Personas X Novels & Stories

I was the same, except around him, Kai, and Ethan. Xander was not really what you would consider sociable by any means, but he was with those closest to him. Alphas had to have an Alpha persona and a man persona. It was interesting to witness the different sides of Xander. I wondered where Alpha Carlos fell within that categorization.

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“The professors will take care of their subjects and fit it to their talents and needs. “Well...” Johan frowned, “Professor Dupont did say that we’ll have an orientation tomorrow...” “Ah, is that so...” Xander smiles as he looks at Johan. Johan was never good at reading faces, partly because he hardly ever looks at them. “And who might that dark skinned young man be?” “Oh, that’s Vincent,” answered Johan. “He’s also in the special class.” The smile in the prince’s face suddenly disappeared. “A 4th member...” he said in an undertone. “That means you only need 1 more member to complete your sphere...”

I frowned as I felt the heaviness settle in my chest, knowing that it was somewhat familiar. Xavier’s head snapped toward the doorway at the same time mine did. The scent hit first: cool night air, something faintly metallic, and the wild tang of wolf magic, old, deep, and unmistakably powerful. She was already inside. Lisa D’Amaris leaned against the frame of the door like she’d been there all along, her posture casual, her legs crossed neatly at the ankle. Her beauty was sharp, refined, nothing like Annalise’s fiery elegance or Lorenzo’s brooding dominance. This one was colder. Collected. Her eyes held that peculiar stillness that comes from knowing far too much.

she asked as she sorted the pillows on the bed. "Yeah, I'll join you shortly" Jessica could not believe she was having a smooth conversation with Xavier. It felt weird. They had smooth conversations at Aurora Haven but it did not feel weird because they were not at their base, but coming back here he was still acting the same made her feel weird. "The personal trainer would be coming tomorrow," he said as she put herself under the covers. "Why?" she said sitting up on the bed. "You said you want to exercise better so I got us a persona trainer" he explained.

She suddenly sat up when she couldn't feel Tyeron. "Ty?" she called the man and immediately got out of bed. She stopped when she saw the man standing outside the room, talking on his cellphone, and it was clear from his expression that the person on the other end was delivering bad news. She hugged herself and remained standing there. While Tyeron kept cursing under his breath while listening to Mikael, yes, he is now talking with Mikael; his friend is saying that he should be in Manila tomorrow because the organization is already looking for him. Yes, they have an organization whose name is HxH, meaning Hidden×Hideout, and yes, they are part of it: Mikael, Meruam, and even Heckson, except f

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” Eva was in complete awe. She already knew Stefan was brilliant before she met him but this was just another level of visionary. He wasn’t just handsome and wealthy, he was also a genius. “Now, the program we’ve just finished developing is called Xtopia. It’s a world similar to our own, but without all the limitations our world have." "People can be anything they want here. They can create any identity they desire. They will have jobs if they want to and experience life to the fullest.” He explained.

Her initial frown was the usual scowl she gave generally to people who were not Xavier. After some minutes, Xavier strolled in, looking like the main character from a Hollywood movie. He looks unfairly good in a tailored grey suit, the fabric hugging his broad shoulders as if it were made just for him. The deep cream shirt beneath softens the severity of the suit, the open collar giving him an effortless, confident edge. He perfectly met up to the standard of the man that was always in the blogs, whom the girls fantasize about — composed, powerful, and painfully aware of the effect he has when he walks into a room. Not flashy. Just devastatingly put together.