Wolverine X Nightcrawler Novels & Stories

"It's not my fault we have such a great resemblance. Well, he shouldn't have touched you in the first place. I'll talk to him when he gets back." "You better do, or I do that myself." I sighed heavily. "He's a good kisser too, just like you are." I admitted. I didn't lie when I said that, Xender is such a good kisser and fucker too. Who would have thought it wasn't Xavier in the first place. Trying to remember his face, I end of thinking of Xavier. I'm definitely not gonna find out who is who, at least not now. They both share the same tatoo on their left arm, with a moon shaped mark by the right side of their necks.

Maren blew the whistle. They lurched at one another and the first physical contact sent a trail of hotness through his body. He almost stopped moving, but his eyes clashed with Xavier’s who seemed to have gotten the bigger impact of whatever just happened — his eyes changed colours completely and it seemed he was fighting for dominance with his wolf. Lucien used that to his advantage and twisted Xavier’s ankle. Eliciting a growl, Xavier also maintained his stance and his eyes lost all traces of thaf golden colour.

he winked, pecked her lips, and then turned around, waving goodbye to Angie and me. “Alright, spill… You said you had something important to tell us,” Asteria said to Angie, “Oh, right…” she said, “Well, Roger…” she paused. “Proposed? Is he in danger? What?” Asteria was eager to know. “He is not human…” she said, and out of all the things I expected her to say, that was definitely not one of them. “What?” I asked, “Yes, he is not human; he happens to be a nightcrawler…” She opened the collar of her shirt, and at the curve of her neck, she was sporting the branding of a creature, not a Lycan, not anything known, but indeed it was a mate mark.

As I turned around I saw Noah and another guy staring at my friends. Before I could process anything, both of them were hugging both of my friends. I looked at Xavier with confusion only to see him smiling at what is happening. Noah was hugging Avery while the other guy was hugging Alec. I was really confused. Alec and Avery were confused on what was going on. "What's going on?" I asked Xavier. "Your friends are both their mates." he said. "Not only that, they are both werewolves too." he told me.

He liked to destroy things as much as he wanted to build them. There was also a human with them. Xavier was their link to the Mountain as he communicated with them via sat-phone. Since their last contact to warn them about the attack, there had been nothing from Marx’s camp. Zigor had been the one to explain to Xavier there were bigger, more unpleasant things in the world than they—the humans—knew about. The two groups on the ground moved in, holding a tight formation around the camp until it came into view. “So they are werewolves?” Xavier asked. His skepticism persisted, but he kept an open mind. He was using binoculars to get an overview of the area.

“Because my wolf is the reason why I need your gift.” “What is wrong with your wolf?” I inquired, my curiosity piqued by Xavier’s mysterious statement. A sad smile crossed Xavier’s face as he finally spoke. “My wolf rejected the human side of me. You think you are the weak one, but it’s actually me. Who can’t even control his wolf?” What! “But just hours ago your shifter helped both of us escape rouges; what was that about?” I asked, feeling confused by Xavier’s conflicting behavior. Xavier sighed heavily, his eyes reflecting a deep internal struggle as he finally revealed the truth behind his inner turmoil.

“I have formed a mate bond with Kane. I don’t want to see him. From this day on, he and I are over.” However, Xavier refused to leave. He stayed at the gates, unmoving, while the blizzard turned his limbs purple with cold. Yet, it didn’t deter him. The soldier who relayed the message came back, unable to meet my eyes, and stammered, “He won’t leave. He says… he’s willing to carve out his own wolf core to swear an oath that he will only recognize you as his Luna for the rest of his life. He just asks for one meeting.”

She suddenly said, causing me to stare at her in shock. The Lycan King was interested in me? But how? I had first met him when I was on a walk to clear my head after an altercation with some of the Pack members. They had openly disrespected me, disregarding the fact that I'm still their Luna. I was shocked and angry and I didn't want to transfer the aggression on anyone so I chose to take a walk.

Lucian snarled, his voice low, guttural—wolf close to the surface—“and I will rip it from your body before you can beg for your life.” Xavier laughed, a harsh, grating sound even as he wiped the blood from his split lip. “Still fighting over her like a lovesick pup? Tell me, Wolfe—does your Luna know?” Lucian’s answer was a savage strike that sent Xavier stumbling back. Steel met steel as Xavier drew his blade to block the next blow, sparks flaring between them. The fight became a dance of feral precision—two Alphas circling, lunging, striking with the kind of raw strength that came from dominance and pride.

The man is determined to protect Karen and help her reach her potential, even if it means facing Nathan himself and destroying his entire black magic power. When Xavier realized that there were only two female wolves left in the pack, not including Karen, he slowly made his way toward them, preparing to welcome his new mate to her new position at his side. Then he felt it, Nathan's aura. It was attacking a fighting she-wolf, his future mate. Xavier wouldn't let that happen. Not if the she-wolf wasn't at full strength to defend herself against Nathan. Besides, Xavier had business with the lowly hybrid. His death.