Sinder X Novels & Stories

Mara became silent for a moment. Her hand was touching her forehead. It was like she was in deep thoughts or she was confused. The prince was looking at her without blinking. " I was asking about your sister, Mary", the prince said with a stern voice. "Oh! Mary, I- I", Mara was stammering while she was still holding her forehead. The prince shifted his hand closer to her direction. He touched her hand. "Are you alright", he said seemed to be concerned. Mara lifted her hand smiling nervously. " I- I'm alright, yes. It's just that I- I", she seemed disoriented this time

“That is not enough to accuse these two in public. Corwyn is not even a member of my court.” Xandra raises her chin, looking surprisingly like Xander for the first time in a while. “Lord Denidor is, and a dangerous one. I know we can prove it, if an accusation is made and a search can be undertaken.” Moonlight hits both of their faces. Xandra has so many of her mother’s features, but on her, they all look sharper. Like someone filed down the excess, leaving only the finest point behind. Xandra is an arrow, whistling toward her target. Luna Maris….

‘’ I ask the vampire hunter even though I am very much aware of the risk I will be posing to myself if I were to spend time with her . ‘’ Your grace , Sindy is my name . As refreshing as that tea may sound after the long trip I had , unfortunately I have to decline because I have a lot of work to do . Your grace thank you for the offer but I will pass on this one , maybe next time . ‘’ Sindy responds to me and I see it as a sign from the stars that I should focus more on hiding my identity than being in her company .

Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers. I scrolled down the menu after buying coins. I scanned through the lists of pricing for the girls to do the act according to the viewers’ requests. My lips dried instantly to see the price for the private chat. My heart started to pumped wildly in my chest to the thought of talking to Sindy Kate. What if she recognizes my voice? The voice! Her voice. Oh, shit! Then I clicked the speaker on. Why the fuck I haven't thought about it before? My jaw dropped. Now, she sounded exactly like a mix of Sindy and Westley.

yet. It's time to crush his control. Hence, I surprise him by changing my position, I crawl to him like a true seductive vixen, Xander's eyes go wide, he was not expecting that, but soon I see lust replacing his surprise. Xander leaves his touch, branding me, by trailing his forefinger, from my cheek to hard nipples, pinching, he bends to whisper words, which were enough to send another wave of euphoria all over my skin.

I breathe heavily as he wipes his thighs with the back of my skirt and adjusts his pants. “You’re good, Sandy,” he says, leaning over to give me a peck on the cheek. I look at him, suddenly feeling very shy when he pulls me back to his lap and hugs me tight. My eyes close, exhaustion lulling me into a sleep but before I can even get a breather, Xander’s hand goes down to my thigh again. The touch of his fingers against my swollen clit has me gasping. “Oh, I'm not done yet, Sandy. We’re just about to start having fun.”

Entramos no carro de Helenice e ela conduziu-nos até uma pracinha que fica perto de onde estávamos. Sentámo-nos num banco e comecei a explicar-lhe: - Sander é apenas um fantoche na mão de um espírito maligno que só se manifesta quando ele olha para um espelho. Se Sander se olhar ao espelho e se os seus olhos de cruzarem com os de outra pessoa ou de outras pessoas nesse mesmo espelho, ele consegue ver o seu interior, a sua alma, a sua dimensão não palpável, a mais oculta. Ele vê os medos, os receios, os sonhos, as dores.

I shouldn’t have zoomed in on the timestamp just to confirm what I already knew. Miles will always run back to Sabrina; cheerleader, captain of the girls' basketball team, head of the drama club, member of the student council... In short, the girl who shines in everything she puts her hands on, and the biggest part? The face of the Falcons. She is always at the games front row. How could I ever compete with that? “Calla!” Brina’s voice cuts through the noise. She is leaning against Miles’ locker, all effortless confidence and perfect hair. She looks radiant as always, and tanned. She was in Spain for the summer. Miles stands beside her. He looks exactly the same as he did last night, except

Caspian Valor Rhodes added with a grin. “Remember that. Don’t forget to include Roberto in the list,” Phoenix Lysander seconded. “Okay. When we need a witness, Roberto will be the first one I’ll call,” Gavin joked. He turned back to the crowd. “I love this place so much that I couldn’t help but share it with the woman I love. In a short time, she also grew fond of the Leisure Club. So, I hope you all accept Evadne into our family. So, she won’t feel awkward.”

Erik's voice was light, but there was a touch of admiration in his tone. When Mia heard this, she stopped walking and turned to look at the young man who had spoken behind her. She found him standing in the hallway, his gaze fixed on the walls lined with framed medals and certificates. They were relics from her past, each one a reminder of her late mother, Nana Rosita, who had been a relentless advocate for her potential. Mia could almost hear her mother's voice, urging her to always strive for more, even in the face of life's many challenges. Erik’s eyes lingered on the plaques, his expression one of quiet respect. He wasn’t just admiring the accomplishments—they seemed to spark something d