Black Xv Novels & Stories

In ten minutes the door opened and a bulky man in black leather pants combined with a white vest and a sleeveless black leather jacket walked in followed by his henchmen, showing off his newly trimmed box braids. He is Xavier, the leader of Haffman clan and an envious bastard who craves power like Ralph but is always behind BlackWolf and Kingsters clan, in the means of power and wealth. He looked at the seating arrangement and cursed silently. There is no chair at the other end. How can he sit like others giving importance to Ralph as if he’s the king?

One could see the fear and tears build up gradually in his eyes, he has never once flinched like that before. Xavier let go of Marve’s jaw now and paced a bit. “Don’t think you’ve hidden them from me…….and don’t think you can outsmart me” Xavier said to Marve. “Bring Lexi back to me before Mr Blackwood finds out……and don’t you f*cking return without her!” Xavier said and went into the mansion. Marve stayed there, still knelt down and in his own thoughts while most of his men where half beaten and bruised and lying on the floor.

18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

ALEXANDER My father and sister were both pretty fucked-up, but, damn, Blake was sick. Because we had to make do with what was available in the casino, which wasn’t much, Blake had a bunch of his warriors holding the members of the Bois Sombre Pack down while he tortured them. They were both fully naked after being forced into their human forms. Chef’s knives were brought in from the kitchen, and Blake tested each one of them out on the men’s torsos until he figured out which one was the sharpest, their ensuing screams widening his smile, his eyes gleaming.

I try to move but Xavier tightened his grip on my shoulder. "Stay." He whispered harshly in my ear and turned to Henry. "Like I said she's not your slave, if you want to order someone, order one of your dump followers." "Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me like that?" Henry snarled. "Xavier Hunter." He replied simply. "I can talk to you however I want, you're not some god that I will bow down and respect. Oh and not all people that wears glasses are nerds."

S H E S T O O D A few feet away from the tall mound of stone and marble that cast a shadow over her from the setting sun. For an unknown reason, Natasha found herself visiting that place more than once in a week, just to let out the day's weight and gaze upon the twenty-foot statue of the Blue Streak which captured him in a sprinting position and the large lightning bolt emblem plastered to his chest being the only thing that had color as a blue glowing lamp enclosed in a glass case was attached on top of it, highlighting the emblem.

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Xavier pulled the cross out and crouched down, watching the blood of her torn hymen dribble out. Laughing, he leaned forward and ran his tongue between the lips of her pussy, lapping up the blood as if it were honey. Helena watched in revulsion, sickened by this monster's depravity but not surprised. He was the Antichrist; of course he would have a thirst for her virgin blood.

the maid bowed and hastened outside again while Vanessa crossed one leg over another waiting for her visitor. After a few minutes, the maid led Xavier into the room and the smirk on her face intensified. He was dressed in a pair of joggers and a white T-shirt, his hair was pulled back in a neat bun and he had a pair of glasses over his face. He was surely younger than Nathan Hernandez but he was just as handsome. Girls drooled over him wherever he went and Vanessa would have been In the mix if she was not married to the number one man in the country, it was a big flex for her.

Six months had passed since the case between the Kingstons and the Queens. Xavier stopped his car in front of a very tall building and alighted from it dressed in a brown Asia suit. He took off his sunglasses and took a deep breath, it was good to be back in Las Vegas, but for an entirely different reason.