Sans X Novels & Stories

Man from the other side speak. And the rage started boiling.. "What do you want Mr. Xavier?? You are no more a shareholder here" Nicholas said coldly.. "I have a better thing than your shares Nicholas.. You know that"xavier laughed.. And suddenly a file popped up in his laptop and he opened.. "Thank you for leaving her Nick.. I got my treasure back... " He said.. And Nicholas kept looking at the photo... Naomi's is laying on a white sheet naked!!, ... Her fair skin is shining due to the sun ray .... Xavier is on top of her kissing her lips .. Her eyes closed, most probably sleeping...

Here she is thinking he is no longer an ass, it turns out he just can't help it. "Wait for pictures," Xavier yells as he holds out his iPhone. "I don't do pictures." Xander dismisses. "Just one," Xavier insists, making the pair move closer for a picture. "Okay, let's go now," Xander says. "Have fun," Cassie yells. "Oh, I will," Cara mutters to herself. ~~~

<><><><><><> . And again that nonsense of Xavier, he didn’t pick Sia’s phone call. It’s the time of him executing their final plan but Xavier, he was refused to contact with him. Sia drove to his room and to her dismay he was not there, she stomped her foot on ground in anger. “What the fuck is your problem, Xavier?” she hissed, her voice trembling with rage. "There’s Rican and Alessa fucking each other like animals, and all I can hear are their moans and screams! Meanwhile, you're standing here like a fucking stick. Do something!"

Her eyes were filled with nothing but sadness. “I’m not sure but we’ll loss nothing if we observe precautions.” I faced Xyrus. “Xyrus, are you sure that you’re a Harrison? There is no XH in my list, only XY,” I asked in askance. He was taken aback with what I said and it took him some time before responding. There is also no SC and SH among us. Am I wrong? Is the hint just mere speculations? “Yes, I am a Harrison,” he replied firmly. The firmness in his reply just made me doubt him more.

Or Sinclair. Holy shit.

he said again but all he got was a buzz. "Smith, where....." a voice came live from the walkie talkie but was cut short with the buzz sound again. "Major Mark do you copy" he said into the talkie again, he's getting impatient. "I'm out" Austin said switching his SCAR riffle to his GP100 .357 revolver and put a big hole in the head of a female infected . "What's going on Smith?" I asked out of frustration. "The signal is weak" he replied trying to connect Major Mark again.

Lexie continued typing with a cold look on her face. “You’re spouting too much nonsense!” The young man smiled suddenly. “I concede! It’s a great honor to lose to the legendary LX!” “Answer my question!” His smile looked exceptionally radiant. “My name’s X. I’m a huge fan, that’s why I named myself after you. Isn’t that cool?” “I’m running out of patience! Do you need me to find out who you’re working for myself?”

He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation. Santino takes out his sleek phone from the pocket of his black dress pants and dials the number. The phone rings and my brother doesn’t pick up. I shiver when Maximo’s passes me a teasing stare that has a threatening edge to it. Santino only groans before he dials it again. It rings for some time, I worry he isn’t going to pick up. I stick my thumb in my mouth and slowly chew the nail. Maximo tilts his head as he stares at me with those cold, icy gray eyes. I avoid his gaze entirely, and he laughs.

Xavier said and once more some people yelled out in excitement and thrill. Xavier snapped his fingers and one of the club hostess came forward to him with a small bag which he collected and opened. He then brought out a satchet of the drug with the labeled name on it that read X-1 and raised it up for everyone to see. “Everyone!…. I present to you! The one and only X-1!!!!” Xavier said and raised his hand higher and the people exclaimed in excitement once more as they hoped to get a taste. “I know you all are eager to have a taste of this products, that is why I invited most of you all today” Xavier said and snapped his fingers again and this time around more club hostesses came out all line

I lit a fat cigar and inhaled it, closing my eyes. “Damien, I swear I did everything. I contacted the media and I gave them everything. I don't know how she washed it out. I don't know how she found out about the money we were moving. I promise I did everyt……” I cut in. “Shut up, Chevy. You talk too damn much. I want results. I don't need your silly excuses.” I opened my eyes and watched as cold sweats poured down his face. “Do you know what I hate more than incompetence?”