Bunk D Xander Novels & Stories

I'll have to think a lot over what he said. I didn't do anything after I reached home. We have each other's number, but we don't text. I wanted to ask him about what he said and why. But it was useless. If he wants to lie, he'll lie. What can I do? I can only see that tomorrow, I'll read his face expressions. I'm an observer, right!? INTRODUCING - Xander Name : Xander Smith Age : 18 years Father : Robert Smith Mother : Lily Smith

He couldn't come over as they were struggling as well. Xander came in while they discussed, clad in a casual designer outfit. He didn't like suits; they felt too hot. His hair was short now, dyed blonde, and he looked handsome and mature. “Hey. Thank you for scaring the shit out of us,” Xander walked in with a plastic bag. “Nice to see you again, Mason.” “You too, Xander,” Mason nodded. “I owe an apology, and I’m sorry,” Xander's words came straight, and Dexter almost shook his head.

Xander said and head to Alexa's room. * *

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

"Are you ready for your present? I ain't waiting for the party. You look good though." I looked great, my blonde hair was curled into waves down my back, and my black dress was a tidbit daring with the 6 fingers above my knee but loose enough that uncle Marcus wouldn't throw me into an early casket. The ankle boot was my birthday present from my friend, Xander. I met Xander 3-years-ago. He was a new boy at the time and absolutely gorgeous. He was also partially Italian, although he didn't talk much about his upbringing besides his obsession with fast cars, which he got from his dad. He was one of the select few I didn’t scare away.

“What we are doing isn’t wrong. But what I did was. I shouldn’t have told him I would marry him without being sure first.” “Are you sure now?” “Yes,” she kissed into both his palms. He felt a whoosh of tense air exhale from his lungs. “It’s going to be fine.” *** Once they were far enough from the North Kingdom, Xander turned his horse and geared it towards the forest. He was going to hide and watch until it was time for him to carry out his plan. ***

I opened my mouth to counter that, half wondering why Ace hadn't said anything yet. "Of course, not!" Another voice beat me to it. I turned sharply to see Xander descending the stairs. My gaze strayed down his body and my pulse quickened. He was clad in sweatpants and a tank top that emphasized his long athletic legs, and broad chest. My mouth went dry. This was the first time I was seeing him in something less casual. "When did you get here, Andy?" He asked as he walked closer to us. His gaze flicked towards my direction and I wrenched mine away from his, mentally slapping myself for getting so carried away.

If I wasn't evil before then I was the devil now. X smiled widely, “I knew you were fierce, it runs in the family. My name is Xander by the way, you can call me that. And I see the way he is now, acting all changed but don't be fooled, he is a cunning bastard. But in case you waver, I want this document to be a reminder of what he has done” He pulled out a file from his suitcase and passed it to me.

after a couple of minutes of dancing, I told Emily that I was going to use the bathroom since I had been drinking too much already. after locating the bathroom, I opened the door and was about to close it when it was stopped. my eyes became wide and I started backing away when I saw that it was Xander who was standing there, breathing hard and glaring at me. I furrowed my brows in confusion, having no idea why he was looking at me like that. but, what he said next was enough to explain. "what the fuck are you doing here dressed like that!?"

… As I walked along the outer path of the territory, the crystal in my hand pulsed again, carrying a message from Jackson. “My car broke down on the way. I need you to wait for a bit.” I responded simply. “Alright.” I knew he could have just turn to his wolf form and come but he love keeping things cool like human. Jackson was my uncle Morgan Xander’s son, three years older than me, already twenty-seven, yet still uninterested in forming a bond with anyone. While I rarely returned to the main Xander household, I often visited Morgan’s home, because they had no daughter of their own and had always treated me as family.