Madness Xionic Novels & Stories

He sighed sadly and looked at the moon, addressing Astraea through it, even though she could not hear "I'm sorry Astraea, I really love you, that you are not still as I remind you, I and my hybrids want you with every race that beats within us, I have sinned before when I rejected you, I have sinned when I hurt you and and cause your death, but the moon gods brought you back to me again, brought you back for me.. brought you back because there is a chance to fix my mistake, I love you Astraea, I don't love you I can't imagine my life without you " He opened his eyes with a sad smile on his face "You should just know, Astraea , you're mine, and if you're not, I'd rather kill you again than l

"You cheap bastard! Damn bitch! How can I be friends with such a shameless girl? Worse yet, why would I fall in love with a prostitute like her. Disgusting! All this time she has only displayed her innocent attitude to cover up her embarrassing behavior," "I hate you, Naara Kiva! Really hate you. You bastard!" Xion screams in frustration standing on the edge of the deserts street and the people around him look at Xion strangely. The man decides to sit on the side of the road, staring blankly at the passing in front of him. Frustration, irritation, anger, and hatred mix into one entity within him.

Genius prodigy who finished Applied Sciences at uni by fifteen. Still mateless. Still a virgin. Don’t judge—I’m picky. My Beta, Xeon, is just like me: a nineteen-year-old trained killer with zero luck in the mate department. We were so sure we’d find them at eighteen, but nope. A year later, here we are—single, sexy, and buried in work. Not that it stopped us from having flings. Just… nothing permanent. “Alright, Monkey Fart,” Xeon said through the mindlink. “I take it back. I do smell something. Wild mint and ivy. And my wolf is losing it.”

Ishtiyaq Khan sat alone in a dimly lit lounge, the low hum of music and clinking glasses fading into the background as he nursed a glass of dark whiskey. The ice clinked softly against the crystal, but it did little to soothe the storm brewing inside him. His normally sharp, calculating eyes were clouded with unease. The wedding had unsettled him, and that girl—Timtim—had inexplicably thrown his senses into chaos.

“How did you know about that? You weren’t even at the palace were you?” “Ever heard about I*******m?” Draymond frowned, waving his phone in front of Xavier. “I*******m?” Xavier shook his head. “Is that like a place in Jaime’s Woods?” “No,” Draymond sighed. “I totally forgot you are over a hundred years old. I*******m is an app, you can see anything there, pictures, videos and all.” “So I’m on I*******m?” Xavier asked. “Your video is,” Draymond said, slipping his phone out of his pocket. “Come see how dumb you look.”

When I open them, Luke is still watching me, waiting. "I need to get my bags," I whisper into the phone. "Luke will take care of everything. Just come to me." This man has always been able to turn my rational mind into chaos. He makes me forget who I am, forget what I want, forget every promise I've made to myself. I hand the phone back to Luke without another word and follow him toward the Range Rover. My legs feel like they're made of water, but I keep walking. I'm such an idiot.

“Has Jaxon been anywhere recently? Has he been exposed to anything? Anyone new? Any… anything at all that could be affecting him physically?” Another pause. A beat too long. Then Lilith answered, voice carefully controlled: “What? No. Of course not. You know I protect him. He’s always home. Always with me. Why are you asking?” Xavier didn’t answer immediately. Because in that moment….right there, in that sliver of silence….something inside him shifted. Something cold. Something instinctive. Something that didn’t feel like doubt anymore… …but realization. He swallowed hard. “Because,” he said quietly, “Jaxon’s seizures aren’t natural. Dr. Henry says they’re caused by an external factor.”

But he doesn’t shake at her accusation, only cocks his eyebrow. Madison moves closer to him, saying darkly, “I’m glad we broke up. Whatever the history between us is, I would never allow my child be raised by a killer.” Any lingering pity I felt for her vanishes. She’s trying to keep her image clean by dirtying Leonel’s oen again. The same old trick from 4 years ago. The crowd seems to fall for it and remember Jaxon’s presence. All eyes turn to him. He’s in some argument with Kenzo and Alaric, fighting their constraints as they hold him back from everyone else.

"I'm going to ruin you right here. I'll have these men ruin you completely and take pictures and videos. By the time Jessica finally gets here, the person she sees won't be the first love she has been obsessed with. All she'll see is a filthy piece of trash! Let's see if she still wants you then!" The men got their orders and started approaching me. One of them pulled out a syringe filled with a cloudy liquid and said, "Don't be afraid, bro. This is the good stuff. This thing will make you more… Passionate later on." I struggled as best as I could, but the powerful men pinned me down so hard I could not move. The needle sank into my neck, and the cold liquid entered my veins. A sense of drea

Iphan scoffed "Only if Cage knew that he's more of a lapdog than a right hand man. Poor him. He doesn't know how much of a puppet he is" "Lame joke!" Baron rolled his eyes "I'd rather you cut off your hands 'cause they pilfer X-habit's drugs and money like they don't" Iphan said, a look of seriousness growing on his face "Fucking stay out of my shit, Iphan" Baron snarled "No! You stay out of X-habit's shit!" Iphan shot back