Xaden Novels & Stories

I made to get moving, a single-minded determination setting my course: portal, antidote, home. I hadn't come all this way to discuss existential crises or prophecy. I came for a cure. "Cardan." His voice was low, cutting through the silence. I kept walking, glancing back only over my shoulder. "If you’re going to lecture me, save it. I have a time-sensitive delivery to make." "It's Adam," Xaden said. The name stopped me dead. I turned fully to face him, my heart hammering a sudden, heavy rhythm against my ribs. "What about him? Did the poison spread?"

She hadn't seen much of Adryan too after their pack tour her first day, when she asked Violet about it, who gave her a sly smile in reply but said that he was busy preparing for something which was supposed to happen soon. Jade has found solitude in the outdoor balcony Adryan's house had. The balcony was made up of wood, like the rest of the house. This part of the balcony had a feminine touch to it, with small plant pots here and there, with flower. She wondered if it was Adryan's idea or maybe someone else's...like Adeena?, Jade immediately shakes her head, no, she wasn't going to go there yet now that the thought had entered her mind, she was curious.

Every few steps, I even see solo explorers. “ Do you want to know a fun fact?”, I ask Marcello “ I have a feeling you’ll tell me even if I say no.” “ You’re right , I will” He smiles a cheeky smile. I have been seeing more of those since yesterday. “ Do you know about the kraken plant?” “ Isn’t that only in cartoons and books? It’s real?” I look at him like he’s grown two heads. “ Of course, the kraken is real. What are you talking about?”

I took three deep breaths and flung the door open. What was right before my eyes made my stomach churn. He was on his couch, thrusting into another lady so loudly and intensely, that they didn't even notice my presence,not until my bag left my grip and fell to the ground. "Shit! What the fuck are you doing here, Zina?" Xaden furrowed his brows in anger as he pulled out, a few drops of sperm littering the floor as he zipped up. The other lady groaned in pleasure, leaving no doubt about how much she had enjoyed it.

The one Xaden had called Rodney, a quite talkative man who seemed tightly involved in the military, spoke. “Yes.” Xaden’s hand went closed around my breast and he idly squeezed the mound, pinching and tugging at my nipples while I squirmed and cringed on his lap. “Doesn’t he have another daughter My Lord?” “He does.” Xaden scrunched up his nose, an arrogant, disdainful expression on his face. “I didn’t like her. Looks too much like the old git. Horse face and all.” He grinned, still clutching my breasts without even looking at me. Like I was some sort of idle toy for him to play with. I burned wit

What the heck did Sarah hope to achieve by doing this again—to both of us this time? “T-Try to hold out as long as you can, Xaden,” I pleaded weakly, knowing I was asking a lot from him at the moment. “I’m trying… but, God, Maeve…” he groaned longingly, clenching his fists against the door, knuckles turning white, “you smell so fucking good…” In any other circumstances, those words would have made me blush, but instead, they filled me with fright. Xaden was one of the most powerful Alphas in the entire kingdom. If his drug-induced heat took complete control over him, then there would be nothing anyone could do to stop him.

He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there. I noticed a tattoo of a heart on the left side of his chest. Instead of an arrow going through it, it was a rose. The heart was empty in the middle, except for the letter "A" at the top of the inside of the heart. An image of a man, who I could only pinpoint as Michelangelo in my head, came to mind and I could see him sculpturing this Adonis to pure, Italian perfection, and my, what a sight he was. "Didn't your mother ever teach you that it's rude to stare?" I was brought out of my ogling.

‘Then why are you looking at their roots and covering them back’ Natasha asked. ‘You know their age through their roots’ nara said ‘snow grass has a life span of 100 years, the snow grass they are taking is about 50-60 years’. ‘Wow I guess it’s true, healers and witches go crazy for herbs’ ivory murmured opening the map she held. Ivory noticed a blue dot at the entry point of chex on the map, straining her eyes she looked at it carefully. ‘This wasn’t there before’ ivory thought.

"The future of this pack, hell, the future of the entire Lycanthrope race depends on you and a Lycan so weak she thought she was human. Your mother and I are just looking out for you, her, and everyone else involved." "Thanks," Cain said, faking sincerity. "But I've got it under control." Adam let out an airy laugh. "From what I hear, control is the last thing you have." Cain's jaw clenched as he felt the ache returning to his gums. "How long until you decide to tell her that you can't mark her for fear of draining her? How long until you tell her about what you did to this family?"

“Okay.” He disappears down the stairs and once I’m sure he’s gone, I take a peak in his bedroom. Standing right behind the door frame, I poke my head in. There’s a small furry rug beside the bed and some slippers, and the colours are are monotonous as the rest of the cabin. It smells like freshly plucked cherries and spice. It smells like him. I back away and close the door before walking into the other room. It looks exactly like his, but with a vanity desk and mirror, and a bigger closet. Now that I think about it, it seems a woman has been in here or… comes here.