Striker X Reader Novels & Stories

"So who do you want to see first? The assassins or the strippers? I think strippers first. " Kyle rushes me out of the office, hearing Xaviors screams of protest. We run towards elevator, ones we're in, the door closes in Xavior's angry face. "Are we really going to see strippers and assassins?" I ask him nervously yet slightly interested. "Not if you don't want to, I don't want to expose you to things that you're not ready for. God knows Xavior will have my head on a platter if I let that happen."

“Tell me, Xavier, what kind of Alpha lowers himself for a woman like her?” Xavier’s eyes flashed. “Enough.” Elliot ignored him. He looked at me, his expression twisted between hate and heartbreak. “Do you even know who you’re fighting for?” he asked Xavier, his voice rising. “She was a stripper, a showpiece for drunken wolves who threw money at her feet. I made her mine. I gave her a place. And now you...” He jabbed a finger toward Xavier, “...you think you can fix what I broke? You’ll never have her the way I did.”

“Xander, I swear to—“ “His throbbing cock traces her wet cunt, making her cry out—“ I scream his name louder, pushing my body to move. It doesn’t heed to my command and I’m still stuck in place, trying to push through a wall I cannot see. “Harder, Zade, harder.” He says in a high pitched voice, trying to mimic that of a woman’s. I would have laughed at how ridiculous he sounded if I wasn’t mortified. I could have sworn the words didn’t sound that dirty when I was reading them. “Take that dirty whore, cum all over your daddy’s cock?” Xander finishes with a note of question, he looks up and our eyes meet. There is amusement and something else in his. He closes the book and I let out a sigh of

She is only mine. Xx____xX

" Cindy's familiar words reached my ears, but before I could even react, blinding headlights came rushing at me. The engine roared—pain tore through my body as the car slammed into me. That was when it hit me—I'd been reborn at the exact moment she ran me over. Somehow, my shattered phone had dialed my boyfriend, Jared Xanderson. His cold, disgusted voice came through the speaker, "Stop calling me, Suzanna. I know you're just jealous of me and Cindy. That's why you're trying to come between us. "It's impossible for her to run you with her car. It's worth tens of millions—she wouldn't wreck it just to run you over. I'm done believing in you, no matter what you say this time!"

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"I'm mourning the woman who loved me, and I'm looking at the stranger who was born from her sacrifice." The middle of the chapter was a slow, agonizing re-awakening. Xander didn't try to force the memories back; he knew the Antithesis was a surgical strike. Instead, he led me through Sector Nine, showing me the "glitches" in the world he was forced to maintain.

I whispered at last, the words so soft they barely felt real as they left my lips. He tilted his head slightly, studying me, his eyes narrowing with a mix of curiosity and something darker, as if he were weighing the truth of my confession. His voice dropped, low and unfiltered, more honest than gentle. “But you work at the club as a stripper, right? You don’t have a boyfriend. Or were you trying to keep yourself?”

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But the Xeria cultivator was quick—he kicked off the ground, leaping into the air with the agility of a bird. With a flick of his wrist, a sharp gust of wind shot toward Crystal, carrying small, jagged pebbles with it. Crystal narrowed her eyes and swiftly raised her hand, summoning a layer of ice in front of her. The wind slammed into the ice wall, scattering in different directions. The Xeria fighter didn’t stop. Twisting his body midair, he used the wind to propel himself forward, closing the gap between them. He landed on the side of a rocky outcrop, using it as a launchpad to strike from an angle.