Zoro X Reader Novels & Stories

“Xander, I swear to—“ “His throbbing cock traces her wet cunt, making her cry out—“ I scream his name louder, pushing my body to move. It doesn’t heed to my command and I’m still stuck in place, trying to push through a wall I cannot see. “Harder, Zade, harder.” He says in a high pitched voice, trying to mimic that of a woman’s. I would have laughed at how ridiculous he sounded if I wasn’t mortified. I could have sworn the words didn’t sound that dirty when I was reading them. “Take that dirty whore, cum all over your daddy’s cock?” Xander finishes with a note of question, he looks up and our eyes meet. There is amusement and something else in his. He closes the book and I let out a sigh of

"No, what happened to me? Where's my mate? Did I mess up Aqua's party?" "No," I opened my eyes and looked at him. "It was already over before you blacked out, and your mate is here," he looked at the door. On cue, the door flew open. "I'll take my leave," Zircon disappeared quickly, which means he was in the middle of reading a book. He is a bookworm.

Zane’s POV “Fair,” I said, crossing my arms. “But why would I believe a lowlife wretch? You might have torn those pages just to provoke my Alpha or trigger our curiosity. There's a chance there's nothing in them at all.” Eryndor met my gaze, and despite the blood crusting at the corner of his mouth, he managed something close to a smile. “Go fuck yourself, Zane. That won't work on me either. I'm the only one who read those books, and I'm the only one who knows what was in them.” His voice cracked. “Even if I lose my mind, I won't give you a damn thing.”

Where's the Light Oracle when you need her? Zion lets out a gusty breath, “don't ever apologise for being who you are destined to be.” He states gruffly, squeezing his eyes shut as blood seeps from his hairline. “You are hurt. You need to heal yourself,” I whisper, fighting to stay awake. “Place me on the ground so that you can replenish your healing cells. I'm not going anywhere.” He presses me to his chest, his nose nuzzles my hair, and I wince. “All mighty stars!” He hisses as he starts to lick the blood from my burning flesh. “I'm sorry.” He mutters with a snarl.

he looked over one shoulder and continued walking. Zara's POV I groaned and open my eyes, I lifted up my hands to rub my eyes but they were chained by dark clouds of chains. I struggled and tried spitting every spell I knew to get out of it but nothing worked. So much for being the most powerful creature on the face of the earth. I then tried mindlinking Wyatt and talking to Liv but I got no response. "Nice to see you're finally awake," a voice from the shadows said. "Who are you?" I demanded sternly.

Thorne snapped. Zora yelped and Kairos sprung from where he was pinning her down. She rolled off the backside of Kairos’s bed and stood up, shoving her stray strap back up her arm. Her sweatpants were hung low on her waist, as if someone was in the process of taking them off. She wrapped her arms around herself and glanced down at the floor. “What do you want, Blythwitch?” Kairos snapped, all of his old self showing. “What are you doing with her!?” Thorne hissed. He watched as Zora scrambled around the bed to pick up her discarded hoodie and cover herself. Kairos just stood there, bare-chested, belt un-done and the Moonraiser fire in his eyes.

I couldn't even finish a piece of dry toast before having to push my plate away. Xander watched me with more and more worry. “That's it,” he said strongly. “We're going to see Zara now.” I didn't have the strength to argue. As we went to Zara's house. She welcomed us with a knowing smile, and I could tell she already knew why we were there. “Aurora, Xander,” Zara said warmly. “Come in. I've been expecting you.” As we settled into her cozy living room, Zara began her examination. She checked my vital signs, asked about my symptoms, and then did a special aura reading. As her hands moved over me, her eyes got big, and she smiled really wide.

A thing utterly forbidden to her kind. He came not through the door, but from the shadows themselves, the darkness coalescing into a form of immense, terrifying power. Zoran. His skin was the deep red of fresh blood, his horns swept back from a face of brutal, angular beauty. His eyes burned with the amber fire of the abyss, and his wings, vast and leathery, folded against his back. The sheer, raw masculinity of him made Vyxaria’s mouth water, her pussy clenching in immediate, aching response.

He hit his back causing him to go unconscious. Zoran grinned as he turned back towards Nora. He was ready to end her once and for all. He looked towards her as he channeled his powers once more, raising her body into the air. She watched as his body glowed a bright yellow as she felt as her body began to tremble. She could slowly feel her energy draining from her as she felt a single tear run down her cheek. She didn't know how much longer she could last. She wasn't sure how much longer she would be able to do this.

Zara whispered fiercely, her manicured fingers tangling deeply into his dark hair. She didn't let him drown in the fear. She crashed her mouth down onto his in a punishing, deeply immersive collision of pure heat. Zara gasped softly, her back arching beautifully against the ancient wood as she met his territorial dominance flawlessly. The horror of the siege completely melted away into a fiercely possessive demand. His large hands mapped the bare curve of her hips, a raw, heavy brand of absolute survival. He tasted like dangerous adrenaline and unquestionable devotion. Every ragged breath was a physical vow that their empire was completely unbreakable.