Hank X Men Novels & Stories

In an instant, Hank's right arm was cleanly severed at the shoulder, falling to the ground as blood jetted out. "Ahh..." Hank hit the dirt, screaming in a frenzy. "Second Young Master!" The other warrior, still trembling, hurried to his aid. "Ready to answer my question now?" Nevaeh asked after a brief pause, her gaze fixed on Hank. "You... You're a dead woman. I swear you're done for!" Hank, catching his breath, yelled back in rage. "My brother's a big shot in Citrakuta's Ministry of Internal Affairs, and he's in a meeting with some of Rackaham's top brass right now. When he's done, you're finished!"

Axel POV Kane is uncharacteristically calm when we pull up to a small cabin in the woods. Hank seems like a nice enough guy, but I keep my guard up. “Nice to see you again, boys,” Hank says as he extends his hand, but it cannot be more obvious that he is lying. Hank walks us around the back of his cabin to a sprawling yard overlooking the woods. Mason is sitting on a log in front of an impressive fire, smiling smugly at us.

Meanwhile, Hank and his brother have become even more fearless. Not only had Hank become the T Faction’s second T-man, but Hanley, who was still a university student, had also become one of the eight great fighters of the faction. Hanley had become much more arrogant now as well. Having understood the shocking past of his family, he set his eyes on Celia again. He did not care that David was the one who killed Zachary, one of T Faction’s eight great fighters since David still did not dare to kill Hanley. Hanley had a more powerful background than David did.

how long will I remain like this? Maybe forever. I walk to the hall entrance, Xavier is already there, hands in his pocket as he scans the hall with his hawk eyes. Icy hawk eyes. Damn chocolate fucker. "Lets go." Xavier says when his eyes found me. "But.. " "But..?" He raise an eyebrow, cutting me shut. I look back at Jack and Zack, it was like we had known each other since forever. I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye, or even take a number. Just because of one particular person.

I whimpered, and he stared at me like a real mad woman in the trashcan, "Xavier is more powerful than Xander. He is Xander's father and has numerous guards and dark magic. He sits on his throne in the Red Moon Pack's Royal Chamber and rarely comes out unless he is about to go to war. How on earth do you think of killing him in your entire life!!!" Hutton growled, gritting his teeth in fury. I bowed my head to the ground, reminiscing about his words. He was right: how would I ever kill Xavier? I won't gain access to him freely without losing my life!!!

Rumour had it finding those two clones in bed together had almost sent him back over the edge. The medic was trying to bring Garrett under control with the help of Lisa’s wolf, Nichola. I remember thinking, Who the fuck’s Garrett? I let it wash over me, only now recalling what she’d been trying to tell me. Kane’s wolf was a schizo and the arrogant Alpha had been avoiding his meds. As if my problems weren’t monumental enough. Checking in with Darius, the dumb father to be, I reported their location and was told to stay put. Fortunately it wasn’t a cold night, just raining, and soon I was wet to my pants.

A pack warrior, his face pale with pain, stumbled towards us, blood oozing from a nasty gash on his arm. "Get him to the healers," Hunter ordered sharply. Then, turning back to the young man, he growled, "Alright, spill it. Who are you and how did you get here?" The young man flinched, his gaze darting nervously between the triplets and me. “He was one of the creatures” I muttered; my gaze fixed on him. "My name is Hank. But I… I don't remember anything before…" He trailed off; his brow furrowed in confusion.

“Actually, I'm here to make everything between us perfectly clear.” “Great,” X says, holding the envelope. He looks at it and then raises an eyebrow in confusion. “What's this?” “A paternity test,” I say without hesitation. “For my son Juan. He might be the result of our night of passion in Africa.” “Impossible,” X says, handing me back the envelope. “It's possible. Do the math,” I retort, not holding back the envelope. “Impossible,” X repeats, tossing the envelope onto the coffee table.

“What do you really think, Hank?” Ella squeaks in protest, her head spinning to stare at her mate. “You can’t possibly disbelieve a word that boy said, Dominic!” Sinclair laughs, turning to his wife. “I didn’t say what I thought, Ella,” he says, grinning at her. “I’m just asking Hank for his professional opinion.” “It’s not a professional opinion,” Hank murmurs, still studying the door, “I’m a doctor not a…I don’t know. Whatever kind of person is in charge of interrogating people who were raised in violent cults.”

Xhel and Xhan are twins, they are 35 years old, whereas Xander is the youngest, he is 33 years old. "You are calling me as if the five of you are my disciples. Anyway, I'll call you guys the 'X men' starting from now on due to your names that started with the letter 'X'." Soheila stood up and though her height was small, she still overpowered her subordinates. "Stand straight." The X men stood straight and stayed quiet as they waited for Soheila to talk. Soheila smiled slightly and told them their first mission. Meanwhile, the six birds watched the whole scene quietly. They were astonished by Soheila's capabilities. When the X men disappeared, they walked toward Soheila and asked her what ha