Shameless X Reader Novels & Stories

“CHERISH KALILI! ARGH!! Dogtahiasemsa$%#%mahfucctustupidgubluk#$@#$!” *** Ares's POV 1 Name, Ares Sinclaire. When Ares wakes up from a long dream, the world changes. Papa, Mama, and Gigi are gone. Far. Forever. After hearing the sound of a very loud car horn, the car we were riding in overturned. Ares shouldn't have closed his eyes so Ares can see Mama until the end. Haa... Ares is alone in this strange world with a body that feels heavy and strange. This is not Ares's body. That's right, Ares's body can't be like this.

He hadn’t just used me; he had discarded me. He had left me like I was nothing. Like I was a dirty little whore he had used to get off and now couldn’t be bothered to waste a single second on again. The sound of the front door slamming shut was the crack of a whip, a final, brutal punctuation mark to the encounter. Silence descended, heavy and suffocating, broken only by the sound of my own ragged breathing and the rain still lashing against the windows. I remained there for a long time, on my knees on the cold marble, my body trembling violently. The heat of my arousal had cooled, leaving behind a hollow, aching emptiness. Shame and a profound, soul-crushing humiliation washed over me in a

“You commoner slut.” I wince as the pain subsides, only when I give into the realization that even seeing Jaxson’s face so vividly turns on my wolf and I in a hint of ecstasy that is impossible to deny now. I turn over in shame, piercing my legs together tight as I try to hide it from him but Xander knows. He chuckles at the ordeal entirely, making me want to cry in utter shame.

I looked like a ghost who had crashed a ball she didn’t belong at. Liam was pacing again, his hands running through his hair every few seconds, muttering things I couldn’t make out. Every once in a while, he’d stop and glance at me like he wanted to say something but didn’t trust himself to. Xves hadn’t moved from where he stood — a few feet away, near the columns, shadows carving sharp lines across his face. His shirt was torn near the shoulder, streaked with a faint smear of blood. He looked dangerous like that — calm and unreadable, but coiled tight under the skin.

After giving up on research, I had every intention of enjoying a romance novel in the library for the rest of the day, but when Xavier came in the library looking for me, I knew from the look on his face that he had other plans. He had reached out his hand requesting to read the page I was on. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was reading a particularly spicy scene. My flushed face gave everything away. Xavier’s nostrils flared as he finished reading the page I was on. In the book the main characters were fucking on the floor of the library when another male character joined them. They filled two of her holes and plowed into her in the middle of the stacks. “I can smell

In order to keep him to herself, she became even more inferior. Only when she saw him rolling around in bed with Emily did she realize that it was all fake. A man would refuse to sleep with a woman only for one reason—because she was not good-looking or sexy enough. Who would refuse to have sex with an attractive lady? Xyla felt ashamed of her past self. What she did before was truly ridiculous. The night she offered to have sex with him, Tom must have been disgusted by her. “Shameless!” Xyla yelled. “I was just speaking the truth. How is that shameless?” asked Tom, pinching Xyla’s chin with a frivolous look on his face.

A kind of innocence that was compelling me to shove my cock to her depths and turn her into a not so innocent mess. But I held myself back. I wanted to see how she would get the permission out of Asher. Asher cupped her face and made her look into his eyes. Her face was beet-red. “Ok, now look into my eyes, Xanthea,” Asher said, but Xanthea kept averting her eyes out of shame. “Xanthea! Take a deep breath and look at me.” Taking a deep breath, Xanthea looked into Asher’s eyes.

APRIL The last wave of my orgasm washed over me with a shudder and silence filled the car. Seconds later, I found myself drowning in shame as it dawned on me that I’d just let Xander toy with me yet again, and just like the last time, I’d enjoyed every bit of the filthy way he manhandled me. Worst of all, he was sickeningly quiet as he drove, not even sparing me a glance.

She was embarrassed and yet it seems Xavier felt absolutely no shame about it. "There's bra in there too, I don't know if—" "Leave me alone." Celeste slapped her cheeks, harder when she felt the blood rushing to it. Xavier on the other hand laughed at her. "Don't tell me you're shy, I mean I've never really seen you naked...but I'm your boyfriend Celeste." "I know, but..." Xavier patted his lap, then gestured to her. "Come sit." Celeste shook her head. "I'll sit on the bed."

Finally the both girls who seemed to be hugging for hours released themselves and Amelia passed a paper which was with no doubt, the cheque he had given to her into the girls hand and the girl hugged her more before letting her go. He was a fool. Amelia needed the money for a friend and although she might not have told him the full truth why this friend needed the money but she hadn’t collected the money for herself, the fact that she was willing to have sex with him to get the Three Million Cheque, then give it all out to a friend made Xavier feel for the first time in his life, truly guilty. Like, who the hell even does that, are there still good people like that in this tainted world? God