Mansion X Men Novels & Stories

Who is he? The car stopped in front of the mansion. The man beside her dismounted with Megan followed closely behind. Her jaw dropped when her eyes landed on the mansion in front of her. It looked more like a castle but it was all concrete and tall glass windows that gave a view of the mountains. Xavier placed his hand behind her waist and ushered her inside. In that grand entranceway, to greet the visitors, was the most monumental of chandeliers, the girth of of a giant evergreen alight with electric flame.

“I'm a man and I'm meant for men. My body organism has changed for men. My feelings arise whenever I set my eyes on a handsome fair young man like you with curly hair and brownish eyes like yours. I love you and I want to have a taste of you baby" Peter Jackson, a billionaire CEO of the Jackson group limited said as he reached out his hands to Maxwell, a young domestic staff who has just been employed a couple of weeks back. Maxwell who is a school drop out from the high school has worked in several places including malls and hotels until he found himself in the Jackson group a few weeks ago as a cleaner. “I have heard all of this before my boss that men are meant for men but could this be t

"I dare you to say that word again to my face." "Don't..." The man cried out as Nikola grabbed his neck, kneeling over him, his chest pinned between Nikola's thighs. Nikola raised the ceramic plate, poised to smash it into the man's face. "You don't want to kill me, boy," the man pleaded. "Don't you know who I am?" "Nobody gives a fuck about you, Xiong. You were never relevant." He growled, raising the plate and smashing it into the man's face again and again.

So, I kept out until we stopped at heavy golden gates. I hid my awe by glaring at it angrily while Xander whined his glass down and used his facial recognition on a nearby scanner to gain access. As soon as his face was scanned, the gates automatically opened to reveal the most luxurious mansion I’d ever laid eyes on. Unlike the gates, the mansion was black and silver themed, surrounded by statues of warriors, a car park with two sleek black cars and a fountain with water that had silver bits. When I realized that he’d brought the car to a halt, I pulled myself out of the daze the house had left me in and stubbornly folded my arms over my chest.

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.

Marcia chuckled, brushing a finger under Dom’s chin before sipping from a glass of blood-red wine. The hall remained still. Breaths were quiet. Hearts beating faster. The young man at Dom’s feet twitched once. Then twice, and stilled completely, unconscious or dead, it didn’t matter. Dom snapped his fingers. Two more guards stepped forward, dragging the limp body away. This wasn't crime, it was tradition. *** A man sat in his chambers. A dimly lit penthouse far from the reach of the normal world. Fingers tapping against a high-end tablet.

I order, collecting the files and my laptop. I’ve always been dramatic, but today is not about that. Pietro, Sasha, and Gretchen need to learn how to stay within their limits. Sasha dared to touch my man in public and Pietro insulted me and my mother. Gretchen fuels both of them to do so. All of that needs to end. I head straight to the mansion that I used to call home over a month ago. Can’t believe that it’s been so very long. I knock on the door, and six bodyguards are aligned with me undercover; armed and masked.

In general, it will take two or more days to reach the first mansion, and that’s the main reason he prefers to stay in the mansion, which is located on the lakeside in the city. Seeing Xavier’s car, everyone got alerted and formed a queue. After rfeaching the main door, he stopped the car by applying a sudden break, which made the car take two rounds before stopping and seeing his stunt. Everyone from his guards was stunned. The guards who went along with him were in tension as they couldn’t find him because they were unable to match his car speed. The car sped in front of their eyes with jet speed.

He slowly brought it down as he saw Marianne's innocent face, he sat on the couch half-naked. He pulled his trouser closer and brought out some cash, he dropped it on the table for the three of them. He went into the restroom while two of the girls gush over the money, the third one was too tired to move a finger. Her middle was on fire, she turned her head at the sound of an open door. Xander had his usual cold expression before walking out of the room. "Where to sir?" Inquired his driver as he hop in. "To the mansion," he replied abs resting his head on the seat.

All Beastmen were basically drug addicts; these were the words of a famous Beastman warrior called the Beastmaster. The Beastmaster had spent his life researching the psyche and mental well-being of Beastmen before finally coming up with this conclusion.He argued that based on the studies he had done - which included researching the genes of over eighteen different species of Beastmen - the feral and bloodthirsty nature of a Beastman was still present. He called it the X gene. According to the Beastmaster, the X gene was what made one a Beastmaster, for he had not researched a single Beastman who did not have it. He argued that there were many genes that varied across the many different spec