Mansion X Men Novels & Stories

And there were people like Rosaline and me begging for some peace; here he was complaining about it and wanting chaos. “You are sick,” Xander noted, cocking his gun and switching off the safety. All three of us were perched above the hill that oversaw the mansion Giovani told me about. I had ten of my men with me, including Rufus and Xander. And he was right; it was loaded to the teeth. There were three walls one had to go through before actually infiltrating the mansion. And each of these walls had men armed to the teeth, from the foot to the top.

Rodin shielded Xenia with his entire body, taking the brunt of the backlash. Suddenly, Mason stumbled back into the clearing, his face twisted in a mix of grief and rage. He took up his position by Melania only looking shocked for a moment when he realized Rodin was on the other side. “Rodin,” he snapped. “You belong over here.” Rodin huffed at him, moving even closer to Xenia. Mason shared a glance with Melania and without hesitation they both lunged for the group. ***

I had no reason to visit this place but I heard Bel talk about it although she was really bad at describing things in detail. The mansion is huge, with three stories of stunning architecture made of white marble. The glass windows are large with wooden crafting decorating them. I can't help but roam my eyes around every part of the building, not able to get enough. Xavier stops the car right in front of the entrance and I see servants rushing towards us. I stare at the tall and fit man who opens the door to my side. He is dressed in a black T-shirt, black cords, black shoes and even has black sunglasses on. He has his hair shaved close to his head and has a handsome brown face.

Thomas entered Xavier's mansion with slow, deliberate steps. The grandeur of the place, as always, took him by surprise. Xavier had truly transformed this mansion into a symbol of his immense success. The sprawling estate, adorned with elegant furniture, priceless artwork, and breathtaking decor, was a testament to everything Xavier had built. It wasn’t just a house but a monument to years of relentless hard work, countless sacrifices, and unyielding determination. Thomas paused in the doorway, his eyes scanning the luxurious surroundings. He knew the price Xavier had paid to make this dream a reality. The business Thomas had handed over to his son years ago had been teetering on the brink o

He answered. “Well, I'll have to take my stuff away from the house. You'll send someone to do that for me?” “Mhm. We also have other things to talk about later.” Xander drove in silence, the him of the engine was the only sound between us. When we finally pulled up to his mansion, I was struck by how imposing it was. Tall iron gates opened automatically as we approached, the house was modern, sleek and almost cold. Just like Xander himself. As soon as we stepped out of the car, a group of neatly dressed staff lined up at the entrance. They stood with their hands clasped in front of them, heads slightly bowed.

She yelled at him. Xavier lost words because of what she said. It's not that he is afraid of her but he finds it amusing. Every woman he encountered he never sees such natural, innocent, and pure as this girl in front of him. They spent 30 minutes on the road before they reach the most luxurious place in the heart of Mover City in Country Z. Raina, can't help but admire this Medieval-themed Mansion. Who would have thought that a commoner people like her will one day step into their doors? Everyone's dream, right? Trees and lights along the way are the most catching things in this place. Plants that at first sight cost a fortune. When we reach the guard house the gate automatically opened for

The mansion, It wasn't a long drive, and finally, they had arrived outside Xavier's mansion's gates. Because it was obviously dark outside, the car’s lights were already on. Xavier was just in the process of sounding his car's horn, when he saw the person he had never expected to see again. He was stunned and confused, causing his brows to be drawn together in a deep frown.

“This matter related to the historical ruins will be the biggest event that will shake the whole world. So, we have to be extra careful and meticulous this time. As for the seven of you, you have extraordinary skills and abilities. So, we will have to rely on you masters to help us in the future.” The middle-aged man said as he laughed with a teacup in his hand. This middle-aged man was Wesson Xanthos, and he was the head of the Xanthos family, which was a well-known family force. Wesson was a very cruel and merciless man, and he had been worshipping theology all his life. He had been continuously expanding and building his family up with the help and connection of various dark forces over t

James gestured, summoning a projection before the assembled group. The Marauder Warriors emerged, draped in dark crimson armor, each meticulously arranged in a formation. Banners soared high, announcing their presence with a silent proclamation. Their aura emanated formidable military prowess, casting a shadow upon all who beheld them. Dorvus and the gods of the Four Seasons stood in the forefront of the imposing army, their presence commanding respect. Witnessing this spectacle, Mantian furrowed his brow and asked, “That’s Xanthakos’ Marauder Army. Are they plotting an assault on the Wyrmscale Source?”

“This isn’t your war We don't need you here.” Xavier’s cold gaze flicked to the two guards who was still watching. His voice dropped into steel. “What are you doing here? OUT.” The men scrambled, vanishing into the shadows. Then, without asking, Xavier dropped his coat over Raphael’s bare shoulders..... The coat is warm, heavy, smelling of cedar, smoke, blood, and power. Raphael flinched beneath it, his body shuddering. "You look like bait," Xavier growled. "Tight dress, flushed face, trembling legs. Is this how nowadays people dress? Then with a pause he again asked . "Hey Are you drugged?"