Xaden Novels & Stories

He said and lifted my chin and opened my mouth. "It was the only way to subside my fever" I replied. The way that he looked at me was like questioning me if I really have a fever. "Didn't you know that once you drain your mana, you'll have hay fever, and the only way to subside the fever is to eat your own magic," I said while catching my breath and feel my fever that subsided? I sighed in relief when I felt that the load in my chest was slowly fading.

I am Xerra, a superbeing from a remote galaxy far away from the Milky Way called Ciriculus. I live in this fourth-dimensional world called Aryan wherein everything is possible. Well… almost everything… I scanned the familiar domain I was in. I was surrounded by the green and blue giant trees that seemed to reach the still dark sky. I had always loved the relaxing smell of the leaves in the Aiglean Forest and the gentle touch of fresh mountain dews before the sun rises.

A shadow. It had come to him through an encrypted message on a burner phone—a name he hadn’t heard in years, yet one that still sent a chill down his spine. It was a name that had been whispered in the darkest corners of the underworld, spoken with a mix of fear and reverence. A name that had once belonged to a friend, but had since become synonymous with death. **Kade.**

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

he smiled at Dorin. “And I would love to have a rematch,” Xander told Johan. “Of ourse!” Dorin looked excitedly at Mordecai. He was curious about the medic himself, since he has never seen him go all out in a fight before. ‘He controls the element of water, as well as life, so he could probably control plants as well,’ he thought to himself as the watched the medic closely. ‘I should anticipate his every more, for he could manipulate me, too..’

Nancy leaves her glass of wine and kneels next to the bathtub. "Oh, yes. This feels amazing!" "Shut up or the neighbours will think we're having sex!" Nancy is gifted with miraculous hands and I can't see why she refuses to become a massager. She knows every spot on the body which when pressed releases the pressure. Sore muscles? She's the person. Headache? Not a problem. Back pains? You already guessed it! "Now the other one." I slip my right foot from her hands and instead shove my left one.

Xaden pushed two fingers into me alongside his tongue, making my back arched. “So wet already,” Xaden muttered against me. “Perfect.” He curled his fingers and sucked on my clit at the same time. I came with a sharp cry, my thighs trembling around his head, my fingers twisted in Teiran’s hair. They didn’t give me much time to recover. Xaden moved up my body and kissed me deeply, letting me taste myself on his tongue. At the same time I felt the thick head of his cock drag through my slick folds. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, stretching me open until he was buried to the hilt. The fullness dra

She had long black hair that touched her waist and that was all most people had seen of her. But, some people had seen than that. They had seen her fingers and her nails which were always painted black and were always covered by gloves. Some had seen her eyes which were always surrounded by black shades of eye shadow and her lips that seemed blacker each time you looked at it. But, none had noticed those bright blue irises that sparkled whenever she smiled. Neither had anyone seen her smile. They all knew her name and all she did but most of them would never recognize her if she wore a color other than black. She was Jade Adler, the Gothic troublemaker who had almost burned down the school d

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

She asked taking a quick glance over at me “ I have a mate, her name is cherry.” Ryan smiles “ Cherry like the stone fruit ? That’s so cute!” She smiles “ What about you?” She asked Creed “ no I’m not seeing anyone unless you count my pillow I see her every night” he winked She giggled “ gross” she said making the throwing up sound “ and you?” Creed asked me “ me? No, I don’t have anyone.” I said focusing on the road “ make a left after that stop sign” she said looking at me with sad eyes