Gifted X Men Novels & Stories

The thought of them starting another conversation physically draining. As a wise man once said, ignorance is a gift. It definitely was in this case. He told himself Xavier didn’t like him but he wasn’t ready to hear the man in question say it out loud. After all, he was a measly human with measly emotions that just wouldn’t go away!

"Just perfect timing. I'm Jane's real father, Jeremy. You all think she's this sweet and obedient girl, don't you?" He laughed coldly. "She's nothing but a devil!" "Stop, please..." Jane tried to stop him, but he didn't listen. "I warned you—no money, and I'd expose everything! Did you really think I'd let you walk away unscathed?" Jeremy turned to us and mockingly said, "Open your eyes! That Silverthorn Wolfsbane? She poisoned your mate with it—paid a witch to brew it!" He paused for a moment to let the words sink in.

"It's all my fault. I should have trusted you. I hurt you, I brought shame to my family, and I failed my own son..." "I'm a goddamn bastard..." Liam sank to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. It was the first time I had ever seen him like this. I stood motionless, watching him. In the months I'd been here, I'd seen life and death, the best and worst of humanity, every single day. I thought I had become numb. But hearing Liam's words, a ghost of an old feeling stirred. After all, this was once Liam Grant, the man I thought could solve any problem, the man I thought was invincible.

Ch-2 --------------------- Mom dutifully started on me. One hand hefted my heavy scrotum, disbelieving that a unit could be larger than her ex-husband's thimble sized nuts. Her eyes grew as big as saucer plates staring at my mango sized balls, laden with pent-up passion. For years, I had been attracted to mom subconsciously, with a gigantic reservoir of sperm building up. She now held that in one petite hand while the other, burdened with an expensive 24K gold charm bracelet, began its up and down strokes on my ever growing cock. As it snapped to iron hardness and reached its full ten inch size, mom looked at me:

"He's this self-righteous, privileged jackass most of the time, but lately...I don't know." "X is..." Peyton rubbed her forehead, trying to think of a way to explain without breeching Xavier's trust. "Smart. Really brilliant, actually. People like that tend to have issues socializing. He's not cold, Kate. He's the opposite." She pressed a hand to her chest. "You should see him with his parents. Before I started working for him, he donated to a lot of charities, but I'm beginning to suspect he started his own because of me. Brian, Mark...he saw how losing them affected me. A jackass doesn't do those things."

she mutters bitterly for only me to hear, and I instantly feel the back of my nape boiling up. “Was I? I’m so sorry,” I flush, refusing to look at him again and focusing on Julie and Rose instead. Xavier strides inside with three floors of boxed gifts in his hands. A man (probably his driver) follows right behind with some more paper bags and gift boxes. I have never seen someone get so many gifts in my life. I have never received these many gifts in my life. “Oh Dio, non devi...” Julie says while trying to bite back the wide smile but doing a poor job at that.

Although Felix truly fulfilled his promise like a real man, he lacked emotional intelligence—he had come to propose a marriage empty-handed! However, Nerissa didn't care. She knew what kind of person Felix was, and that was enough. "Of course, I didn't come empty-handed, Mr. Xavier. This is my gift." As Felix pulled out a small wooden box, Zayn almost burst out laughing. "Hahaha! You really have no respect for the Xaviers! These types of boxes can only hold three pills at most! Even if it's a high-grade pill, it'll be less than half of what I gave! Not to mention the other gifts…

He stops just before Xavier. Vito (coolly): "Impressive." Xavier (still on one knee): "Not really. I missed one of them on purpose. Let him tag my ribs." Vito: "Why?" Xavier: "Wanted to feel it. Needed something real." Vito (circling slowly): "You bled just enough to make it look human. But what you did here wasn't human." Xavier: "Then maybe your men should train better." Vito (stops behind him): "They're elite soldiers. Born of noble lines and educated in five disciplines. And you? A guard with no record. No family. No history."

“If he was acting like his usual self you would have been dead in the first minute, old man.” I looked at Tate in shock, he was not holding back in his words, and was quite disrespectful considering this man was a former Alpha… “Oh, and now you are joining in now too, big bollocks over there? The mate of the gifted one? You think you are enough for her?” he asks. “The gifts they have are good, do some amazing things with them, shame they do drain so easily…” he smirks.

Men envied him and women wanted him, that much was obvious. His muscles popped and it made his many tattoos dance. “Wow, he’s so strong,” one of the she-wolves in the gym cooed to her friend. “And handsome,” her friend chuckled. Xander knew that the men were envious of him and when Xander worked out in the gym and broke a new record, it only made them try harder to impress the she-wolves. Whatever makes them train better, Xander thought to himself. “You can look, but you can’t touch, ladies,” a familiar woman said, averting Xander’s attention.