Stefan Salvatore X Reader Novels & Stories

My heart raced as I flipped through the pages, scanning for anything that matched what Mama had told me. And then I saw it. A name. A description. Details that lined up perfectly. My hands shook as I traced the words on the page. There was no doubt in my mind. This was him. Alpha Salvatore of the Moon Blood pack . Clutching the book to my chest, I took a deep breath. I had to find him. I need to know him and if he’s willing for me to claim his last name. With one last glance around the library, I slipped out, my mind made up.

He is standing close to me which made me aware of his body heat affecting my senses. "Do you want to rest?" he asked softly. His voice carried none of the tension that had surrounded him earlier with Stefi, yet something had sharpened inside it. It suddenly made me realize that I had been standing here for quite a while. I did not need to ask what had passed between them. I could see it in the way he stood, unburdened and yet more dangerous for it. I let my gaze drift across the room first, careful, and deliberate. Salvatore was already leaving through the grand doors with the man he had been drinking with. Laura followed, her hand brushing his arm with casual possession. The unfamiliar woma

“She is an Elven slave and as of right now, she is under Salvatore protection. Unless you have a problem with that Arcano.” “Not at all my Darling Tesoro.” “Very well since everyone is now on the same page let's have dinner.” I quickly walked away from the group of people and made my way into the dining room. I sat down on a chair and pulled my phone from my pocket. I answered some emails regarding Brax. Many interested buyers wanted to know how much he was on sale but I wouldn't sell my product before it was ready. “Tesoro, I figured you would be in the Music room. Playing the grand piano.” My father commented as he sat at the head of the table.

His hands slowly worked under my gown, and felt my wet mound; aching and quivering. Dying to be touched by his powerful and skilled hands. His lips traveled down my chin to my neck peppering hot kisses and placing his hickeys across to whoever sees it will know whom I belong to. Not for long an inner voice chips but whatever. Salvatore has made it clear for as long as the contract is valid I belong to him and no hot blooded male has the right to be an inch close.

Hello! So, Alpha Marcel will have it's own separate book for those who love standalone books, for those who like to keep going with longer books, you can continue the book through Alpha Salvatore (No need to buy the same book twice). I'll have the free chapters of Marcel free here as well. So, without furtherado, let's go! Synopsis: “I, Lia Volkov, reject you…” “You’re being serious right now?” He asked, stopping her. “Do I look like I’m joking?” She asked, her eyes hardening. “I am going to reject you… and you, Alpha, are going to accept it…”

I gazed into Salvatore's eyes seeing nothing but lust for me within them. With the sudden rush of sweet electrifying sensation crippling my body into a mountain high of build up. My teeth sunk into the flesh of Salvatore claiming the beast as mine. Prince Salvatore was mine, fucking mine and no one else's. His arms tightly holding me pushing me down further onto him as our waist moved into sync. I drank his blood claiming the beastly monster as mine and mine only. No could fucking take him away from me. Salvatore titled his head to the side groaning while giving me more access to his mouthwatering blood. His blood touching the back of my throat and I hungrily drank more while my claws contin

Another memorable day to remember, the day I gave my virginity to Diego Salvatore. DIEGO SALVATORE I laid on the bed with Taylor laying on me, we were both naked and she was sleeping softly. I could hear her heartbeat and steady breathing, she slept peacefully and I was pleased I granted her that peace. I watched her sleep while her legs were trapped between mine. I raised my hand, letting it rest on her hair, she was beautifully made, for me.

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All he did was take me to a book store, let me read, conversed a bit and then brought me back home, ravished me and stopped when I said no. I wanted to say something as I left but I decided against it. Salvatore has told me he doesn't get attached and I know that I'm getting attached. I will fight it as best as I can. I don't let my feelings control me but what I feel on the inside cannot be denied. I am getting attached and I want to say that I want to run, but I actually want to stay. I knew that it was a dangerous game, getting into this with a man like Leonardo was crazy. But getting into this with a man like Salvatore is deadly.

​My lips were locked with a man who wasn't my husband. ​My mouth was on his. His hands were in my hair. The image was crystal clear under the moonlight. ​"No," I breathed. ​Another image. A different angle. My face was turned toward the camera, unmistakable. The man's face was clear, too. ​Stefan Salvatore. Alpha Thorne's heir. “What is the meaning of this?” my uncle bellowed, rising from his seat. “Who is behind this?” My world was swimming, my skin crawling from the stares of the pack. All of them sprang from their seats for a better look. A horrified gasp rippled through the crowd.