James Mcavoy Charles Xavier Novels & Stories

His voice dripped with venom as he said, "Ms. Garcia, I respect Mr. McCormick—he governs this province, and I'll give him that. But do you think the Haywoods' name should be trampled like dirt? Especially by some no-name punk who doesn't know his place? "I'll chop him into pieces, and if I have to, I'll apologize to Mr. McCormick myself. But with the military accolades I've earned, the Haywood family's backing, and my deep ties in the defense department, killing this bug wouldn't even cause a blip on the radar." Chantelle's stomach twisted. Xavier was not just brutish—he was cunning and calculating beneath it all. Before swinging his sword, he had already mapped out every consequence and con

“Wow. Your excuse for leaving me must be something else.” “Charles, that’s not it. I . . . just don’t think it’s a good idea for us to . . . to . . .” “To what?” The driver opened her door. She didn’t hesitate to get out. “Make sure she doesn’t go into a full sprint down the street, Xavier,” Charles said loudly. “It was hell catching her the first time.” Xavier was six feet tall. He had very pale skin, almost albino. He was in his forties. He was wearing a black chauffer’s hat and suit like her father wore.

He seemed inquisitive but in his inquisition I sensed something dark and not trusting. “Who is it that you think can replace Josh please bring out the man, let's his blood speak, let his deeds, experience, qualifications let them all speak for him where Josh stands. At Least I'm sure that he's not a Xavier or whomever this person may be”, I said daring everyone. “Actually she is”, Maxwell cut me before I continued. “She's very much a Xavier, the latest and most legitimate one at that”, he said with a smile that confused me.

"For Ronan? The man who is using you to get back at your father? Do you think he loves you, Avina? He’s simply playing a game, and you’re the most expensive piece on the board." "I know he's using me," I said, my voice steady. Or was. "I’m not a fool. I know he wanted to gut Sebastian through me. But I’m using him, too. He’s my protection. He’s the only reason I’m not in a cell right now. If we’re both using each other, then it’s a fair trade. And in the middle of all that mess... I fell for him. It doesn't mean I’ve given up on Xavier." Macy stared at me for a long time, searching my face for a lie. Eventually, the tension in her shoulders bled away, replaced by a weary sort of resignation.

My legs were shaking so hard I couldn't close them. He reached for the intercom. He didn't even look at me as he straightened his suit. He looked perfectly composed, while I sat there in the ruins of my dress, covered in his sweat and cum. "Arthur," Xavier said into the mic. "Take the long way through the city. Don't stop the car until I hear a scream." He turned back to me, a dark smile on his lips. He grabbed my hair again, forcing me to look at him. "We aren't done, Maeve. Not by a long shot."

His other hand holding his chest as he dramatically speaks, "You can trust me to take very good care of your friend." "Lemon boy." They all look towards Xavier's direction. Aster's stomach sinks. "Um?" Khai breathes. Xavier pushes his chair back and walks away, "I'm heading back to class." "Xav, wait!" She stands up, breaking free from Khai's hold. She calls for him again but Xavier ignores her. She huffs and sits back down, finishing her food that has gotten cold. "Hey, I don't know what that was about but I'm so-"

"Trust is like a glass, once broken it will never be the same again" "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER THIS TIME XAVIER" James huffed in anger while glaring Xavier who was himself glaring him back. "I didn't do anything, okay? She fainted on her own." Xavier shrugged and looked away from him. He sounded like a grumpy kid who was getting scolded by his parents for his wrongdoings. James shook his head in disappointment.

‘Of course, they’re both amazing and Xander has some mysterious energy to him,’ she added, and I nodded in agreement. ‘Indeed he does, it’s like I can’t really know what his thinking or feeling, his scent gives off no emotion even when he’s smiling or just in a resting bitch state. I thought Aaron had no emotion but at least he shows it these days this guy makes it natural.’ I ranted and she thought for a while before replying. ‘We’re lucky and unlucky at the same time. Xavier actually cared deeply for us and he was willing to let us go to protect us.’

He finally looks up at those words, his face twisted into a scowl, "and Ray doesn't care about your safety. He's a heartless werewolf, Mona, more than anyone else." "Then why did you take him?" "Because he's a talented beast," Xavier shakes his head, "and because he's my twin brother. I can't turn down my family." I cringe at his words. They are very much alike, but their personalities are so different that it is somehow hard to believe. I suppress a heavy yawn, and Xavier laughs softly. "Let's get you home." Grabbing me in his tender embrace, he begins to spin through the forest, everything a blur. I let my eyes close, feeling more comfortable than I have in a long time. Why does Xavier alw

Leaving James dying. ~ In Xavier's current position. Xavier was on the highway. Who knows where the rest of his men are, right now he is alone, surrounded by several big people. His right arm ached from being hit by a bullet. Even though he was in a pinch, he didn't feel afraid of the current situation. One of them stepped forward, awarding a fist that nearly hit Xavier. Luckily Xavier quickly dodged. But he was desperate at this time, the people behind him saw Xavier's movements. He immediately punched Xavier in the face as soon as Xavier dodged backward.