Novel & Cerita Griefer X Player

“I want every single one of you searching for Rhea and Jimin now!” Xavier grunted. “The first person to get their scent would get a prize from me, and trust me, I’m far more generous than Ghost. I would never ever slay the person that gives me what I want when I want it.” “Yes Alpha,” they replied and bounded out immediately.

"Rise up boy and show me your face." Upon hearing this, the young lad jerked his head up, showing his deep emerald, almond-shaped eyes and tanned skin. His squared jaw showed some bruises that link up to his upper lip. The leather garments he was wearing were full of dirt and sweat, showing some stains of blood that might have been from a wild animal he perhaps killed a few weeks ago. Some strands of his copper hair covered his forehead as he looked up. He was visibly trembling but still managed to speak. "Y-yes s-sire?"

"Why did you do that?" "I had a moment of anger," Tristan responded indifferently. "And you had to take it out on my phone?!" Xavier complained. "Would you prefer I took it out on you?" Tristan asked, showing no sign of remorse. The door opened, revealing Griffin's confused expression as he saw Xavier kneeling on the floor in front of the broken device. "What happened here?" Griffin asked. "You don't want to know," Xavier replied, looking coldly at Tristan, who rolled his eyes.

X grits through his teeth, his whole demeanor going dark. “I-I’m sorry man,” the drunk guy says, visibly gulping down his fear. “X,” I say trying to get him to chill, it’s so not a big deal it was an accident. He lifts his index finger to me but doesn’t look my way, he’s in his dark trance and from what I’m gathering, when he’s in it, he’s fully committed to it. “Don’t apologize to me, apologize to my lady,” X nearly growls out.

At this moment, Peter released his grip and stood straight on the side. "Mr. Fulton." Sean trembled as he climbed off the couch. "You bitch, how dare you hit me? Xander, is this how your people handle things?" His head was bleeding. Half of his face was covered in blood, making him look terrifying. However, Xander didn't even glance at him. Instead, he walked over to Grace in the corner and slowly crouched down. He reached out his trembling hand. "Gracie."

"Ray, you can't do this! I shout uselessly into the distance. Xavier stands up, and turns slightly to survey the rest of the battlefield. He seems surprisingly calm, but tears stream down his face in a betrayal of his true emotions. I can't help but think that there is something wrong with the image in front of me. That Ray is breathing, that he is going to open his eyes and nothing is right. That he would say something like "are you wrong?!" in his low, casual voice, and immediately dive back into the battle. I try to push this proposed reality forward, wondering, if I wish hard enough, that it might become the news. "They seem to be... backing off. But Griffin..." He squints his eyes and i

It was as if time has abruptly stopped, pausing everything. I turned to Lorik to find him snaking on the floor. Ciello quickly pinned him down and held a gun against his head. “You ungrateful motherfucker.” Xander coughed out as he got up in a standing position, spat the blood from his mouth, and walked beelined past Verzi while clutching his stomach. He stopped next to Ari and kissed her forehead. “I guess my job is done here.” He mentioned and then limped towards the shattered entrance.

Walking directly over to Xavier, knife in hand. "Now.. we're going to play a little game. You like games right? You should since you've been playing hide and go seek with us for awhile now." Gary snickers. "I don't want to play any games. Just let us go!" I yell at them. "Now now.. that's not nice." Gary walks behind Xavier, and stabs him in the leg. Xavier lets out a loud scream. "NO! Stop! I'll play your game! I'll do whatever you want, just let him go." Steve and Gary share a look.

Xander murmured. “Excuse me?” I whirled at him with an accusing stare. He folded his hands against his chest and looked at me with a teasing expression. “I said you are no fun, Gracie.” He mocked me again. “Having s*x with you in this open area would make me fun.” I encountered him by mimicking his stance. His eyes widened a little when I said that like he didn’t think of that. “Tsk, tsk, don’t tell me that Xander Vaughn, the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, in his lust haze forgot that we were standing in the middle of the lobby, where anyone coming from that way can see.” I laughed at him.

She froze as she gaped and looked up at him. Xander smiled but as he sat down, seeing Gracey’s beautiful charming face… and the memory of her crying and begging while those bastards were assaulting her, made him really crazy. He’ll let off some steam by torturing bastards down the dungeon later.