Does Xavier Get His Wings Back Novels & Stories

His skin was sizzling and he could feel himself grow slightly weaker, the silver blades in his body was doing him a lot of ham, and just more harm would be caused if he failed to remove the blades, Stephen moved quickly to Xavier and switched into a human for a short while, he removed the two blades from his body and threw it to the floor, shapeshifting back into a wolf almost immediately. Xavier groaned as his legs oozed blood but the blood of others being shed brought strength to his weak legs, he jumped back to his feet and got into the middle of the pretty much-undefeated witches. Aunty Sarah moved swiftly to Xavier and dragged him down hard, his weak legs giving him away. "It would be b

Not her figure and not her scars. When Xavier reappeared, he was wearing a pair of dark jeans and boots, but his chest was bare. Ava averted her gaze, uncomfortably aware as she was of how the scent of their mating bond still hung in the air. She’d recognized it almost immediately after Mia had picked up the trail, but the pull of the urge was too strong to deny.

Halle shook her head, at a loss for words to describe it. Xavier covered her hand with his own and pressed a kiss to her palm. "You're right," he admitted softly. "I suppose I feel pressure to seem in control, like I can fix this single-handedly. But the truth is, I'm navigating unknown waters." He closed his eyes, “I can handle moles and other families trying to go against what I have built but this…from family,” Xavier shakes his head, “I just hope I don’t lose my mind trying to get back what has been taken from me,” He pulled Halle tighter against him. "That's why I'm so grateful for you, Flower. You see my doubts when I try to conceal them. And you remind me just how amazingly handsome a

The First Elder of the Lagorio family flipped his hand and took a sword out, ready to attack. “Stop!” came the sharp order from the Lagorios’ Old Master. “Let him leave.” Xavier stopped walking and turned around to look at the crowd before gesturing with his hands. “Goodbye.” After he spoke, Xavier stepped with the tips of his toes and Chi appeared under his feet. He directly rushed upward into the sky and flew downward. Within several breaths, Xavier had disappeared from everybody’s sight.

Xavier Galvan's first love, Winter Singleton, happens to return to the country on the same day our daughter, Tina Galvan, is diagnosed with a heart condition. I wait helplessly with my five-year-old Tina at the hospital for her results. Meanwhile, Xavier drives to the airport to pick up Winter and her son, Ian Becker, just so that he can feel like he has a father to pick them up. I sign the surgery consent form alone while sitting by Tina's hospital bed. Meanwhile, Xavier takes Winter shopping at the mall and even picks out a birthday present for his newly-appointed "godson". On the day of Tina's surgery, just before she's wheeled into the theater, she grabs Xavier's sleeve tightly, refus

When I read her message, I felt an odd sense of disbelief. In such a short time, everything had come to an end. Xavier would never return to the life he was proud of. The career he had built and the prestige he flaunted were all gone. Even his long-time first love, his so-called soulmate, had given up on him. For reasons I didn’t fully understand, I decided to visit him. His hair was shaved short, and the face that used to be sharp and handsome now looked like it had aged a decade. His once-bright eyes were now dull and lifeless.

Diya snarled excitedly inside of me. Mate. I looked over the man’s shoulder, where Xavier hovered, powerful and brooding. His hand was locked around the owner’s throat—and with one switch pull, he sent the man slamming to the floor. I watched with a gasp as the old man went limp. “Where are those wings, little bird?” A gentle hand lifted me up under the arms and I turned to find Lucas behind me. He smiled, his grin tired but handsome—and I felt myself slump against him in relief.

His new mission was to take over the region for himself. He smashed the orb against the wall. A thin mass of dust suspended in the air and fell back to the ground along with the clash of breaking glasses. Xavier began his journey towards region 22, leaving the rest of the rogue to search for thier meal. But he wasn't lucky this time. One of their warriors sighted him and alerted the others who chased after him. He had been severely weakened by the clash between he and Pablo that he couldn't transform—a full moon wasn't needed for his transformation. The wolf scrached a part of his chest and exposed his fresh injury, sustained from last night. He screamed in pain and immediately became insibl

“But at least it’s something we can do. It’s within reach.” Xavier exhaled slowly and nodded. “Fine. At least that’s progress. So what next?” I cleared my throat. “Well… can we borrow one of your warriors?” Xavier’s head snapped up. “Zaidennn.” The growl rumbled through his chest. I raised my brows. “What? If you don’t want to, then don’t worry. I’ll use one of mine. I just wouldn’t want to put my pack at risk.” His eyes narrowed at the deliberate jab.

“You’re still in control. Not the wolf. You.” Xavier reached out and grabbed her wrist. Not hard, but like he needed something to hold onto. His skin felt hot. For a few long seconds, they stayed like that. His silver eyes locked on her face. Then the storm passed. The silver faded back to ice-blue. He let go of her wrist as it burnt him. “Why did you do that?” he asked, his voice rough. “Everyone else runs.” Lyra stepped back, heart beating fast. “Because running doesn’t help. I learnt that a long time ago.”