking very rock and roll, showing off piercings and tattoos and sporting hair in every colour of the rainbow. "Matt sweetie". A female voice half screamed and Sebastian saw a petite girl with black spikey hair, military boots, and an attire of p

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.

Gregorio laughed as if he'd heard the joke of the century. Sebastian's lips pulled up once more, his smile looking devilish and disturbingly frightening. "It always takes a second before someone realizes their mistake." Sebastian muttered. Gregorio narrowed his eyes suspiciously, however they widened in shock a second later when Sebastian suddenly pulled one of his arms free. Gregorio was beyond stumped, "How...how the hell..." He hadn't finished speaking when Sebastian yanked the other hand free, he fell steadily on his feet landing on the ground. Gregorio felt a cold shiver down his spine seeing the deadly look in Sebastian's eyes when he raised his gaze.

The Senator he was laughing with moments ago was backing away. Sebastian walked up the stairs to the stage. He stood next to the panicked tycoon. He leaned in close. He didn't need a microphone. "Hello, Alexander," Sebastian whispered. Hale looked at him. He saw the eyes. Not Arthur Knight. Sebastian Sterling. "You..." Hale gasped, clutching his chest. "You're dead." "I'm vintage," Sebastian smiled coldly. He placed a hand on Hale’s shoulder. "And you are cancelled." Sebastian turned and walked away. He didn't run. He walked. Security was too busy dealing with the mob of reporters surrounding Hale.

Sebastian—wild-eyed—loomed in the entryway, his chest heaving with ragged breaths. "Roanne..." His voice was rough, a low growl of madness. "You bitch, you were hiding here all along." "Get out!" My command was an attempt thrown with desperation, knowing it would never pierce the armor of his delusion. Jonathan sprang from behind, his body a missile of protection and fury. But Sebastian spun, a silver flash in his hand—a weapon, something sharp. Their bodies collided with a thud that vibrated through the floorboards. "Jon!" I screamed, my voice raw, as they crashed to the ground in an undignified tangle of limbs.