Yandere Invincible X Reader Novels & Stories

"Oh, that's right and Ayah is giving her support for Nelika to join in the higher rank warriors. Before I always thought that our daughter should act like normal girls but now I can see that what makes her happy is serving the pack as one of the warriors. If she became good at it just like Alpha Xander then there could be no problems. She has Alpha blood after all." A smile covered my face when I entered the room and decided to sleep in it for the evening. *************** *Alpha Xander * The soft velvet texture of her skin against my palm is driving me insane and the way she purred on top of me. Her lips come closer to mine in a very slow motion, as I couldn't wait to get a taste of her soft

“Hmph! Playing hard to get? Take a look in the mirror! Which part of you is worthy enough for me to take a second look at you? Although I’m a divorced woman, I’ve been in the circle for so many years and I’ve never met such a disgusting person like you! My ex-husband has money, and my ex-boyfriend has the looks. What about you? You’re just a tramp that just joined showbiz, yet you wanna sleep with me for nothing?” Xander suffered quite a blow from her cannonball-like words, especially in front of so many dignified people. His face turned blue. “You... You’re too much!” Yuliana snorted coldly and looked at Nicole aggrievedly with tears streaming down her face and some pride and insistence.

A moment before Einar pushes forward I look at Xander. “What is it?” Einar pushes the shift but Xander answers me in the mind link. ‘Vampires!’

Xevia tried with all her might to stop the storm of lust that hit her. "Why did you stop?" Xander whispered. "I...." she stammered. "I feel like a little bitch when I'm with you, you're always in control, when I'm not. I look pretentious-" Xander grabbed Xevia's slender waist.He-with no hesitation thrust his tongue into Xevia's lips. Just like she wanted, Xander was now the navigator of her ship.

“Okay, but dinner is being served outside on the deck. So I can’t give him total control.” With a nod of understanding, I affirmed, “That’s perfectly fine. Go ahead, let Xyler take the reins.” Xander closed his eyes, and I could sense the transition as Xyler’s presence took over. His eyes, a striking pale sea blue, gazed at me. “Mate,” he growled softly. His deep baritone voice sent a shiver down my spine. I said, “Hello, Wolfie.” My fingers remained immersed in his silky hair. “What’s wrong?” I questioned.

His palm ground mercilessly against my clit, the low, explosive hum of vibrations echoing through me. I shattered on his face, unable to hold back. The sound that ripped from my throat was primal, broken, my hips jerking as he drew it out of me until I could barely breathe. Panting through the aftermath, I looked up to find my lover grinning like he’d just conquered me—and he had. “Like I said, Dove, there is a lot of me, and you need to be more specific. Otherwise, I’ll use every wicked thought and deviant device I have to do what you ask.”

Xander had a mischievous smirk on his face when he lifted my chin up, locking my eyes onto his. “Look me in the eyes and say that you don't want to touch you.” I couldn't lie to his face, it was practically impossible. I was standing bare before him like an open book. He could read my every thought through my eyes, and the eyes don't lie. Xander suddenly began to lean in closer, it was obvious that he was leaning in for a Kiss. I just couldn't bring myself to push him away, I just stood there rooted to the ground, my eyes widened and my eyes boring deeply into his.

The Lycan king and Alpha Damilion are left shaking their heads. “How does he have so much power over her?” Alpha Damilion mumbles. My plan B failed. It is time for plan C. Xena needs a mate. Good thing I have a plenty of candidates to choose from. She has just laid down Xael when the Lycan king and Alpha Damilion shout Mate! Let’s see how she handles a harem of dominant, possessive steroid-filled men. “What?” she asks when the Lycan king’s canines sink on her right shoulder, and Alpha Damilion does exactly the same on her left.

I want to march right up to him, shove him against the wall, demand what the hell he thinks he’s doing with my Lyra. But something worse claws at me. It’s the cold, biting, hard truth: I don’t get to be the jealous Alpha here. I don't get to be jealous at all. I am nothing but a trainer to her. A bastard trainer who slept with her and then pushed her away like she was nothing. I left the door open for this. Xander smiles when he sees me, and it sets my blood on fire. “Morning.” he says smoothly. Then he lifts his hand and scratches the back of his head, awkwardly looking back at Lyra's door.