Charles Xavier Siblings Novels & Stories

Xavier closed his eyes and sighed softly, "I really decide not to hate you anymore. I want to forget the pain and start over again. Today, I didn't expect to meet Elizabeth there..." When James heard him address Elizabeth like this, he pursed his lips tightly and did not say anything. "If it weren't for her, I wouldn't know what to do." Xavier smiled and said blandly, "I have been looking forward to my father's love for many years, but I have completely given it up today. He used to be the closest person to me, but now he is not. Therefore, in this world, you, uncle, and aunt are my only relatives. I know better than anyone that uncle and aunt treat me very well. Even if you have done someth

he said calmly, staring at the ceiling. “So Xavier isn't your brother,” I asked again. If that was the case then why did he lie. Though the tension between them didn't seem like they were related. If anything, they looked like enemies who deeply hated each other. “He is,” Lennox said flatly and my brows drew together in confusion. “Don't get me wrong Auriana, Xavier is indeed my brother — half brother to be precise.” The word brother came out forced, like he loathed the fact that they were related.

Xacky's voice caught my attention as he run down the stairs while Xavier chases him "Ohh goshhhh" Xander sighed massaging his forehead, he's probably tired of Xacky's tantrums, yes…..Xavier is the oldest, followed by Xander while Xancky is the lastborn. All of my boys are smart but Xavier is just like his dad cold and silent but he's so caring and loving to his brothers, Xander is the cutie while Xacky is the playful one, I love my kids a lot cause they are my all "Xacky what happened tell mumy" I persuaded looking at Xavier angry face,

“I am not just Alexander’s brother. I belong to Sasha, little one and you too. And you guys belong to me. I am doing this whether you agree or not.” I forgot. This Xander and Xavier brothers are good at reading people, understand things, and exhibit unbelievable intelligence and stubbornness. Can’t you even imagine how I am suffering, Alex? Aren’t you so smart? My thoughts went back to him again. I quickly squeezed my eyes and opened trying to control the tears. This should be the last time to cry in New York. It should be over today. Xavier embraced me, one of his hand still rested on my cheeks. I hugged him back. He really played his big brother role in my life.

His words were blunt and harsh. "You must make sure those others are really geniuses," Xavier replied calmly. Though he didn't mock anyone, the flat tone carried an air of disdain. "I'm Liesel's brother." The simple statement left Denzel speechless. Of course, Xavier had Heather as his mother and Liesel as his sister. With such powerful genes, how could he be anything but extraordinary? If anyone could still be a top scorer despite serious injuries, it would be Xavier. "If you insist on taking the exam, I can only wish you success." Denzel crossed his arms and sat down.

Oliver’s voice pulled him out of depressing thoughts and he looked at him, seeing the genuine shock in his beautiful gray eyes and Xavier was tempted to tell him how beautiful his eyes were like he did Nana last night but he was able to stop himself. “I asked do you have a sister,” he repeated, his tone slightly irritated. “Of course not.” Oliver replied. “I have a brother, no sister.” “I see,” Xavier replied and he doesn’t know if he should be happy or side with that piece of information. If Oliver doesn’t have a sister, it means he wasn’t kissing two siblings but then, why are they so alike? Why do they look so similar and almost acts the same? His thoughts were raging and it wasn’t someth

She finished and held my hands. “Trust me on this one my dear, things are going to go as planned and you won’t have any reasons to regret. Your happy days are here!” “Thanks mom, these words mean a lot to me. If I may ask, how many of them would be coming over?” I asked her. “I’m not exactly sure of that but about six of them were present at the court on that day.” She replied. “What are their names and who are they?” I asked again. “Max is your father’s elder brother, Jenny his kid sister and her twin Patric, Jenny’s husband Simon and their kids, Alex and Brenda. They are twins as well.” She told me smiling.

Nadia’s eyes darted from Xavier to Angel, wondering what was happening. “Maybe we should let them talk alone, Xavier,” Isabelle said, standing up from the bed to turn to the two men. “No! He deliberately omitted to tell me this interesting part. And I want to hear it!” Xavier snapped through gritted teeth. “Xavier—” Amelie tried to intervene but Xavier threw her a cold glare she swallowed. Nadia began to wonder who the big guy was. He bore a resemblance to Angel that could make one think of them as brothers. But she recalled Angel did mention his family was killed and did not say anything about a brother. But she knew they must be related.

He said, to which I rolled my eyes. I hissed as I leaned away from him and snorted. “I really thought you had something to say!” “And what makes you think that I do not?” He snapped back, his eyes serious. If I wasn’t planning to believe him earlier, then the look on his face was all the convincing I needed. I rushed out; “What do you mean?” “What I mean is that Xavier has a twin brother, Xander, who is like the prodigal son of the family. The only difference between him and the real prodigal son is that he never returned home and he is a well known brute who hates humans and vampires alike.”

“What?” “I want her, alive and not dead.” I repeated, my tone calm, unhurried. “She’s intriguing, not like the others Xavier has ever dealt with. She’s intelligent, strong-willed, and still manages to make him weak. And that makes her the key.” I stood, closing the distance between us, lowering my voice. “You wanted Xavier to lose control, to fall apart from within. Tell me, sister, what better way than taking the one thing he can’t afford to lose?”