Sebastian X Grell Novels & Stories

Baby Sebastian looks exactly like Claus, with the same eye color, hair color, and even complexion. Mia smiles broadly "That must have been done immediately because it was requested for. But I guess he came up with his result" ******************************************************** A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves as Claus, Mia, and their precious newborn, Sebastian, stood before Rick's grave. The cemetery was peaceful, and the late afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow over the tombstones.

Veronica’s POV Sebastian has been acting weird since the Royal Hunt. As expected, Helios took first place in the recent competition. We had a thousand points gap from the second place which was the Xarim pack from the West. The amount of kills actually shocked everyone, some said that it might be the highest number of kills in the Culling Tournament ever. I’m not sure how true that was but there was something different in my mind. I noticed a difference in Sebastian’s behavior.

Other than that, it gradually got darker as black smoke came out of the vial. The goddess continued to read, causing her body to tremble while the black smoke that enveloped the entire living room grew even thicker. Xurden’s two assistants just turned to their side. Sebastian was suddenly afraid. Because in his past life as a baby, black smoke enveloped him once, which was the root of his extreme fear. His hands trembled, causing Xurden to turn around. He looked at his assistant Marco because he was doing nothing to stop Sebastian’s fear. Marco sighed as he held Sebastian’s hand. He even squeezed the hand of his companion and rival.

I grinned, licking his lips before untangling my legs from around his waist to stand. “Hey there, beautiful.” Sebastian winked, bending, kissing my neck in greeting. He’s Trevor’s best friend and the total opposite. Where Trevor is the light, Sebastian is the darkness. Wavy black hair makes me think of clear summer nights, and his eyes are the fog rolling in through the bay. He wasn’t as muscular as Trevor, but he had a body made to be worshipped. And I won’t lie to you. I loved getting to worship them both, especially at the same time.

"Sebastian?" "Why, you're surprised to see your brother visiting, eh?" asked Bastian, walking up to him. In the darkness, Bastian's sharp eyes lit up and seemed to be eyeing his prey. Like a Jaguar, ready to keep an eye on its prey. A predatory animal that could swim and climb trees. Even the running is very fast and aggressive. Right now, Tristan, who had killed many people, really felt intimidated by the figure in front of him, who didn't even carry any weapons.

I look up to see Sebastian grinning down at him as he points a gun at Xavier as well. Xavier pulls the trigger the same time Sebastian did and I let out a loud terrifying scream as I watch Xavier drop the gun, his body going still.

I link them all, but Sabastian hasn’t had a chance to release the signal to call the others. “Kitten, I love you,” he links, his voice a primal growl that slams into my chest like a physical blow. Our eyes lock for one heartbeat—perhaps our last. Sebastian tears his gaze away, nodding sharply to Dylan. Their bodies contort and explode into fur and fang, magnificent and terrifying - but once they leave my bubble … will they even make it before one of the witches strikes them down?

Sebastian sobbed. “I hope they’re all Betas,” he gasped. “Take it back.” “I hope they inherit my sass.” “They’re mine. They’ll growl first word.” Sebastian pouted. “Rude little gremlins. They’re gonna stretch me out more than you already do.” Ezra licked into the dip of his belly. “Perfect.” Sebastian flushed so red, it reached his chest. “…you think so?” Ezra nodded against his skin. “Yeah. All of you.”

He stands motionless, just listening to Krys. “Do you think you will find happiness after doing all this? Do you think avenging Sheila by taking away Kaden's mate would bring her back?” Krys questions. “No. But it will lessen this pain I feel.” Sebastian answers, his eyes suddenly turning into a burning flame. “Once again, I don't want to fight you Krys. Move!” Sebastian demanded, his tone threatening. His eyes were glaring fiery red. I could see flames surrounding him, nine burning tails stood behind him, flaring like an untamable fire.

I couldn’t get enough. I’d already watched the full clip Victor sent me earlier in my office, but I couldn’t resist the new versions. One had zoomed in on Mara’s face: eyes wide, tears shining, lips trembling like she was about to shatter. Another caught Victor’s satisfied smirk perfectly, like a man watching a bomb he’d planted finally detonate. And the best ones focused on Sebastian: the cold rage in his eyes, the set of his jaw, the way his fingers flexed around her wrist like he was holding himself back from something worse. I loved it.