Charles Xavier First Class Novels & Stories

Yes. His Starla had always been gentle and understanding. And yet, he had let her face this all alone. His gaze hardened with determination. “Professor Zimmer,” he said, his voice firm. “I need a favor.” “No matter the cost, I’ll pay for it.” After leaving the lab, Xavier drove alone to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city. He knelt before the Xanders’ graves, placing a bouquet of fresh flowers in front of the tombstone. “Charles. Hanna.”

“More important than I? You’re threading the path of your past leaders and you know how they ended” “Not so, Master. I’m certain this might interest you. Your mate had a son for our enemy before she died. I didn’t think he was of any importance, till I heard of his early bloom. He must be special. Only Alex’s beta knows of his existence and he seeks to win him over. Some of his warriors attacked me on my way here.” Charles explained. Xavier could feel his heart pounding, wondering where he was, as none of their words sounded cheerful. He didn’t like the place. He had fantasized about his new home, but disappointment had become inevitable since he arrived at the gravy-looking area, classified

And just as they spoke the glass door pushed open with Charles coming in. “Took you so long, making your father wait.” Sir Jericho snapped. “I’m sorry father,I had to attend to an important client.” He apologized before walking to the other side of the table. At the head of the table, Xavier leaned back lazily in his chair, casually twirling a pen between his fingers. His expression looked more of amusement, a stark contrast to the fury radiating from Charles. Xavier had always had this effect on him…an unnerving, irritating confidence that made Charles feel like nothing more than a pawn in a game he didn’t want to play. Or a fool.

Inviting Xavier and Ian to take a seat, he greeted them warmly in broken Caldorian. This was the first time Frank had met Xavier. Before this, Frank had never even heard of his name. His knowledge of Xavier was solely based on Lewis's brief introduction. In Frank's imagination, Xavier would appear disheveled and downtrodden, just like any other person on the verge of bankruptcy. However, it did not turn out as Frank had expected. Dressed in an expensive tailored suit and shiny black shoes, Xavier appeared well-kept with his salt-and-pepper hair meticulously combed back. Compared to other people younger than him, he had a fuller hairline, making him look much younger than his age.

Where was the real Xavier, the one that appeared in her room? "Anyway, allow me introduce myself properly", Xavier continued and straightened to his full height. He let out a warm smile at Layla and bowed slightly. "Xavier Birmingham. A descendant of the Ancient Shades. I'm a Shadow..." "Shadow warrior",Layla whispered along with him. It wasn't an illusion. This was real. The Xavier before her was actually the one that appeared to her, but this was only his younger self. And it made her confused her all the more.

"There's a lot circulating... Where's Charles?" I shook my head. "He'll.... be back." "He's here." My eyes bulged and I rounded the desk to see the live feed of Charles, changed into a different suit, his beard back in place, and his crown. Gregory and the Enforcers helped clear a path. They kept yelling questions of him. "Why would he go through the front?" I asked, freaking out. "Because he knows," Xavier said. "There's no denying it." "What?" I asked, staring at him.

It was clear that they wished to be in my position—a position I was still trying to come to terms with myself. I felt a pang of guilt for having seen him as a bad man. Xavier Kings was more than just the ruthless businessman and intimidating Alpha I had initially thought him to be. As I delved deeper into his world, I realized he was driven by a vision that extended far beyond mere power and wealth. Unlike many other pack leaders, who hoarded money meant for development and squandered their resources on personal luxuries, Xavier invested in his pack and community. His commitment to progress and improvement was evident in every facet of his endeavors.

"Xavier... you... I gave you everything! I gave you my heir!" "You gave me a problem," Xavier snapped, turning to glare at the old man. "You gave me a man who can rewrite the laws of the world with a thought. I prefer a King I can control. Silas doesn't have a 'Martyrdom Complex.' He doesn't have a bond with a rogue dog. He has a price." Ignatius and Silas began to walk up the grand staircase, their boots thudding rhythmically on the marble. Silas stopped beside Xavier, looking down at Phineas with a mixture of curiosity and disgust.

Pushing back toward its original frozen boundary and beyond. And then I saw him. A figure stumbled out of the retreating Void's edge. Tall, strong, familiar. Xavier. "XAVIER!" I ran before I even knew I was moving. He collapsed as I reached him, and I caught him, lowering us both to the ground. His eyes opened, and they were different. Still his warm amber eyes, but now they held depth that hadn't been there before. He saw beyond normal reality now, perceiving layers of existence most people couldn't.

My eyes turned large as saucers. "W-What? And you agreed?", I asked him. Xavier looked at me. He then dropped his gaze to the floor and slowly nodded. "WHAT? BUT WHY? I MEAN HOW COULD YOU!!", I exploded. This was just ridiculous. "I didn't have any option Rose, I had to agree. When Dad was on his deathbed, that day he told me the truth. I was completely shattered. There was not even a single second when I didn't curse myself for breaking the trust of my only friend who cared for me genuinely. You think of me as a merciless stone hearted beast but I do value emotions and relationships. When I finally got the command and power in my hands, the first thing I decided to do was to search for Vinc