Deadpool X Wolverine Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I watch as my mothers throat is ripped out trying to get to me where I am being whipped. My eyes snap open. I am breathing heavily sweat coating my body. Tears that I didn’t know had leaked from my eyes while sleeping are quickly drying on my cheeks. The sound of whimpering can be heard throughout the halls of this underground dungeon. I hear as my cell door is opened and the young she wolf Daphne that I share a cell with is tossed in. I rush to her and pull her to me. She is around my age and I didn’t know her before this but she is untrusting and doesn’t speak but I comfort her when ever she comes back crying and beaten. I had figured out who she was one night about two weeks in when Xavie

It was not a normal thing for werewolves to get burials with the exception of the alpha and Luna, but a lot of brave warriors that contributed wholly to the pack were gone. On the night of the attack, while Ash was tucked away in Violet's arms, Xavier had entered her room. She felt his strong aura and peeked through her lashes to see him staring at her from the door in the dark. She remembered how emotionless his face was after thinking how he would become angry with her. Also the way his eyes stared pointedly at her, and even though hers was barely open, they both knew they were aware of each other.

He shifted into his werewolf form and plucked off the Lycan’s head with one swift movement. “Four less enemies in less than an hour,” Xavier smiled. “Something to celebrate about when we get back to the pack isn’t it? Thank you for coming through for me when I needed you.” Xavier walked up to Layla who had not said a word since she came and he hugged her. He felt some drops of tears on his hand and he looked up at her face to see that her eyes were red. “He didn’t come to save you did he?” Layla stared at Xavier. It took him more than a minute to realize what she was talking about and when he did, the guilt came up to him all at once.

I fall on the ground but before I close my eyes, I saw Xander's figure towering over mine. * * Writer's pov Xander stops and look around in astonishment, he sees three dead bodies on the ground and two guys groaning in pain. "No way! Don't tell me Luna did all this!" Connor exclaimed. He ran after Xander when Xander left the packhouse. "Wait... Luna shift?!" He screamed... Connor points at a pearly white wolf. Xander stares at the female wolf laying in front of him... A proud smile on his lips. "She's really my mate!" He said.

Xander I shouldn't have shifted shit shit shit!!! No no no!!! And what did the fragile human do? She fainted I knew she couldn't handle it! "Oh shut it, will you! You know you love her no matter what now stop being a dick to our mate!" Xavier said "Now you make an appearance! Where were you when I shifted in front of her? " "I wanted my mate to see me too! "he whined Oh god my wolf is a wuss "you know I can still hear you! " he whined

Dahlia sneered. Grabbing her whip with one hand, I yanked hard and caused her to fall to the ground. "You filthy Omega! How dare you raise a hand to me! I'm going to tear you apart!" Dahlia yelled. With a loud roar, she shifted into her wolf and leaped ferociously at me. However, she was stopped by Xander. It had only been two months since we last met, yet he had aged a lot. Xander's hair was frizzy, and his body was covered with blood. His dark green eyes were also bloodshot.

“All the werewolves that are still holding out there, must be waiting for your arrival, Xavier. However, you are still their Alpha. And not James. I know... it will be quite difficult for you to fight your own step brother. But I'm sure, if the strength and help we have now, it must be enough to make James understand. That the owner of the Blood Moon Pack isn't him, but you, Xavier...” Alpha Xavier started to smile a little and nodded his head slowly there. Not long after that, Alpha Xavier brought his face closer to mine and started kissing my lips slowly and not too long. Just like a peck on there. And after that, Alpha Xavier removed his palms from my face, and started to straighten up ri

“You had better. Because if you die on me, Logan Blackwood, I will bring you back just to kill you myself.” He laughed, the first real laugh she had heard from him in years. “I would expect nothing less.” They stood together as the sun rose, the settlement waking around them, the long work of healing beginning. Greer watched from the wall, her scarred face unreadable. “The wolf has teeth after all.” Viktor appeared beside her, his missing fingers wrapped around a cup of bitter tea. “He always did. He just forgot how to use them.” They watched Luna and her mate walk back toward the settlement, their hands intertwined, their steps matched.

Standing over him, claws extended and fangs bared, was Alpha Xavier. He hadn’t even fully shifted. His eyes glowed crimson, claws like black daggers, but his human form held. Power radiated off him in waves—raw, terrifying, beautiful. He moved like liquid death. One slash opened the mad wolf’s throat deeper. Another tore into his chest. The beast thrashed weakly, roaring in defiance, but Xavier was merciless. I watched, frozen, as he massacred the monster who had haunted every dark story of my childhood. Blood sprayed across the floor, across my torn dress, across my skin.

Charlotte took the lost 260,000 dollars today and wanted to enjoy a luxury. The bartender took the note and looked at it. "Miss Devlin, now a glass of tequila costs 60,000, and this money... it's not enough." "Sixty thousand?" Charlotte was shocked. "That's so expensive!" She took the money from the bartender's hand and said, "No, no more. She sat for a while, paused, and said to the Puppy, "Puppy, do you know if there is a kind of person in this world... who can heal themselves after being injured, and recover quickly and all at once?" “Wolverine, Deadpool.”