Punisher X Daredevil Novels & Stories

"How are you holding up?" Xander asked just after he finished examining me. My chest, just close to my heart was burning up. It wasn't as painful as at that moment I was shot but the pain was bad. I've suffered a gunshot wound before when Marlon had invited me on one of the typical police chases. The suspect was a drug dealer, abuser and a single father. He had slaughtered his fifteen year old daughter in cold blood because he was high, drunk and angry.

The man spat, taking a threatening step forward. “And you won’t live long enough to tell the tale.” In one swift motion Xander had the bulky man pinned to the ground with his knee on the man’s spine, “One shift of my knee and you’ll be paralysed for life.” “I’m sorry, I’ll leave them alone, I swear.” The man begged for mercy, gone was his arrogance and threatening demeanour. “Good.” Xander muttered cooley and rose to his feet and cocked an eyebrow at Serenity and Darrio, “What are you doing here?”

Getting a gun close to her lips, and striking her dead, definitely what he had imagined, making her fell hell before she tasted the brink of death, made her beg for mercy, and later on, still die, make her feel worthless and down into the pot hole of hell. Then, he had to prepare to meet his father, His father, the most dangerous man in all of Italy, he knew much lightly, his father was much more dangerous than he seems, his father brought out the dangerous side in him, his mother only managed to control his daring demon, but his father rekindled it. "Xander, you fool!" His jaw was struck together, and ten year old Xander stumbled to the floor, his legs hurriedly crawling to the edge of the

Hunter watched them disappear from his sight as Xander came to stand in front of him. "I can understand where you're coming from. But raising your hand on a woman would only ever make you feel pathetic deep inside and you'll regret it sooner or later. I'll advise you never to hit a woman, Hunter. No matter what, even if they're your enemy. No true man will hit a woman because only a coward does this. I was this coward once upon a time and I still loathe that side of me which only existed for a fraction of time in my life but it's a black taint on my heart." Xander said gruffly looking deep into his son's eyes. His forest green eyes were full of wisdom and experiences. "Did you have any evide

Damian lay almost lifeless on the ground, his face and body bloody and disfigured. His breath whistled out wetly like his nose was broken and one arm was twisted the other way. He looked battered, his chest barely rising and falling. One eye was swollen shut and the other one had a deep cut on in, constantly leaking blood down his face. Xavier on the other hand was a few feet away, laying unconscious on his back. After exhausting all his strength in the fight with Damian, his body had grown weak. All the anger and rage he felt had oozed out, leaving him vulnerable and on the brink of death.

Xari rolled her pretty eyes and crossed her arms over her corset-covered chest. Xari was a little badass, fae halfling, with a skill set most immortals didn't have in their arsenal of tricks. But that's not surprising since she's Xavier's daughter. He's the man that started the hunter organization, and he had over- seen her training. Xari has been hunting since puberty, and her old man trained her to kill without hesitation. I'd met her with my entrails hanging out, and she hadn't balked as she shoved them back into my stomach, sewing them up, then complained that I was whining like a bitch the entire time.

Dark Xavier (smirking): “They want you to be noble. But we know what power really costs.” Xavier (snarling): “You’re not me.” Dark Xavier: “I’m what happens when you stop pretending you can save both her and the world. When you decide the world isn’t worth her tears.” Xavier (tense): “You think I’d burn it all for her?” Dark Xavier: “You already would. All that’s left is for you to admit it.” A blade forms in Dark Xavier’s hand, shaped like the chained wolf. Xavier draws his own. They clash in blinding sparks. Blow for blow, fury for fury. At the climax, Xavier disarms his double and presses a dagger to its throat.

Desire burns in his eyes as he scans me from head to toe. I clear my throat and grin at him. I hate myself for what I'm about to do. But fùck it. "Truth or Dare, Damien." "Dare." His voice is husky. "I dare you to fùck me." ***

****Leila Pov**** I had never entered Xander’s office before, I was surprised at how modern his office looked. With its dark rustic color scheme, hardwood floors, and wood-paneled ceilings. The sound of the door being shut softly made me quiver in fear. I was alone with Alpha Xander of the Black Pool pack. A man who killed all his brothers to secure his place as Alpha. My mouth went dry as I thought about it. “Why don't you want to bond with Damian Anymore?” his deep baritone voice echoed across the entire office. “And what was it you said about him cheating?”

Damon was himself stunned. "You won't fucking touch her. I dare you, lay a finger on her and I will chop them off. Dare to see her and I will gauge your eyes out. You're probably forgetting Mr. Hunt that I am the Alpha. You don’t get to boss me around. That girl is mine and I hate when someone touches my possession. You know it damn well when you're the one who taught me that in the first place." Xavier hissed in a low; dangerous voice. There was a crazed glint in his eyes. Damon would have chided him but he knew that Xavier wasn't the same teenage boy whom he had brainwashed since childhood. The man standing in front of him was a bloody assassin who kills people regularly without a second t