Spike Spiegel X Reader Novels & Stories

Chapter 1 Raven’s POV My editor slammed the file on my desk so hard the coffee in my mug spilled. “This one’s yours, Raven. Viktor Vale. Billionaire ghost who hasn’t given a real interview in fifteen years. Dig until you find the dirt or die trying.” I picked up the folder, my fingers already tingling. “You sure about this? The man’s a fucking fortress.” “That’s why we’re sending you. You’re the only one crazy enough to walk in there smiling while looking for the skeletons.”

I giggled. "I think I'll read it too then." "You should. What's the next book?" "ENTER THE DRAGON by CLIVE CUSSLER." All the books were marked with a white X by the side so they were easier to find and place side by side. "Finally. YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN by JEAN HAFF KORELITZ." "That one's deep." All the books had one thing in common: they all had sprinkles and bits of thrillers in them.

I haven't even finished it yet and I feel like I already have a book hangover. I'm deep into reading when someone occupies the seat next to me. I look up and see a pretty blonde girl sitting there. I instantly lower my head again because I don't know if she's nice or not. So far, no one has gone out of their way to be nice to me, and that's okay. Anyway, I like to be alone. Looks like this girl has other plans. "Hello," she says cheerfully. "My name is Kate and you're Lia , right?".

That’s when my dad started to note the changes in my behaviour. Whenever I got very happy my eyes would change colour, from brown to sky blue, and I would tremble terribly like I’d been Taser-ed. Whenever I got very angry, my eyes would change colour, from brown to bright red, and my body would heat up in such a way that I’d be untouchable because a person would surely get burnt when touching me. Sometimes my dad would think about something and I would answer a question in his mind like he said it out loud. That’s when we got to know that I could read minds. He found all this pretty strange and since he was already a scientist, he started researching more on how he could help me.

A dark glint flashed in Blair’s eyes, and he stood up to look at the bookshelf. His study was very large, with the desk set up to the side and three towering bookshelves filled with books... Blair narrowed his eyes dangerously and said sternly, “Who’s there? Come out!” The next moment, a small figure slowly walked out from behind the bookshelf. Blair was stunned when he saw who it was. “W-When did you come in?” Spike’s eyes were wide as he struggled to contain his tears. However, they streamed down his face uncontrollably. He sniffed and said hoarsely, “B-Before you came back. I just... wanted to find a book...”

The way she didn't even sense the mate bond even a little bit told me she was a pure human. Pure humans are those who's family have had zero contact with werewolves. In simple words, ino generations before Skylar were ever involved with werewolves and every single gene in her body is a human one. It also means that she won't be able to feel even the most littlest of bond humans can feel...I pulled her over me in the sick way to see if she would feel the sparks and all she felt was that I was harassing her. It was bad, it hurt that she didn't like me...I know I didn't help my case much there...but I still hoped she'd feel something for me...anything when I touched her...but nothing. Well I gu

He should've been a cheerleader I swear. Both Jackson and Michael gasp loudly. Moving so that I'm sitting on the couch in front of me instead of standing behind it, I can see both boys staring at Isabella in awe. There are one or two CDs on the floor that Isabella picks up before moving to the one seater to her right. "Wait you're Sphinx?" "Like secret, anonymous hacker dude Sphinx?" "Have you ever done work for Russians?" "Can you see my search history?" "But you're a girl."

The Reader looked at him. “Your family?” He laughed. “They’re characters.” Lucien’s eyes darkened. “They’re people.” The Reader tilted his head. “Only because I allow them to be.” Seraphina stepped forward. “No.” The Reader looked at her. His smile disappeared. “You.” Seraphina’s eyes became golden. “You remember me.” “I remember what you were.” “Then you know I cannot be controlled.” The Reader smiled. “I don’t need to control you.” He opened his book.

she said with a higher pitch than before that made him chuckle. "Ha, but that's how the world works. You just have to try your hardest next time to receive plus points." But that's a lie, high pitches in conversation tell that you're lying. She liked reading, but the organization never brought a book, she's not grown to be a bookworm, she's grown to hold a rifle and kill others. That's what they always say, and lo and behold: they got what they want. She let the paper fall on the table. It seemed like they would go round and round with this premise before she could take a step closer to him. "How could I earn one?"

Aryan said as Sid chuckled, he hated no loathed studying. They did a fist-hand shake before walking inside unaware of the fact that two curious eyes were looking at them from afar. … Aryan was hardly keeping himself from vomiting his guts out as he looked at the two bodies in front of them. “What’s it?” The head of the information department who was their boss asked as they looked at the screen, Sid was holding the non-tractable deceive in his hands. “Dead,” Aryan said inspecting the area for any fingerprints. “How long?” Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency.