Voltron X Reader Novels & Stories

of nature, command the elements, and change the course of history. This power was neither good nor evil, but a reflection of the one who wielded it. The First Alphas, those chosen to lead, were bound to this power, their fates intertwined with its presence. But as time passed, the power grew restless, seeking more than what it had been given. The Alphas, fearing its wrath, sought to seal it away, to hide it where none could find it. Yet the bond between the power and the Alphas could not be severed. It would lie dormant, waiting for the time when it would be called upon once more…"Timbre’s heart pounded as she read the passage. It was as if the book were speaking directly to her, describing

Luna left the room and Tyler continued to show me how everything works so I could navigate my way around. "There are some dirty entries in there." Tyler snickered, glancing over at the large, old book in front of me. "What!" I looked up at him. "Like what?" "Flip to page 157." I quickly did, dying of curiosity. As soon as the book was laid open, my hands flew to my mouth and I gasped. "Holy Artemis, it's an illustration of two wolves doing it." I burst out laughing. "Why is that in a medical book?" Then I looked up at him. "Oh my Goddess, and you memorized the page number!"

Then a roar ripped through the air — ancient, furious, shaking the very foundation of the room. The torches extinguished in an instant. The door exploded inward, iron screeching as it embedded into the wall. A towering silhouette filled the doorway, muscles coiled, breath heaving, eyes burning molten gold — pure, feral dominance pouring off him in suffocating waves. Xavier. The council froze, paling visibly. Rylan whispered under his breath, “This… is about to get very bad.” Astrid’s voice trembled with equal parts awe and warning.

"I think so..." "Come then..." He opened his arms and Celeste reluctantly fell into them. His fingers slithered through her hair, and though the feeling of having someone other Zillon touch her was new, she had to get use it if she really wanted to forget about Zillon and only think about the person who had made her smile and not cry; Xavier... *** **** The first chapter of book two is here😌what do you guys think of Xavier? He seems as nice as I initially wanted him to be...gimme comments and gems...

He burst through the inner sanctum, his eyes scanning for any sign of Archon Xantos and The Emissary. The battle raged on, the stronghold's defenders falling before the Lunar Pack's might. Tristan's heart pounded in his chest, his senses on high alert. Suddenly, a wolf appeared before Tristan and snarled, challenging him. Tristan confronted the snarling wolf, its eyes blazing with an otherworldly intensity that made his hackles rise. The beast's fur was matted and dirty, its movements twisted and unnatural. Athena's healer senses screamed warnings, her voice laced with urgency.

The line rang three times before he answered. "Dr. Aris speaking," his professional voice sounded over the small speaker. "Doctor, this is Tracy Xander," I said, my voice trembling. "I need your help. I am trapped at the Gaunt Packhouse. I am having a severe flare-up of my Lunar Decay, and the pack doctors refuse to treat me. I am coughing up blood and my body is failing." A brief pause hung on the line. The doctor knew pack politics were incredibly dangerous for human outsiders to navigate.

It was suffocating, but as the sirens wailed and the mountain groaned under the weight of the intruders, I pulled it tighter. ​I wasn't a doll. I wasn't a prize. I was a survivor, and if putting up with a monster was the price of my life, I’d pay it—until I found the strength to walk away on my own. ​ ​"Don't look at the floor, Astrid," Xavier’s voice was a low, gravelly rasp. He didn't turn around. He was already back at the console, his fingers flying across a holographic interface I’d never seen before.

“You have evil plans against me in the future.” Draymond shrugged. “Allow the future take care of itself. Live in the present for now, boy. You have the big opening. You can become a Sentinel today.” “So you think I should kill Jimin?” Xavier said, turning the book in his hands. “I didn’t say you should do anything,” Draymond frowned. “I just gave you the book that would best suit what you need to do right now.” Xavier turned the book over in his hands searching for a name. “This book was written by….” He turned the book around looking for the author’s name and he finally found it.

I heard Dracula's voice with my sudden power to read his mind. This made me cry more. I shut my eyes and prayed for that strange power that makes me create a Dragon Ball to come back again, so I'd strike Dracula, but nothing happened. "Kill Linda!" I heard Alpha Greg order, and my eyes popped out in shock. "What?" "I'll do that myself. I warned Lena to kill Xander to save Linda, but she thought I was bluffing." Hutton scowled, and I was dragged away from Linda. I tried struggling but got countless blows which left me weak to the core.

Y. And that’s when I understood. X was fighting it from the inside. He hadn’t been wrong to think he could resist possession. He just hadn’t expected the vetala to be this strong. But X’s willpower wasn’t gone. It flared up in moments. It expressed itself in hesitations, missed swings, eyes flickering from red to brown and back again. He could hold it back. Not indefinitely, but enough that a normal human like me wouldn’t be instantly killed squaring off with a Man in Black.