Erik Lehnsherr Charles Xavier Novels & Stories

"Have your thoughts completely erased the core principles your father drilled into your mind since childhood? Haha... you truly are a wonderful, devoted son to Xavier Sr." The old man maintained an incredibly aggressive stance, refusing to yield a single inch of territory. "Let me tell you clearly: my hands will absolute never let Charles Bishop off the hook. If your intellect desires to prevent Chloe Bishop from meeting a permanent, early deletion from this grid, your unit will marry Lin de Wu immediately." "My apologies. I cannot execute that baseline." "Then I will ensure Chloe Bishop dies!" The exact microsecond that threat hit the air, Xavier’s entire physical presence altered violently

"Do you remember the important guest at your grandfather's birthday banquet?" "Mom, you mean... Charles?" "Yes, Xavier is connected to Charles, isn't he? As long as Charles is willing to help, you'll be fine!" Jade had this plan in mind. When Charles had come to the Shaw family, Jade had someone investigate him. She discovered Charles' considerable influence. Since Xavier also had the same surname as Charles' mother, there had to be some connection between him and Charles. The Harrison family had a vast business empire, and Charles was the head of Collosus Group. It was said that he had numerous personal enterprises and various industry involvements, including a film company. To a man like h

Esther replied happily. “Domo Arigato, Esther-chan.” Charles said with a smile, surprising Esther. “Alright, I’ll leave you to your work, honey. The sun is up. I’ll make my way to meet the team.” “See you later, love.” Esther and Charles shared a kiss before Charles drove off in his Porsche to meet the Phoenix Mafia. During his drive to Eric’s showroom, Charles had a few thoughts in his mind, in particular, Bowen’s unnamed boss and more importantly, the puppet master assembling all of Derek’s enemies into a potentially dangerous alliance.

She grabbed his arm, looking anxious, and said, "Charlie, I love you." Charlie Sr. tried to force a smile as he embraced Margret. She began speaking, revealing that X was the leader of a notorious Hactivist organization that had exposed numerous companies and sold sensitive information on the black market. Charlie Sr. was taken aback by this revelation, realizing that X was the most wanted person in the world, with a bounty worth billions of dollars. He couldn't believe that his own son was capable of such incredible feats. It dawned on him why his grandmother was so keen on grooming Celestine as the successor to the family business.

When he saw the person in front of him, he got so terrified that he immediately bowed and apologized. "I'm sorry, Mr. Xavier. I didn't see you there. Please forgive me for being rude." Clueless and ignorant, Chuck said, "He is nothing but a kept man who gets his money from this woman. He's not a powerful person. Do not fall for his tricks." Hector immediately raised his hand and slapped Chuck across the face without warning. The former scolded, "You shut up. Do you know who he is? This is the heir of the CEO of Ally Productions, Mr. Ethan Xavier!"

before Charles could complete his sentence a loud bang was heard. When He turned around he saw his men had been cut off guard and attacked. Charles instructed one of his loyal guides to take Lena away. Charles’s elongated claws scratched the side of Jeremys face. He was aiming for his heart but Jeremy dogged . Lena saw what had happened her heart broke,in a swing of her hand the man holding her was found in the nearby pound unconscious. Lena was glowing. She looked like a fireball, her eyes shining with blue bright light, she began to levitate in midair. Charles was in a state of shock,he robbed his eyes sevarly to be sure of what he was seeing. Lena had finally unlocked her powers

Xavier snorted, quiet, but unmistakably amused despite himself. Lorenzo turned his head, and his eyes, usually sharp, calculating, cold, softened. Just slightly. “I didn’t expect to open my eyes again,” he murmured. “So I suppose I should thank the two of you. Even if it kills me to do so.” “You protected my wife,” Xavier said, stepping forward, voice firm. “You almost died doing it. That deserves more than thanks, it deserves respect. And as much as our rivalry goes way back, that was a line that you managed to break through.”

Only his eyes were still ruthless. Their eyes met, but neither of them spoke. Xavier stared at his face, which bore a distinct likeness to his. He showed no emotions. Only by then did he admit that Erick's character resembled him most among all his children. Erick was cruel and merciless, sharp-eyed, and very clever. If Xavier's wife had given birth to Erick, Xavier would have chosen Erick as his successor. It was a pity that Erick had been out there all those years. Besides, Erick was as stubborn as his mother and was ungrateful.

But the scar near his chest is completely foreign. With the same movement, Erden wades to me, approaching me slowly. Those moments. They are repeating themselves. Erden stops in front me, his damped chest brushing against mine. My heart begins to throb in a way that it hasn’t since four years. My eyes locked with Erden’s and I can’t stop myself from seeing through Eren’s soul. But he is not Eren. He is not! But why does he remind me so much of Eren?

"No. I had to find out myself. They hid the door pretty well in the basement. So it was a little hard to find." "Please, it was quite easy," I said, taking a soda drink. He mocks and gasps. "Of course, it's easy for you! You're the almighty Xavier, the black death one fear but all, even us hunters, fear!" he exaggerates, putting his arms in the air. Wow, am I that scary to my fellow hunters? I rolled my eyes again. "You do realize that werewolves have amazingly inhuman hearings, right?" Suggesting his voice was too loud.