Bandit X Pat Novels & Stories

“Gambler, this is Lifter here with Baby Bump at Wimberly Nexus.” “I thought we weren’t doing the code names,” Xavier commented. “It makes him happy,” I shrugged. “Lifter, this is Gambler here with Bandit. How is phase two going?” “Baby Bump has secured the duplicator. We are ready to rendezvous at the meeting point.” Brad informed me. “Perfect, see you soon. Over and out.” I hung up. “That guy is a nut…but I like him.” Xavier laughed. “Alright, let me call Elias, see how everything is at the wedding.”

Xander speaks out for the first time, since they arrived, “This is not your pack or territory Alexander, and if I must remind you, you are not Alpha to me so take your orders back to Outlaw,” I tell him, Xander growls at me, yet is stopped by Shawn who might have mind-linked him, “You should listen to your Beta since it seems he is the one with better reasoning.” “Look Scott, we are not here for trouble, I only want to make findings of someone we saw you with, a certain Belle Tariq,” Shawn explains,

he revealed, prompting her to question him further. "The X? I didn't see the name there," she said, squinting at the picture. Upon closer inspection, she found the name 'The X' listed among the highers. "It's there; check it well. He's one of the most brutal people I've ever seen. Always quiet, but very observant. At one point, we all thought he was the boss," Cisco shared, recounting their previous suspicions. Curiosity piqued, Patricia probed, "Who is your boss?" She gripped his shoulder tightly, drawing him closer, her eyes ablaze with anger.

Xavier fumed. Holding his phone confidently, Bastian stroke a tiny smile and replied, “If you intend to do so, I’ll be happy to be your opponent along with my friends here, but I doubt that you will win it.” Being enraged with his frustrated face, Xavier decided to disconnect the call. Without any swearing words uttered, he looked for the information of Red Iris Pack since he barely heard the pack’s name. “D*mn it! I have just known it that Red Iris Pack is also a top-tier pack, unlike mine,” Xavier swore resentfully when he had noticed the facts of the pack led by Bastian. Realizing that he need a few suggestions on the problem he faced, he called Beta Blake.

Harris grabbed Atticus’ hand and led him toward the picnic tables where all the adults were sitting talking. Atticus watched amused as the Beta blushed while squirming out of his mate's arms. The Beta huffed as he straightened himself while mumbling under his breath. “This is Damien, Reid’s Beta, and this is Xavier, his mate and Reid's 3rd in command. And that Omega over there with the bright green eyes is their mate, Theo.” Harris said as he pointed to the Omega who was setting one of the children on the bear's back. Harris paused and almost laughed when all he could see was the Omega's green eyes peeking over Beast's back.

viranica nodded her head she seen bandages everywhere she picked it xion replied "these are used for binding current wires" aurthur looked at him with a thankful look she seen many belts Aurthur replied "those are my old belts I'm about to give them to charity along with my old clothes but no time" xion started laughing by holding his stomach but soon their happiness went away xion showed Aurthur that viranica was about to go near handcuffs he know he can't lie about them he ran near her and holded her in his arms and said "tour to this room is enough for today let's see more some other day"

Matthew was out on deployment, and I was left with no one, only my thoughts and my burning rage for revenge. Buddha was the first to give me a hug. The rest of the team knew I needed time to sort through my thoughts, but there was nothing like a Buddha hug. Buddha, also known as Patrick Parsons, was a walking contradiction. He looked like the Rock with his bald bronze head, packed muscles, and tattoos cascading up his arms and all over his chest. He looked like a beast, but in reality, he was a gentle giant. Although his personality was soft. His artillery skills were one of the sharpest in the world. His knowledge for weapons and ammunition were out of this world.

“As you command.” I look to Lycan Xander. “Defend the wagons.” He grips his staff. “With my breath.” I raise my sword skyward. “Then let’s move.” Our lines surge through the trees. Battle erupts Bandits crash into us—fast and brutal. Alpha Tristan cuts through them on my right—each strike clean, brutal. Lycan Xander stands guard over the wagons—his magic glowing like embers in his palms. I meet one bandit screeching like a gutted crow—sword clashing against hers. I rip her dagger away, twist, and she collapses, breathless and sobbing.

K-9 said. “Wrath, glad you made it,” Bandit said. He was a big man with a wild beard, crow’s feet at the edges of his eyes and an easy smile. “Glad to be here,” Jake said and shook the man’s hand. “You met K-9. This is Nitro, my VP,” Bandit said. A group of four women walked toward their table from the back and one smiled at Jake. “This a new prospect, Prez? He’s fine.”

(kill them) In the blink of an eye, people on the ground raised their guns, and the loud ringing of a firing squad sounded. Xavier’s guard dropped instantly before they could so much as lift their weapons. Xavier hauled up his rifle and shot two of Balandin’s guards. He had quick reflexes, but they completely outnumbered him. Balandin had his Glock aimed at Xavier’s head, not even bothering to move from his spot. Pier pushed himself from the ground, sprinting towards Xavier, shielding his son from Balandin’s bullets.