Stryker X Men Son Novels & Stories

“Sounds good. Have a safe trip, I love you.” “I love you too.” He then leaned over and kissed my belly. “Xayden, you and your brother be nice to mommy. She doesn’t need any of the acrobatics today, got it?” One of the twins kicked the hell out of my bladder in response. They always responded to their father's voice. It would be sweet if it weren’t so damn painful. “Xayden? When did you come up with that?” “It just works. My father is Xavier, I’m Xander, my firstborn son will be Xayden.”

“Okaaay…How so?” Sean rocked his head back and forth, debating how much he should tell her. “Well, for starters, his name is Deacon Ricard, and he’s Leader Xavier’s oldest son. He is one helluva alpha, keeps his pack running smoothly, and they are some of the best warriors I have ever seen. He doesn’t fall for distractions and... well... He’s a badass. Amazing fighter, reputation for not being very merciful, and…he’s a little angry most of the time. Silent, dark, and a little mysterious. He’s just a beast.” A wistful smile formed across his face as he focused his attention back on the road. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you had a crush.” She poked his side, causing him to flinch.

"That's right. I confirmed this with the locals who’ve seen lights coming out of his body while he’s meditating. Some have even seen him levitating. But the locals call him a monster or a mutant.” "Interesting…" Adrian's interests were piqued. The chances of an immortal living in hiding within Novemton were very low. Jerome would have had fierce competition if that man had participated in the legate selection. Adrian asked, "What's his name and how old is he?" "His name's Strider Hicks and he's twenty this year. He also has an eighteen-year-old sister by the name of Caitlyn Thorne. I've done some digging and found that Strider grew up with his grandfather. It’s said he'd frequently climb the

My silence unnerved them. They were used to me being quiet, submissive, ignored. Now, I met their gazes head-on. I wanted them to look. I wanted them to see the woman they’d tried to erase. And I wanted them to tremble. Xander raised his hand, and the murmuring stopped. “You know who I am,” he began. “You know I am my father’s son, rightful heir to the Crescent Moon Pack. And yet for years, my bloodline was ignored. My strength questioned. My leadership challenged by whispers and shadows.”

She shot up and ran out of the room crying, having no choice but follow my command. It's for her own good. I can't have here hanging around in my room after I just found out my control over my lycan has dwindled. That never happened before, and I have no idea why. My name is Alaric Romanov Dmitri Graymore. I'm a Lycan, and I need a son to finally claim my throne. This is what my father wanted before he could pass down the title to me, as the Lycan King. I'd searched high and low for my mate, and when I found her, somehow I had this weird, nagging feeling telling me that this isn't right. I ignored it, and took her against her parents' will.

he asked with a straight face. “Xa…Mr. Xander. He is the son-in-law of the Callahans. Thea’s husband and David’s brother-in-law. He’s just a lowly soldier from the military. You can go ahead and kill him.” Xander had already crawled up from the ground but was still unable to stand up. He sat on the ground and looked at James with hatred on his face. “Trash. Do you know who I am? I’m Yoel Smith, and my father is York Smith. Do you know the person standing in front of you? He is the infamous Mr. Xander.”

I refused to look up this time, keeping my eyes on the plate of half-eaten pasta. “Whatever the relationship status is between me and Xender.” “Oh. That’s his operational designation?” “Yes. He has a son, Leo, who is eight. Leo is dealing with trauma-induced selective mutism and anxiety. I am his crisis manager.” I informed them. “That’s. important work,” Mom said, sounding slightly overwhelmed, as if I had presented her with a complex field report she was trying to reconcile. I sensed she was trying to find the ethical stability in the dark data I had just thrust upon her.

She stands in as Beta Female as well since Uncle Zuko has no mate. They have a son, Xander. Xander is six years older than me. He will be seventeen soon. He already shifted when he was sixteen, ranked wolf! He is the closest I have to a sibling. Xander really is like my big brother. He is so funny and gentle, but also strong and skilled fighter like his dad. Xander is tall, about 6’2”, and has a lean yet muscular frame. He has dark blond hair, blue eyes and perfectly tanned skin, a real jock!

"He is my child, whom I carried for months with all the physical and mental suffering I went through alone. He is Trent, completely unrelated to Riordan!" Xander looked at me confused. "But... He's my son, right?" I stood up and looked at him sharply. "Yes, he's your son, but I don't want you to put your name on him or even make him the successor to the Riordan name and then have to fulfill the pack's demands. You, your family, and even the pack elders, must not touch him!" "But, Jonas, I am the father and I have the right to--"

that was what Xander him, he looked so angry about the situation with Javier, and I have never seen Xander so tensed up by anyone before. All of a sudden, Agustín asked Xander a question and looked intensely in my direction. It was so obvious that he was talking about me. '' Who she is, dad, is none of your business.' Xander answered and I immediately became agitated. '' Fuck Xander, you are my son, and so you are my business. You might be El Jefe and the Feared Draco of this city, but you first, my son. So, when I heard that instead of you going to make peace, you went ahead to kill Javier's men just because of a girl, so I want to know, my son , is that her?'' his dad asked and I just did