Vessel X Reader Novels & Stories

The High Coven murmurs now, unseen, only voices weaving through the gloom: “He walks with the oldest wolf…” “And she, the starseed from the forgotten gate…” “The union is ancient.” “The mark upon her heart glows with moonfire…” “The blood of the dreamwalker is reborn…” “Enough!” Xavier slams his fist against the altar. The stone cracks beneath his blow, but the whispers continue. “The Ailuranthrope stirs…” “And Inferno deceives even time…” “She’s not ordinary, she is the Vessel…”

Xavier is the good mate from the prophecy Right?????

I didn't know what he was thinking, and if I could read midns like he could, then I guess he wouldn't have had anything to keep to himself. Wolves couldn't read minds. We only went with our instincts, and our nostrils that could go lengths, while vampires could do their stuff, and even read minds. That was what Xander could do, he usually read the minds of people, those girls that loved to he around him, and just took their heats and read them. Though he wasn't able to do that to me most of the time, I knew that I couldn't have done it either. Why the hell was he suddenly gloomy, and why was he looking that way?

a cool, mocking voice drifted from the back of the Council chamber. Xavier stepped out from the heavy shadows, casually swirling a glass of scotch in his hand. His sheer presence instantly turned the air in the room cold, his heavy, oppressive scent of cedarwood and smoky amber completely suffocating my weak aura. "With what ships, little brother? The ones the bank foreclosed on at midnight, or the ones currently sitting docked because you can't afford to pay your maritime fuel ledger?"

I knocked him on his ass by myself. At the end of our line, one ship drifts too far from the others. My instincts scream. The human at the helm is well and cleanly dressed, like I haven’t seen anyone in Tarrin other than Luna Maris and the lords. This is his ship. “I know him too well,” Xandra says. “He cannot surprise me.” And she leaps headlong into the water. I grit my teeth and follow. This time, instead of trying to drown me, the current offers me a helping hand. I barely have to paddle to the floating snare.

“Someone had to stay on guard, and I chose to be that person.” “Do you see anything? My vision isn’t as focused as it used to be.” Xavier said the last word in a murmur. “I see the ships, but I can’t calculate when they will be here; only Edward can,” He replied, and that wasn’t much of a comfort. “One thing is certain, though: we are sinking those ships today.” Xavier nodded, placing faith in that. “I heard the princess of Klean is widowed,” Xavier said, changing the topic as they stared far off.

As soon as Xyla inhaled, she passed out. When Xyla next opened her eyes, she realized she was somewhere out in the ocean. She was on a huge, luxury cruise ship. At that moment, she was tied to a pillar on the deck. Strong gusts of cold wind blew against her, and her body shook slightly. The chilly air made her sneeze several times. Xyla felt goosebumps all over her body. Meanwhile, she could see large waves on the ocean’s surface that continuously crashed against the cruise ship.

Book 1 - I'm A Curse. Volume - 0 X - xperiment X - xpect X - xperience

Venice read. Vesta picked up her phone and took a picture of the part Venice read. "Then Chelle Durino!" Venice exclaimed when she found it. Vesta took again the photo of it. "Thank you for the help, Venice," Vesta said after Venice returned the book to the drawer. "Nothing as long as I could help, so why are you doing this to find their information?" Venice looked at Vesta full of questions. "Nothing, I just want to know who Xyrell's friends are because he didn't tell me," she lied.