Vash X Reader Novels & Stories

"And because he doesn't trust you not to do something foolish." ​"Foolish? Like trying to leave?" ​"Like thinking you have a choice," Ava countered. She leaned in just a fraction, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I’ve been with Xavier . I was with him in London when he was building the empire you’re currently standing in. I’ve seen him bleed for the ghost of you. I’ve watched him lose sleep over a girl who doesn't even know the difference between a savior and a captor." ​I felt a cold shiver go down my spine. "You don't like me."

— Ashen* Kade read it twice, his expression darkening with each pass, before handing it to Dorian without a word. "Ashen," Selene said, once she'd read it herself, something grim settling over her features. "I know that name. Vasha mentioned her once, during her cooperation — a rival within the old bloodlines, considerably more ruthless, who disagreed with Vasha's approach from the beginning. She argued the working should target Kade directly rather than attempting to seize the bond through Elena." "Target me how?" Kade asked.

The girl sighed in relief and was slightly irritated with the unexpected tap, “Can you greet me in a less startling way?” “Oh it’s you,” greeted Vasky nonchalantly as his eyes peered on Vanya’s computer screen, trying to get a glimpse of what she read. “What do you read, anyway? It looks so serious.” Vanya hurriedly grabbed her mouse and minimized the browser screen so Vasky couldn’t see her secret mission, but she wasn’t fast enough to do so. The geeky man gave a suppressed laugh at the girl before saying, “Too late, I’ve seen that. Why do girls like you spend time reading articles about autos, by the way?”

There were at least two different people’s scents on his hand. I leaned away from the offered hand and shook my head. There was no way I was letting that monster touch me. Especially not with the blood of some poor supernatural on his hands. “I don’t want to touch you. I most certainly, do not want you touching me.” I told him. “Fair enough.” He smirked and went to sit on the other side of the desk. “What can I do for you, Vasili?” “My Vasilia wanted to meet you. She has some questions.” He responded.

Silas smirked as he approached the throne while the vampires that he came with stood beside the door. “Silas Jaxon. The only upir.” Vadim smirked as they hastily walked toward each other, embracing and patting their backs. “It's nice to meet you again.” Silas told Vadim. They chuckled as they pulled away from each other. “I have prepared an alluring delicacy for us.” Vadim placed his hand around his shoulder as they headed toward the dining room. “You need to calm down. I understand that Nina is precious to you, but doing this now would get you killed.” Marissa told Lane who was wearing his boots and putting daggers in place.

Xasha replied, "just let me use your private library, after I'm done I'll come to find you with any questions that I may have." Xara took out a black card form her storage pack and tossed it to Xasha, "good idea, just, don't push yourself too hard," Xara knew that once Xasha got into studying something he was interested in he would forgo food and sleep until he learned everything he could about it. "Don't worry mom, I'll take my time." Xara headed back to the enchantment department, there were two young ladies In similar white coats who came out to greet her. Xasha went to the house and into his room. While he was excited, he was also worn out from the events in the Black Plains.

Just take her. Vix. In Satan’s Bar, Victoria ‘Vixen’ Shaw was known as the MC’s favorite ride – and she was rumored to have been with every one of the guys, and multiple times, though Ice knew that to not be true, at all. What was true was that she had been the ultimate pass-around, the quintessential biker’s girl… and she owned that moniker, without shame. The woman was smokily and sexily hot, about that there was no doubt, and she had the brazen, aggressive, unpolished beauty of a wild creature. There was nothing demure or elegant or wallflower about Vix as she carried out her waitressing duties. She was, to her core, an MC bar back room toy, and she was proud of it.

If Alpha Asher was surprised by the Vampire's words, he didn't let it show. Alpha Asher's face remained an impassive mask, disinterest flashing in his eyes. I wondered how he managed to keep his cool, and how long it had taken him to perfect that technique. Alpha Asher raked his eyes over the Vampire lazily, a neutral expression on his face. I honed my features, hoping they would convey the same disinterest. While my heart was a hammering mess, I meticulously checked the stable bookshelves in my mind. Each thought and memory were safely tucked away, bound in leather and stuffed onto a shelf. Before I could wonder if the man was a full-blooded Vampire, I felt someone entering my mind.

Valen’s like prophecy in motion. Faculty bowed out of their path. Students pressed themselves against the wall. Doors opened before they reached them. No one asked who they were looking for. Everyone prayed it wasn’t them. Nerisa questioned no one. People answered. Hiraya brushed fingertips across a teacher’s wrist—gentle, intimate—and he spilled every rumor he’d ever heard in a single breath. Odesa rested a hand on a security guard’s shoulder. His knees buckled. He confessed things he hadn’t even witnessed.

Vhan looked at her, "What should you reply to his text?" Xyneth sighed, "There's no need for you to reply it. Thank you." Vhan nodded before he smile, "My pleasure, I'm always here to help you when it comes to technologies. I'll always lend you a hand." Xyneth smiled making Yves tsked at what Vhan said. END OF CHAPTER 62