Daredevil X Reader Novels & Stories

He begged. The promise in his eyes was like fire. I was captivated with the love he held for his family, so without thinking twice, I nodded my head, and I told him everything. From the beginning till tonight, events that happened a few minutes ago. When I was finished, I felt like the vast burden had been lifting was off me. But I cannot say the same about Xavier. His face was hard and cold like Alex's face. (why the hell does I keep comparing the devil with the angel.)

“Looking good this morning, cousin!” Devon calmly sighs. “Jeremy here wanted to talk to you, is Xavier around?” “Someone called for me?” Xavier appears from the long, narrow hallway, wearing silver knuckle braces. Like everyone else here, his look alone is dangerous, with tattoos sprawled around his body, dark strands of hair falling over his face. “Devon....Jeremy? I think I recognize you.” I wave. “What brings to our humble abode?” he heads over to the bar, grabbing a bottle and pouring himself a drink. “I have a feeling you aren’t just here to catch up.” He heads to the available booth and we all sit down.

around him not to dare dream of touching him. Chloe stared at him, her mind racing. She desperately wanted to ask her ex-husband: Does your face hurt?. Who was the man who had been chasing and threatening her just two days ago? Doesn't it sting to say that now?. Xavier has publicly rejected every woman in the room, but the bottle is about to spin again. With the tension between him and Chloe reaching a boiling point behind their forced indifference, who will be the next to face the fire? Will the next dare force Xavier to break his "High Ridge" facade?

I felt a deep, bitter disappointment, but couldn’t resist asking the question I had buried in my heart. “You used to date him, didn’t you? You chose me because I was the one most like him, right?” Clara was silent. “Who told you that?” she finally asked. Tears welled in her eyes and spilled over despite herself. I took a deep breath, pulled out my phone, and showed her a video. It had been sent from an unknown number, yet the angle was startlingly clear. In a dimly lit bar corridor, Ethan, probably drunk, was being supported by Clara as they walked outside.

’ My thoughts were broken when I saw another vision in the water. ‘Xander was standing facing a glass walled penthouse, through the glass the whole Valdez city could be seen. It was at the top floor. A king-size bed was flanked by floor to ceiling windows overlooking the distant ocean and mountains. Damien entering with a tray full of foods, asked him, “Xander! Don’t torture yourself like this we will find her soon. Please eat something you haven’t eaten anything for week.” Xander was still staring at the ocean, and his back was facing towards Damien.’

Heaven with a small fear asked to him back, "from Heaven...ls it what you say?" "Yeah! from the Heaven of love. How you are feeling now? Do l late to pick you up?", asked the weird man. "l am fine. But...W..ho are you? I'm not requested anyone to pick me up, so what do you mean?", said her with a stammer. "Do you read our pamphlet and marked in it with a red pen?", asked him with a smirk.

“Shame I didn’t kill you. There’s someone who deserves the chance to kill you himself.” “Wh-What?” “Patch him up and detain him. Call Felix and tell him I’ve caught him a present.” I pulled out a cigarette and lit it before calling Uriel and walking away from where Warhammer Guard was dragging people into custody for medical attention or detainment. “I’m surprised you’re calling me so late. I was worried.” “Dennis is dead. Matt’s precious little love gutted him like a fish.” “… he deserved a much more painful death.” “I doubt there was one to be had. Xavier’s in custody. Come to Midnight if you want a chance at him before he’s dead.”

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.

Desire burns in his eyes as he scans me from head to toe. I clear my throat and grin at him. I hate myself for what I'm about to do. But fùck it. "Truth or Dare, Damien." "Dare." His voice is husky. "I dare you to fùck me." ***

They were disappointed by the unexpected turn of events, and their desires remained unsatisfied. A crewman approached Xavier, gently extending a book that the mysterious author had borrowed the night before. Xavier's interest was immediately sparked as he opened the book, his gaze drawn directly to a marked page that held a surprise. As his gaze settled on the paper, Xavier was overcome with awe. At the very beginning of the specified page, there was a note written by the enigmatic author himself. It was a private message, intended just for Xavier, a reader who adored the author's work.