Will Solace X Reader Novels & Stories

"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...

It was abnormal for the male protagonist to willingly associate himself with the vicious woman so maybe – ‘Incoming delusions!’ Grace screeched hard enough to make me flinch. ‘These are the exact delusions Selene had! Xander is nothing but a womanizer so don’t get ahead of yourself!’ “No!” I screamed much to everyone’s surprise. I couldn’t believe I almost lost my senses. I almost got swayed by his handsome face. Liked by the male lead? I smacked my face and the bottle of water Xander had been holding fell to the ground. I repeated the process again and his expression got more bizarre.

Sloane Grayson’s POV “Then say hello to the devil, little wolf” He purred as though his words were a sentence, an execution. I just stood there, my breath hitched, heart pounding vigorously in my chest, as though they would give out. My lips parted slightly, a hint of something stupid flashing in my eyes; hope. His hot, intoxicating breath lingered on my skin, his golden orbs glistening like fire under the moonlight. And then, almost immediately, the smirk on his lips disappeared, gone as though they were never there, replaced by a cold, hard stare.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry, as Rose rushed toward me in concern, But then Alpha Xavier suddenly stopped again. He turned back once more, his expression shifting, his voice dropping into something darker.“There is something you should understand,” he said. “As much as I want Valeria for myself I hope you have not done anything to hurt her.”My heart skipped.“Because if you have…” his eyes darkened, locking onto mine, “I will be the one to end you myself.”His words froze me in place. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move, He stared at me for a moment longer, then a slow smile spread across his face again one that sent shivers down my spine before he finally walked away.

He is the youngest Alpha in the Northern province, the golden boy of the Mooncrest college and the ice hockey captain. How I wish he was mine. Fully mine. Unfortunately, he isn't. But soon—in six months time—he would become MINE and I don't have to hid my feelings anymore. My name is Solara Hale, twenty-years-old, wolfless Omega from the Duskwatch Pack—a small pack in the Northern Province— a sophomore student studying Herbs and Herbalife major at the Mooncrest College and a member of the cheerleading team. Lucas smiled and pressed his hand playfully on my face. “Stop looking at me like that, Lara,” he rasped, his voice so smooth that it's stroked my left nipples. He grabbed the base of his

Too much temptation in one damn face. God. What was wrong with me? I looked away quickly, heat prickling my cheeks. This was ridiculous. I was unraveling. And he was clearly enjoying it.The door opened. Victor stepped in and took the seat beside me with the calm of someone who belonged here. I, very much, did not. Xavier leaned back slightly, still watching me like I was a puzzle he’d already solved. “Emily,” he said, tone as steady as it was unreadable. “Victor tells me you

I can only seem to breathe heavily and moan like I was in some kind of heat. I was though. I was very hot at the moment. It was like someone had set me on fire. And that someone was the alpha of the Crimson Moon pack. Xavier soon grows impatient, the flicks of his tongue getting desperate as he sought for something. I hear the sound of papers being swiped aside, books thrown and I swore I heard something break. But Xavier doesn't pull away, neither of us do. My hands reach in his hair, tugging at his soft strands as I am too desperate for something he alone can give me.

she moaned. A heaviness swept over him when he saw tears escaping from the corners of her eyes. She was weeping for him in her sleep. Somehow, she’d rejected his explanation of being a shadow walker and was convinced he was dead. It was then that he realized the impact of him having Wilma place her next to his mundane body would have on her when she awoke. He closed his eyes and heaved a sigh. Things weren’t going the way he’d hoped at all. He needed a new game plan.

“Why am I here? What do you want from me? I was with someone in the bar. Is he here too? Are you holding him too? I’m losing circulation in my hands.” Heloise had all she could do to refrain from giggling with delight over her former lover’s distress. It gave her intense satisfaction to see him suffer, even if it wasn’t the type of suffering she felt he should be experiencing. It was at least suffering and a prelude to the emotional turmoil that awaited him and his mousy little lover girl. It was bad enough to discover that he’d been bonded to the next ruler of shadow land without learning that he was happily in love with her. It was just too unfair.

Under that cold and merciless exterior Solomon portrayed to the world, there was a loving and damn well poetic man who seemed to know exactly what Lucia needed to hear. Lucia’s breathing increased, but not in fear, becoming faster as she watched Solomon settle over her. Instinctively Lucia bared her neck. Solomon’s lips whispered across her jaw, then upward. Restless, Lucia ran her hands up and down Solomon’s sides, thrilling at the toned muscles under her touch. She shivered at a warm burst of air in her ear, surprised at how sensitive she was there. “Easy.” Lucia can feel her insides throbbed from anticipation. “Fuck easy.”