Daredevil X Punisher Novels & Stories

And I couldn't have agreed more with him on anything. “It's glad to see that you are finally back to your senses. It wasn't easy making you realize what she is up to. She's a fucking liar and you need to be careful. I would explain as soon as we got to Damian's pack," Xender said, and I rolled my eyes to myself. He thinks I'm on his side, but I was trying to get all threats to get life out of the way. “We are here. Be on your best behavior so Damian won't get more mad than he already I'd right now with you."

The female rogue fell to her feet as I plunged my claws into her mate's heart. “You bastard!!” She charged at me but Connor slit her throat before she could get to me. Five of the males charged at me and knocked me down.I grabbed two of them with my claws and tore them apart but the remaining three still managed to press me down. A loud shot rang through my ears and the rogue's body went limp. I pushed their bodies away. “You're welcome.” Xavier stretched his hands to me. I took it and stood up,Dante was having a hard time dealing with two of the men and I sped to help him, Connor was doing well tearing them apart, same with Xavier.

Xavier: Rowan… the rogue who was not only kicked and shunned out but was also a traitor of a crime beyond comparison. It was a name that should have stayed buried in the past and yet, he was now walking free inside my territory, poisoning Valerie’s mind with half-truths and shadowed warnings. Hunter had already gone through every database we had, border records, rogue movements, financial trails. Rowan didn’t match any movements in the last year. I knew that he wasn’t around. I would have caught his scent if he was.

The others were roaring, "no he is not yours. He is our companion. A power vampire of our team. Don't try to snatch him from us." "No, no...he is ours", yelled both teams each other. A young man with a feared face was standing on one side. Though it was a conflict of both the groups they were tried their maximum to make him safe by making us wonder and putting questions in our mind. When both team's concentration distracted from him and fell completely on war, he ran speedily to escape from them. His golden eyes were as deep and expressive of his fear. lf you stared long enough to it you could get lost surely.

He could sense something boding between them. His eyes scanned his surroundings discreetly for an escape route. When he realized there was none, his blood pressure shot up. Whatever these guys were up to, it was definitely no good. Dante was exhausted from their countless bullying. Why couldn't they just let him be and focus on something productive? "So, tell me, Dante, what punishment would you like today? I'm in a good mood so I'm willing to do whatever you choose," Xander said. 'How about we mind our business today?' Dante thought with an eye roll

"Nothing much. I just hit your tendon. Don't worry. There won't be any serious harm. Just numbness for a few minutes." Darien's face turned dark at his words, clearly angry. Xander had only struck him once, and he hadn't even applied much force, yet it had caused Darien so much pain. "Who are you?" Darien asked, gritting his teeth. He scanned his memories for information about Xander, but he found nothing. Xander stared at Darien coldly. He only said, "You don't deserve to know." Darien was furious. A wave of anger surged through him. "You arrogant piece of trash! Believe it or not, I'll skin both of you alive today."

Especially Rafael he had hurt him a lot. Soon Rafael and Damien came and Xavier apologized to them. They even glared at Sinister seeing how painfully Sinister had tortured him but they also knew he deserved it. He asked Damien about the human trafficked girls and Damien told him he had saved all the girls which brought relief to Xavier’s heart. He was drowning in guilt remembering those girls. Everything seems better than before. They all thought Xavier’s punishment had ended but only if they knew. Giving him life isn’t the end of his punishment but instead an increase of another painful punishment.

The devil should fuckin’ kow-tow and express his heartfelt gratitude. “Ready to rock and roll?” Xander stepped out of the house, looking… relaxed. He was fuckin dressed in jeans while I was clasped with gun belts and knives beneath the black suit I was wearing. Did he think we were going to some sort of a fun play? “Are YOU ready to rock and roll?” I asked securing the straps of my glove on my wrist, then waited for his response. He smirked before bypassing me and then climbed into the awaiting Jeep.

Xander immediately appeared in front of me with his eyes like a maddened beast with a very dark smile. "Did you like the chase?" He asked me, pressing his body against mine. My butt cheeks were pressed against the tree as he blocked my every chance of escape. He was completely soaked, his black shirt hugged his body, showing off his perfect torso under, and his dark hair seemed dark and blended with the night. His grey eyes were sharp, and they looked nothing short of the eyes of a devil. The devil who keeps on hunting me for two lifetimes. "You have lost your damn mind, Xander. You are a freaking psychopath." I barked at him, unable to handle the fright. I knew Xander was dangerous but not

I gasped with pain and surprise. “Bloody stupid mundane,” Xyrelle said between her teeth. “You could’ve gotten Zane killed.” “He’s… he’s crazy,” I said, trying so hard not to let my voice shake. I tried to pull my wrist back, but that just worsened my pain as the whip bit deeper into my skin. “In fact, you are all crazy. What gave you the audacity to murder him? Who do you think you are? The vigilantes? The army? The police—”