The Real Xavier Novels & Stories

He needed to be the Alpha that he was. “It’s nothing big my queen,” Xavier smiled at her. “I’ve just been thinking about the war and everything. It’s a lot to process. Just a few months ago I was still living with my foster mum and her daughter and then the day that I discovered who she really was….” “Who was she?” Rhea asked, her green orbs searching his face for answers. “Calistè,” Xavier replied slowly. “I stayed with her for days and she didn’t even try to kill me.”

After that I heard voices. Robert. And a woman. I raised my hand. Everyone stopped. I approached the door nearer. Robert was on the inside. Standing in front of him was the sorceress. You've said you would give me information," she said. It is not as if I didn't provide you with enough! “But Xander isn't dead, I would know that if he were!” “Now he is acting more responsibly.” And then, something useful please! Robert hesitated. Bob can take you the kids.

This wasn't the first time Xavier had faced women who had to pay the price after the media leaked their relationships to him. Xavier never felt sorry for any of them, as they were from conglomerate families. Approaching Xavier only for personal gain-even trying to trap him into their love traps. Unfortunately, it was different now. Shena was not someone from the family conglomerate. Shena had done nothing wrong, nor did she intend to harm Xavier. "Are you doing this on purpose to be pitied by me?" Xavier asked sarcastically. But honestly, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

Lance says. "I was born to do this," Parker says. "Yeah, I'm sure your mother thought that when she named you." "What are you talking about?" Parker asks. "I'm talking about your real name. Your real name isn't Parker. It's Xavier. Xavier Fuller." "That's not true," Parker says. "Oh, but it is. You might've fooled your friends, but you didn't fool me. I always knew you weren't really one of us. That's why you could never be the true alpha. Even if your father was the alpha, you weren't his son."

I asked a little exasperatedly, and shocked at the nerve of this guy. Xavier looked at her with irritation. "No, he's not what you believe him to be. His real name is Brent Cummings, The God of Torture!" He braced himself to be nominated as the bad guy for telling her what she needed to here and not what she wanted to hear. "Wait...what are you talking about?" I couldnt' believe what he was saying. I refused to believe it, it was way too hard to think about! I knew that he was probably telling the truth but I refused to believe that I could have fallen for such lies!

I was trying to be helpful. She held my gaze. “That’s not comforting.” “It’s not meant to be comforting. It’s just true. People are capable of being terrible and genuine at the same time. Your father built something real and he built it on something ugly and he tried to stop the ugly part too late.” I held her gaze. “That doesn’t mean the thing he built isn’t worth saving. It means it needs someone better than him running it.” “Xavier found the scientist. His name is Dr. Cliver Wilder. The researcher who worked on the original trials. He’s been meeting with him. That’s where he went during the digital silence.”

He said, to which I rolled my eyes. I hissed as I leaned away from him and snorted. “I really thought you had something to say!” “And what makes you think that I do not?” He snapped back, his eyes serious. If I wasn’t planning to believe him earlier, then the look on his face was all the convincing I needed. I rushed out; “What do you mean?” “What I mean is that Xavier has a twin brother, Xander, who is like the prodigal son of the family. The only difference between him and the real prodigal son is that he never returned home and he is a well known brute who hates humans and vampires alike.”

He announced with his gaze still fixed on Jimmy. Xavier had aced his psychology lessons and so he knew the dark act of manipulation and torture but that wasn’t what he was here to show off. No, rather he was here to reveal the truth of his identity today, the question of who was the real Jimmy would finally get an answer today. To be continued!!

the real X tried to continue the countdown. But I was already there. In his systems. In his consciousness. In the quantum space where he existed beyond physical form. And I found something he'd hidden from everyone. Something that changed everything. The real X wasn't the original architect. He was X-One. X-One had been pretending to be the real X for forty years. The real architect was still in quantum stasis. Still imprisoned. Still waiting for someone to realize the fragmented consciousness had been lying about everything. "You son of a—" Subject Seven realized it the same moment I did.

The door bust open as I came face to face with Xavier, he was still completely naked, with water dripping down his hair and rest parts of his body. His gaze locked with mine for a second before his hungry eyes began to roam round my body. No even his usual smirk was in his plain face as his moved a step out of the bathroom towards me. My eyes followed a sudden movement to between his legs where something I didn't know I would ever see was pointing at me. He was so hard, long and big that I couldn't take my eyes off it. "I am sorry! I am sorry" I shuddered as I blinked, shaking my head was the only thing that borought me back to reality "I didn't - "