Homelander X Butcher Novels & Stories

He didn't know how to explain it to his father. Storming to where Dante was bounded, he grabbed a soldier's shield and slammed it right across Dante's face. "You evil bastard! You can fool everyone, but me. I'd be damned if I let you get away with this" Xander yelled, hitting him with the shield again. Dante let out an animal growl, yanking the chains in an attempt to grab him. Xander staggered back in shock at the same time the chains pulled Dante back. The soldiers rushed to him. "Please let us handle this, your highness. This cannibal is not worth your time".

With a primal roar, Xander intercepted Dylan's lethal blow, intercepting the trajectory that would have meant Chastity's demise. The sudden appearance of Xander, followed by a seamlessly coordinated assault from Limuel, Ethan, and Jack, caught Dylan off guard. The Red Moon Pack warriors, driven by a shared determination to protect their Alpha and Luna, struck in unison, each blow aimed at subduing the formidable vampire elder.

His gun didn't scare her. "Look sweetheart, if you cooperate with me, I'll let you leave with your head" the scar faced man said in a husky tone, she rolled her eyes at him. Who was he? He is a top business man, one of the richest. Xander. He was also a rival of Logan's dad and didn't like it that Logan was rising quickly and would soon overtake him. "I'd rather die than betray Logan" she spat in his face and he chuckled before giving her a hard slap across the face.

“Uncle Liam also loves lasagna, mommy.” I sent my little angels and Skylar to their room for TV time, it was a great activity to engage their hyperactive minds. At that very moment, the idea of sharing this horrible news with my brother sprang to my mind, he must be aware of this shocking development in our lives. So, I texted Liam. “My new boss, Mr. Anderson, is a lycan, Liam. Stay alert!” My hunger officially vanished after this revelation. I was quivering like a dried leaf while sorting out ingredients for cooking.

He buttoned up his sleeves and looked at Hunter who also smirked before turning to Brandon who was watching them like a dumb. “I am the Mafia lord of America. Xander is jumping on whose support, just a handful of cops? He is only a businessman while I am the King of the underworld. I didn’t underestimate him, Brandon, he did. And it’s time to show him the power a Gangster holds.” His voice was so deep and low as if rose from the depth of Hades. Brandon turned queasy the moment his eyes collided with the blazing inferno in his eyes that held the power to draw anyone inside and charred them to the bone. Brandon cleared his throat a little before speaking, “What are you planning on doing?” He s

years old) LANDER- An aggressive, cocky and territorial Shifter with a responsibility to his Clan and his father to protect and serve his Clans Men. A Guardian. Third oldest of the Brothers. Described as Homophobic with a penchant for sneering, mean spirited jokes and a dangerous temper. A leopard with very little love or care for those outside of his family and a fierce protector of his home. A no nonsense individual, with a hard personality and the supernatural ability to invade the thoughts of others. (Tall, average build, handsome, dark green angry eyes, and sharp blond hair, ? years old)

The beast that ruled this land. His snarl made the floor tremble beneath my feet. His eyes flicked from me to the knife, calculating, burning, furious. “Don’t move!” the assassin shouted, tightening his grip. “One step and she dies!” But Alexandro didn’t step. He didn’t need to. His power filled the room like a storm. His muscles twitched, ready to pounce. A predator moments away from tearing apart his prey. I was shaking now, tears threatening to spill. “Please,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, unsure whether I was pleading to the assassin or to Alexandro.

I needed this fixed now before the damage became irreparable. “Go to the kitchens. I know someone who fixes injured workers.” “The physician works in the kitchens?” Xander asked, surprised. “No, but the butcher does.” He gritted his teeth at my answer, clearly unhappy with the proposal, but took a left to the stairs and hurried into the kitchens.

she added, her tone sugared but poisonous. Heat rushed to my cheeks, my hand trembling despite my effort to steady it. Then Derek’s hand closed over mine—firm, warm, grounding. Without a word, he took the cutlery from me, cut a piece of venison, and fed it to me himself. Silence fell. “Luna Vanessa,” Derek’s voice carried, calm but lethal, “judging by your manners, I’d say the growth of this pack is already at risk.” Vanessa’s smirk faltered.

Turns out she's just a homewrecker he pays to sleep with him. [She spent every day pretending to be the wife of a rich man. Not only is her cover completely blown, but everything else has also blown up in her face.] Gary had enjoyed plenty of success thanks to my support. However, he also cared about his pride more than anything. Now, he was visibly falling apart. "You've gone too far, Wendy! Why couldn't we have talked about this at home?!" "At home?" I asked as I sneered coldly. "Have you ever come home?"