Xaden Casting Novels & Stories

Dymon’s sudden departure and cryptic message gave me a solid idea of what was about to happen. I wobbled over until I was before him sprawled atop a sofa, muscular legs wide spread. My bowed head made my eyes come in direct view of his naked crotch and I gasped before snapping my gaze up at him. His cold, hard gaze communicated an additional displeasure and I remembered in time to sink to my knees before he could correct me. “After all these months, you still require such prompting to remember your place,” Xaden said, his cold, quiet voice filled with disdain.

When I turned around, finding that familiar and handsome man staring vicious daggers at the pair behind me, I fought the urge to smirk. Xaden stood with his arms crossed; his shirt smooth and tucked into his dark slacks. His black hair was slicked back, away, and cleared from his face. His green eyes narrowed on Damien. “She has one beast, and it’s me. So why don’t you, manage your wand and your…” Xaden gives a vicious smirk, “What is it, Girlfriend? Friend? Or have you finally divulged into fuck buddies?”

"Give me a hand." "Hang on buddy," Adam remarked as he started to leave, "Nice talking to you, Lady Sansa, I'll see you later." I began to go ahead of myself while thinking, Adam appeared trustworthy to me because he was different from others while others were mindlessly following Xavier but he had his thoughts. I came to a standstill and peeked inside the room from the outside. Hearing a noise and noticing Xavier kneeling and crying next to his brother Levine. Standing on the other side of the bed, Elodie was performing spells, sending energy waves to Levine, and repeating weird incantations.

Cyprus corrected, narrowing his eyes at me while looking and sounding as intimidatingly stern as he always did. Of course, I ignored his rude greeting, just like that of his brothers’. “Unlike you lots, I have a busy schedule and I actually need to work to earn a living,” I hissed, before turning to Zephyr, “so show me whatever you want to so I can leave.” Xaden grinned mischievously at me while his brothers barely reacted to my angry demand. And then the next second, Xaden picked up a remote and hit a button. I’d expected literally anything other than what popped up on the screen.

It felt like a final goodbye, his last words. I clenched my fists, pushing down the surge of emotions. "Then I need to move faster. I have to get this back before he… before it’s too late." I started to turn again, my body already leaning into the run. "Cardan," Xaden said again. This time, his voice held a fragile quality I had never heard from him before, a reluctant admission of vulnerability. I stopped, my breath catching. He lowered his gaze to the ground, kicking at a loose stone. It took him a moment, and when he looked up, the admission in his eyes was stark and unvarnished.

Xaden was a mortal enemy who promised me vengeance when he was suspended last semester. He was also the son of the man Mother is currently married to. And he just found out my darkest secret.

“But more time is not a permanent solution.” There’s a naked woman sucking Xaden’s cock with vigour and Xander’s eyes are fixed on the scene like his life depends on it. I rest against a wall, crossing my ankles and folding my arms over my chest, uninterested. “We are going to die, then...” Xaden grunts, his hips buck on the banquet chair. He’s close. “Fuck! Fuck death.” Xander can finally look away. “I am curious about what she looks like, though.”

, I smile. “It’s an excellent thing babe", says Xander as he melts the remaining chocolate in his palms and rubs it across my breasts, down my tummy to my pussy before his tongue follows suite and I lose all coherent thought. I wake up to the house phone ringing. Xander reaches for it on the side table with his eyes still closed, “Hello?...Yes Charles…No its fine, get him some refreshments and tell him we will be right down.” He turns to me and smiles, “sorry babe we have to get up.”

I don't have a phone and right now, I have no way of communicating with Xavier. Should I open the door or not

“Speak.” Xaden’s voice cuts through the vast hall like a hot coal dragged slowly across bone. His fangs elongate, gleaming under the dim lights like a deadly promise. The small noise around us dies almost instantly, as if the entire room wants nothing to do with his wrath. I can’t breathe properly.