Novel & Cerita Homelander X Butcher

I dropped the phone and crossed my arms over my chest. “This better be good because if Xander meets you here, you won't have it easy. What do you want, Hardin?” “Puh!” He exclaimed. “He can't do anything to me. He's wild on the outside but a harmless chicken on the inside.” “You needed to see how that harmless chicken dealt with a man who touched me at the club the other night, I'll hate for that to be you.” I saw Hardin's Adam's apple move up and down as he swallowed noisily. I'm pretty sure he knew very well that Xander was a brute.

Luca sneered, walking toward him, “you got everything handed to you. You wasted gifts you didn’t even understand. Power meant to reshape the world, and you used it for petty dominance and pride.” Brandon bared his teeth, eyes locked on Luca. “And you’re just a coward,” he snarled. “You couldn’t beat me when it mattered, so you cheated with that numbing powder? Face me like a man, and I would’ve torn you apart.” Luca didn’t blink. “The method doesn’t matter. Only the result.” He turned away, dismissing Brandon entirely, and faced me again. “Let’s begin. I’m done with this pathetic shell. It’s time to wipe out the remnants of your bloodline and start over.”

‎ ‎He bounded over the wreckage of the door, landing beside me. ‎ ‎He snapped his jaws at a guard who tried to flank me, crushing the man's rifle—and his arm—with a single bite. ‎ ‎We stood side by side in the narrow hallway. ‎ ‎Yin and Yang. Shadow and Light. The Butcher and the Queen. ‎ ‎The visual was terrifying. The remaining guards faltered, their weapons shaking. They were looking at two apex predators who had just decided to stop playing with their food. ‎ ‎Move, Kaelen’s voice echoed in my head a clear, telepathic link formed by the bond.

Xander had been lucky it missed the heart. I looked over at Xander; he took my face in his hands and brought my mouth to his. “Never leave me again.” He said as he removed his lips and hovered them over my ear. A powerful blow hit my shield, breaking the sweet moment we were having. I lifted my head and saw the same weapons used in the vaulted chamber. Xander pushed me back and arched his broad frame. His ribs snapped and twisted simultaneously as his limbs became longer and bigger, transforming him back into Lycan form. I let out a sigh of relief, knowing I had completely removed the silver. He would need to be careful in the future. Another shot like that, and it could be the end of him.

He turned to Leander and purred, "Tommy is a motorcycle aficionado, otherwise known as a biker with a local Motorcycle Club...who has a distinct affinity for little Hycinth here." Instantly, I felt tension rolled through Leander's chest. A fierce growl hummed out his throat, enough that Ever turned his head in our direction, his eyes immediately alert and searching for what had caused Leander's reaction. I tried to keep the panic out of my tone as I said quickly, "No. Don't even think about it! There's no romantic history of any kind there. He's harmless!" Luca snorted again, looking far too unconcerned for my tastes. "If you call staring at her tits all the time harmless, then yeah, sure."

“They’re not happy with what you’ve been doing, Xander…going around and killing council members in Italy like a fucking madman!” The Don of the Salvatore family, Alexander’s future father in-law said. Andrea sat in the corner, her hands on her lap and her head down. Quiet and docile, just like her father always wanted her to be. Alexander though sat opposite the man, his legs crossed and a bored expression on his face.

He rushed to the boy's side, grabbing his lifeless body as it dangled in his arm. I placed back the gun in my trousers and walked out of the house. Xander's screams and cries were like music to my ears. In a few minutes, we were on our way back from Xander's hideout. Xander was Miguel's consigliere, who was the former Capo dei Carpi of New York. When I came to the Gratva cartel, as an underling, Xander was one of the feared men. On the night I laid claim on the capo seat and challenged Miguel for a duel, Xander thought it was the usual, an underling biting the finger that fed him.

But one question popped inside her head while looking at Lander and Damon’s features. Is he related to Lander? Is he a Saldieguez? Apollo Justice

“Watching her son lose control again. Watching her perfect order crumble. And capturing Lia, stopping her from being able to control that beast… well, it is only going to help me with this game.” “And Dominic?” Blake asked. “You do realize that our initial enemy, and the man that aims to break us from the inside is Dominic, and he will stand by Marcel.” My smile widened. “That is exactly what I want… when he tries to stop Marcel,” I said softly, “when he reminds him of duty and restraint… he’ll die too. Marcel wouldn’t know what hit him as he kills his friend, which would end up casting the excommunication order.” Blake inhaled sharply.

For some reason he did not want to leave the female. "You mean my family and I?" Viper nodded. "Yes. There are a few more humans that live on our home ship." He would not be the first to return with humans from an extermination. It happened now and then. There were several that lived on the home ship and even more that lived on the home planet. He would be lying if he said there weren’t many of his kind that were not fond of humans, viewing them as weak, which was something no Lycan pack accepted from their own, but he’d seen these three humans in action, and weak was not a word that could be used to describe them.