Fanfic X Files Novels & Stories

“It is nothing. My Lycan must be mixing things up.” “What is it picking?” I press on. Clint is already on high alert. Something is happening with Xena. We just have to know. “You made me think Xaden was dead. You owe me this,” I add, blackmailing him. He lets out a sigh and masses his temples. “Look, I am not certain…” he hesitates. “Yes?” “I can sense her death…” I don’t wait for him to say any more. I storm inside and find Xena with the Lycan queen and Fiona.

She could go for a sperm donor, but he was not going to give her a child, he would not begin what he would not finish, he would not let her suffer the misery alone, because even during her OBJ sessions, he might be busy, his dick in another’s woman as his wife went alone. “When do I start the job” Amelia said snapping him back to reality. “Now” Xavier said as he fetched layers of files which were arranged on his desk. He had regretted fucking Kristen on his desk as it took hours to arrange the numerous files he had thrown around and many of them contained very IMPORTANT information, so he couldn’t call on a sectary to do the sorting out. He gave some of the files to Amelia. “Sort them out”

Savannah pointed out "What I'm going to say is not going to be sugarcoated but if she rejects you then that's it." "I know." I nodded "Go see her Xavier." Jianan groaned "You're sulking and frowning and the Xavier I know is usually carefree and reckless outside of work and this new aura of yours is annoying me to the bone." We all laughed and I had to agree with him. "Not yet. Cardinal's still on my hands." I said to them "I'll make it up with her after the drama." Felix's POV "Have you gotten a hold of those files?" I asked Damanico over the phone while I was having a session with one of my A1 girls.

A arousal of sexual tension starts to form between the two of us – and if it were not for Britney walking in on us , who knows what we should of done. “Hmmm…what’s going on here?” Our eye contact is broken , as we both turn to look at Britney with pure horror in our eyes. I quickly push my self away from him – we both stand up and dust ourselves off. “Nothing…We just tripped and fell…” I say to her nervously. “Ah huh…I heard that one before…” she rolls her eyes playfully at me , making me blush in embarrassment. “I am sorry , I do not believe that we have me before…I am Xavier” he reaches out to her , after wiping his dirty hands on his pants. She grabs hold of his hand and shakes , making s

I thought feeling awfully cold. “Fine, since I can't have you, I'll have to break you to get you”She says with her words sounding like some kind of promise. As she wipes her tears from her eyes fixing her hair and her perfect heiress mojo back on before our eyes. “I don't think so darling, Get out! Stay away from us, and if ever I find you causing problems or making shit up like this, I swear I can’t promise what I might do to you.Just remember all the files I have on you that could ruin and drag you down forever" Xavier threatens her

She continues to focus on Xander only for a few short paragraphs, detailing his politics and his forced subjection of Sarah, and Jessica, and their mother. But then, to my surprise, the story turns again to me. It’s a love story, really, of how Sinclair and I found each other despite Xander’s plans and fell in love, how hard we worked to rid this nation of Damon – who honestly wouldn’t have been much better than Xander himself. She even tells of Xander’s attempt to kidnap Rafe, and then all the work I did in the refugee camps to help people who really need me.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

I nodded, “What can we even do now? They took the files from me and made me sign a contract saying that I won't ever talk about it to anyone.” “Screw the files. We don't need it.” He said. “What are you planning to do?” I raised an eyebrow. Xavier turned towards me and leaned towards me. Looking me in the eye, he said, “How about we kill her.”

I raised a brow. “Oh.” He shrugged and cleared his throat. “I had almost forgotten that Xavier has a wife now. Still so shocking. Anyway, he asked me to come take a file from his office.” He walked toward the desk, and before I could stop him from opening the drawer where my panties were, he had already pulled it open. “What is this?” A smirk touched his lips as he hooked the panties on his pinky finger and held them in the air. Oh. Fuck. “Hey, drop that!” I groaned, embarrassment consuming me.

RUNE: “Thanks,” I collected the drive and stashed it back into my pocket. This drive had all my work stored on it. If i had lost it...I don’t even want to imagine the fallout. Finally, I arrived at the office. Standing in the doorway, I saw Xavier inside. He paced the floors, holding a large file in his hands which he flipped through angrily, like he had beef with the papers. He hadn’t noticed me yet, giving me ample time to just lust over him.