Butcher X Homelander Novels & Stories

Ken exclaimed "They're fine My Lord, and they've exterminated that vengeful demon!" "Alice was injured, and the young man was stabbed. Is that true?" "That's right my Lord, but Alice was able to recover because she was only bitten. I don't know about Xander, because the demon pierced his leg. I think he needs someone to destroy the knife! Because even if Ruka is destroyed, the knife that pierced the man will stay there. Even though the knife was already burnt and shattered! If the knife was still inside his body. Xander might be paralyzed forever"

Butcher's face as he wondered the same thing himself, and then the realization that Josh was the one who reported the incident to him hit him as he remembered the current relationship between Elijah and the Hayes. ‘Did that scum use me?’ Mr. Butcher thought, feeling uneasy inside as reality slowly settled in the air. Before he could think any more of it, the sound of the hall door opening got everyone’s attention, including his. Calmly, Mr. Bamford walked into the hall with fifteen of his men, moving to where he saw the Senator, and when he was five feet closer, he halted because of those between the congressman and him. “Good evening, Mr. Butcher.” The chief constable said, curious as to w

Aurora asked, her face displaying a large smile. “Yeah.” Xander didn’t say anything, his eyes remained on the mountain. “About the rogues, you told me you killed one of the hunters, didn’t you?” Aurora said, her eyes on Xander. I looked at Xander, dumbfounded. “You killed one of the hunters?” Xander sighed and looked at us. “Yeah, he was one of the rogues. He’s human,” Xander said, scoffing in disdain. “I want you to trace the scent. I need to find the mask behind the penetration of these filthy hunters,” Xander said and Aurora nodded.

he yells. “This is a trick. You are going to let him live and this we can not allow. He will never stop his vengeance of our race for as long as he lives” Xander states. “He’s right, you know,” Slater says with a laugh from behind Salvatore. The bastard leans against the stone wall relaxed. You would think that after someone tried to choke the life from him he would be a bit more cooperable. “You are not helping,” Salvatore says to him without turning around.

Three of the guards said as they pointed their trident at the hostage’s necks threatening to stab them. “Yeah! I won!” Xandro said while he stood up raising his shield up feeling like a victor. Before he knew it, “Slash!" Xandro looked downwards and saw his sword protruding out of his belly. "You thinking you've won, little birdie?” Osta said to Xandro while piercing him with his own sword from his back through to his stomach. Xandro went unconscious immediately and fell down. “Nooo!" The fisherman yelled. “You bastards have killed my friend"

My stomach churned, but there was nothing left inside me to throw up. Butcher didn’t stop. He brought the blade down again and again. In moments, all four of the werewolf’s limbs were gone. He collapsed into a twitching, blood-soaked mass on the ground. The other werewolf broke down, wetting himself as he crumpled to the dirt. Butcher rested the bloodied blade against the man’s neck and then slowly turned his gaze toward me. “You,” he said. “Come here.” I forced myself to crawl upright, every step feeling like I was walking on knife edges.

he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock. "I... I... I didn't... I didn't know. I swear." he stutters, making Hunter's eyes turn dark. He grips Hector by the throat and squeezes tightly, making him struggle for breath. He extends his claws, and slashes Hector's across his face, making him fall to the ground. It would seem he had ended his life there, making Hunter smirk with satisfaction as he cleared his throat and signaled his men to follow as the other men were entangled in a fight with Brandon and Wesley. ✨✨✨✨✨

Their bullets slowly chipped away at the ice as they tried to break through. Xander's eyes burned red as his hand pierced an Alpha's chest. His hand wrapped around the Alpha's heart. He looked into his eyes as he pulled his hand back and watched the life leave his eyes. Xander turned, wrapped his arm around the neck that had his hand on his son's throat, and pulled his back against his chest.

I made us each a burger and drop his on the table and fell into the couch beside him before I began munching into my burger. We ate in silence watching the wacky cartoon Xavier had settled for, it turned out to be pretty nice. “I believe you may have been right all along” Xavier said all of a sudden. I turned to look at him, his long brown hair was tied on top of his head in a man bun and his black eyes were staring straight ahead at the TV screen even though I doubted he was really seeing anything. “You are talking about Xander right?” I said. He simply nodded his head and then he said “I saw how mad he was when Silas had hurt you, I have seen Xander mad before but that was different, he ki

He transformed mid sprint, shifting into his full Alpha King form, his black fur ablaze with light, claws glowing like steel. Vorthar met him, laughing. “Yes! Show me your fury!” They collided with a thunderous crash, claws tearing, fangs snapping. Xander slammed into him again and again, pushing him back toward the central pillar of the tower. Xander shifted back to his human form, pulling out his sword. Light flared along his sword as he raised it high. “For Lycara!” he roared—and swung. His blade cleaved through the beast’s neck in a single, perfect arc. Time seemed to hold its breath.