X Deadpool Novels & Stories

I did not even need to glance to my side to know that Dre had been the one to blast multiple Ninja Daggers (Kunai) at the corpse’s back in Xeon’s hand. “Not them. Only the one in Xeon’s fucking arms which shall be broken soon, even if the bitch was the first to make a move on him. I - don’t - fucking - care - but - that - fucking - asshole - is - dead - as - well,” he declared and Xeon visibly gulped after his smirk fell. Yup. He is dead if Dre says so. He is an unbending, highly possessive, jealous d*ck. He will have Xeon’s head if he said it.

At first glance, he looked like every other survivor Evelyn had met since the world ended. Dirty clothes. Exhausted eyes. Too thin. But something about him felt wrong. Not dangerous. Drained. As though he had already used up every ounce of fear he possessed, leaving nothing left. The man swayed slightly on his feet. One of the guards tightened his grip on his rifle. "Name." The stranger blinked slowly. "Dean." His voice sounded rough. Like he hadn't spoken to another person in days. "Any bites?" Dean shook his head. "No."

There was something about looking at the boy today that gave her mixed feelings. She pulled out her phone and searched for the movie. Lead actors were Benjamin Frost and to her surprise, his son, Benjamin Frost Junior. She scrolled up and saw a news report of a plane crash. She clicked on it and read through. As she did, she realised it was similar to the story Damien once told of how he lost his parents. The article described how the great Benjamin Frost died with his wife, but his son survived. As she reached the end, the last few lines caused her utter confusion.

she dragged losing feeling in the right side of her body and she fell. He stood over her and cleaned his lip. “Muscle relaxant. Your skin must be so strong for you not to feel a sting”. “Pou...passhole….” she drooled onto the dirty ground. “Yeah” and he picked her up a little bit hard. The relaxant made her really heavy, and he dropped her onto the dumpster to stretch his back. There was no sound of approaching footsteps before he was tackled to the ground. And before he could react a cloth was over his nose and he was out.

Thirty-nine "We have been infiltrated by Ajax and his men." Xavier announced. Payne shot Melinda a look. "How bad is it?" Payne clenched and unclenched his fists, fighting the biting pain in his nose and the desire to shoot Melinda. "We are outnumbered." Xavier narrowed his eyes at Payne's bleeding nose, then stared in shock at Melinda's bloodied lips. She halted her movements when she felt Xavier's eyes on her. "Hector?" "Dead."

Even when Syzar had tested him, Derek had been ready to sell her offfor his own. “You think a rahl will really love you? ,” Derek spat, his eyes locking with both of them. “You will rue the day. You betrayed ,me-” He coughed, sputtering more blood onto the snow. Just as his strength left him, his head slumped to the ground, his eyes devoid of life. And just like that, Derek was dead. The sound of the cold wind traveled through the tents. As victory spread, the roars grew louder. Xaden had placed his father’s head on a spike as he pulled off his heavy hood to show his identity .

“But more time is not a permanent solution.” There’s a naked woman sucking Xaden’s cock with vigour and Xander’s eyes are fixed on the scene like his life depends on it. I rest against a wall, crossing my ankles and folding my arms over my chest, uninterested. “We are going to die, then...” Xaden grunts, his hips buck on the banquet chair. He’s close. “Fuck! Fuck death.” Xander can finally look away. “I am curious about what she looks like, though.”

Everything to Xavier was a game and in his mind he was winning. "I'll be there soon." Xavier hung up the phone with no formal ending then quickly twisted around to face his newest victims. "I hate to cut this short," Xavier spoke, looming over a bloodied body, stepping in a deep red puddle bellow him, "But duity calls." With that Xavier pulled out his gun and shot everybody in the room excluding his men who he instructed to clean up while he went to deal with his new issue.

“Shame I didn’t kill you. There’s someone who deserves the chance to kill you himself.” “Wh-What?” “Patch him up and detain him. Call Felix and tell him I’ve caught him a present.” I pulled out a cigarette and lit it before calling Uriel and walking away from where Warhammer Guard was dragging people into custody for medical attention or detainment. “I’m surprised you’re calling me so late. I was worried.” “Dennis is dead. Matt’s precious little love gutted him like a fish.” “… he deserved a much more painful death.” “I doubt there was one to be had. Xavier’s in custody. Come to Midnight if you want a chance at him before he’s dead.”

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.