Mansion X Men Novels & Stories

“Because I want Mason. Simple, Xander. You wouldn’t understand—you never want anyone.” Xander tilted his head slightly. “Well, I like being alone. Trailing some dude or girl ain’t my thing.” Dexter scoffed. “Your boring life always worries me.” “Fucking asshole,” Xander muttered under his breath and shut his eyes for the rest of the drive. When the car finally pulled to a halt, he opened them. “Oh wow. Professor Ste-phen Draven’s penthouse,” Xander mumbled, watching Mason walk inside the towering building. “He definitely can’t afford to live here, given his background.”

I don't have a phone and right now, I have no way of communicating with Xavier. Should I open the door or not

I growled, narrowing my gaze. "Sorry for the late introduction." The man responded, giving a slight bow. "I am the great Xavier, and I am the one that wishes to possess this beautiful woman." Reaching out, the man wrapped an arm around Marissa’s throat and pulled her to him. "You see, my mansion has been so lonely these days, and I’ve been craving the company of a beautiful woman." "LET HER GO, BAD MAN!" Kayden wailed, beginning to struggle against Davison’s hold. "LET GO!"

He commented and finally handed the mic over to Jack. MEANWHILE… At the Miller Mansion. The Miller mansion is no more than a big building colder than a walk-in freezer since Katarina and Lani are still at the hospital and ever since Hannah left the mansion half of the servants gradually resigned. Even with the coldness of the place and darkness of the night, nothing could par the lonesome and torment Xander is feeling. In the huge building, he calls home. A single light could be seen on the second floor. Inside the room, Xander couldn’t stop his foot from tapping as he gulped glass after glass of whiskey.

Xhel and Xhan are twins, they are 35 years old, whereas Xander is the youngest, he is 33 years old. "You are calling me as if the five of you are my disciples. Anyway, I'll call you guys the 'X men' starting from now on due to your names that started with the letter 'X'." Soheila stood up and though her height was small, she still overpowered her subordinates. "Stand straight." The X men stood straight and stayed quiet as they waited for Soheila to talk. Soheila smiled slightly and told them their first mission. Meanwhile, the six birds watched the whole scene quietly. They were astonished by Soheila's capabilities. When the X men disappeared, they walked toward Soheila and asked her what ha

after closing the door and locking it, the male said whilst leading the way. As they head towards the place, Tyler is busy looking around the place, the mansion is really expensive, the difference between his friends and them is that he's friends invested in a hotel to accommodate them and also fund their friendship savings, but these guys build a mansion, maybe finding the funding stuff a trifling matter that one of them can just do if need to be.

Chapter: 12. ****** Lord Xrysos sat with the rest of the Sells family at a very elegant table awaiting their meals to be served. The House Of Sells has been very long-term family friends. When Xrysos was very young and his father had died in the war and his mother took her own life. Lord Sells had taken him in as one of his own and had raised and made him the King he was today. Xryso's love for the Sells family knew no bond and he held them all dear to his heart. While he had instructed Damon to lead the newly bought slaves to get cleaned up. He had gone with Linus to eat lunch with the rest of the family.

I laced my left hand with his, lifting in on my lips, kissing his wedding band, “together, remember?” Xavier heaved a heavy breath, letting it out. It was so cold, as if it came from the depths of his soul. He interlaced his fingers with mine, dragging me to the nearest room, locking the door before letting my hand go. The room we were in was practically bare of anything other than peeling wallpapers, run down by time. “The manor is a trick,” he began, walking towards the window, looking over the men assembling on the front lawn of the house. When we arrived, those cars weren’t there; all men dressed in their battle attire faces void of emotions.

“We would go back to the pack together and I would renounce my position as the heir to the throne. That would settle things wouldn’t it?” “I guess that would work,” Justin scratched his chin. “But I think it would be safer if I just ended you now.” Justin moved closer to Megan and as she closed her eyes and prepared for the end, they heard a loud sound behind them. They turned to see Xavier standing in his human form. “Come on bastard Snow,” Xavier grinned. “I’m done fighting with my father’s help. Let’s do this boy to boy.”

I slowed, unable to help myself. Images of beastmen through the ages covered every surface, massive lions standing beside humans, wolf-like shapeshifters, hawk beastmen soaring over battlefields. Pride. Unity. Power. “These are your ancestors?” I asked softly. Xaden nodded. “All beastmen. Before the kingdoms divided us.” He kept walking. Then he stopped. In front of a final mural. This one was different. It was the Tiger King. I stiffened. “That’s—” “Yes.” Xaden stepped closer, his voice low. “Him.”