X Deadpool Novels & Stories

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.

"Daddy will keep you safe." As he started to say the magic words that would take her to safety, an arrow flew past his ear and struck the wall behind him. He had hardly any time to react when another arrow hit him right in the chest. The sharp pain shot through his body like a lightning bolt, making him stagger backward. Draven felt blood oozing from the wound. He fell to his knees but refused to give up. With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke.

My back goes up in flames, and sinking to the ground with my legs sprawled wide in front of me, an insane chuckle escapes me. I’m coming Marc Vincent, my dear brother... “Noooo!” Anya screams, the sound filled with agony and desperation. She hurries to me and throws herself over my chest. “No. Don’t die. Please, Xander. I can’t live without you,” she rambles, her arms around my neck threatening to strangle the little life I have left in my body. More gunshots erupt, and Darius drops dead to the floor, the side of his face blown away.

“It could be. It’s registered to his address. It took me some time to find this out but yeah, he lives in the same damn house that he grew up in. His mother passed away seven years ago; the father died a few years back. He inherited the property and the land that went with it. They run the gang out of the back yard. Only, it’s not a back yard, they have plenty of land.” “The Criminals on Wheels have been causing a lot of trouble, right?” Again, Lex nods. “And aren’t they responsible for the death of one of their own members? Some guy called,” I place two fingers on my temples. Fuck, I’m getting one hell of a stomping headache right now. “Can’t remember his name. Think it begins with an F.” Y

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.