Xoxo Growl Novels & Stories

“But seriously, I'm dying to know what pissed you off so badly you started to growl.” I stopped in the middle of the stairs and glared at him. “I didn't growl.” “You did,” he insisted. “Certainly, it was weak, kind of a feisty-omega growl, but still.” I ground my teeth. “I didn't growl. And I'm not an Omega.” He smirked. “You can deny it as many times as you want, but I know what I heard.” He leaned over me, his brows climbing up his forehead. “Sooo?”

Her lips once again wrapped around the fork, and her eyes slowly closed as she moaned. ‘Fuck!’ Xander thought as he became even harder, straining in his pants. The Beta cursed when she took another bite and moaned again. His cock was throbbing, pressing against the tight confinements of his pants. Xander reached down and adjusted himself as his wolf snickered in his head. Oz laughed, loving that the roles were reversed and Xander was the one ready to hump her leg now.

The man asked Xavier while looking at me in a way that made my skin crawl. "Leave her out of this." Xavier warned, sounding as confident as ever, "this is between me and you, Growl." The man which I now assumed his name was Growl laughed humourlessly then almost immediately, two of his men seized Xavier. Growl approached me and caressed my face with his rough palm. When his fingers touched my lips, I bit him. "Stupid bitch" He slapped me and I saw stars.

she snarled, her voice a husky growl. “Me,” Xandros agreed, his own voice a low thrum of demonic resonance. He flexed his hands, the long, black claws extending and retracting. The pull was a physical ache, a compulsion to close the distance that was as vital as breathing. “The universe’s idea of a bad joke continues.”

I wanted to scream, still coughing I fall off the bench my hands clutched my shirt in the chest area as it felt like it was going to explode soon. "You okay dear?" A voice asked Without raising my head I shook my head rapidly. "no I'm not fine, I'm not okay," I cried out. The person helped me back on to a chair before asking if there was someone I could call, I nodded my head and asked her to check the pocket of my jeans which she did, I asked her to call Caleb and as instructed she did.

“A witchy witch that makes pretty lights.” “She’s very pretty.” “I could give her some light.” At the last comment, Xander growls. “She’s my mate.” It’s quiet a moment and then there is an amazing amount of twittering. “Oh the Alpha aura.” “It makes me quiver.” “Alpha Xander never growls.” “He has a mate now.” “Do you think he’ll growl more often?” I can see Xander getting the barely-holding-on-to-his-patience look on his face.

Her body tightened and she felt her nails scratch Xan’s back. “Yes! Give me everything my Phoenix!” Xan said excited by the pain had inadvertently inflicted. “Xan...I...can’t .....hold on!” Grace moaned as another organism came. Xan was close, Grace’s moaning and wetness were driving him insane. “Come for me again! I am so close!” Xan said. Grace obeyed and screamed again as Xan released his seed into her. Xan felt his cock being milked for every last drop making him groan loudly. Grace and Xan then kissed each other tenderly.

he whispered out Before I could answer him, I heard a huge growl come from behind me, and when I turn around I see that it's Xavier his eyes are black and I know he's pissed "Xavier" I say, but his eyes stay glued on Alpha Stephen "I thought I told you to stay away from my mate Alpha" he growls "Ohhh hello there Xavier, me and Athena were just having a little harmless chat that's all" he says while looking at me Xavier comes towards me and pulls me into his chest while growling at Alpha Stephen. "Xavier calm down" he ignores me and continues to growls "Ahhhhhh how sweet, I see you guys are getting along a lot better than before"

Penn's violent push. "Take this...wonderful dog to get you some," she bellows, staring at the source of her cough. Xavier stares at her unblinkingly and lets out a low, terrorizing growl that rips through the air and shakes her to the bone. She shivers, though the temperature is about eighty degrees, and retreats with a scowl into her haven. "Well, it looks like I've been evicted," I say jokingly, rubbing my foot with my terribly sore hand. Xavier, mute in his wolf form, gently nudges me. "I can't go," I complain, "my foot hurts too much."

The phone vibrated again, insistent, as if it knew it had been ignored and was now demanding payment. Aslan was still buried deep inside Xander, their bodies glued together in a sweaty, breathless mess. The Omega trembled beneath him, his inner muscles pulsing slowly around Aslan’s still-hard cock, milking the last remnants of his orgasm. Xander had his face buried in the crook of Aslan’s neck, breathing in short gasps, lips brushing against the hot skin.