X Deadpool Novels & Stories

He also tapped about how Killian came to fight him in his apartment after he had secretly planted a camera in her living room… I told you killian will fight for his woman…. Literally everything underneath tha happened between him and killian and Desiree was all I knew now… And now this man known as Bell de Valeria Aldo known as Xandros seems to be the only human that can help me, if I found him fast, but first, And it wasn't going to be long before they found me, but before they did I was on my way to japs but not immediately I had a business to settle here in Michigan.

Unfortunately, the words don’t get to leave my throat because the door to Xandar’s office creaks open and one of his betas stirs the room with tension, “They are here and they don’t look happy, X” No. “When have they ever been happy?” Xandar scoffs. The same egg-shelled teeth smiling at me, his expression dark and evil…because Xandar Khan was and is evil, he shoots me a question, “Ready, doll?” “Xandar, I don’t want to- “ Don’t want to see them again. Don’t want to see them die. “They’ll be gone from your life only through my help River. Fail to help me and you and I are as good as dead”

No one did and went Scot-free. Xander chuckled darkly, his gray eyes turning a shade darker under the mini chandelier hovering over them. He shook his head. "I don’t believe in apologies." Then, with a swift move, he raised a gun. Damian swallowed harshly as his whole life experience flashed through his eyes. His pulse thundered in his ears. So this is how he dies? He closed his eyes, ready for the hot feel of a merciless bullet to tear through his skull, heart, or rib? Or anywhere. If he was lucky, he would be struck with bullets so that he could die quickly before he could register the pain.

He fell to the ground with a loud thud, undeniably dead from that one attack. Everyone was shocked when they saw this. Jaden turned to look at Adrian fiercely. ‘He’s the one who threw that pen!’ At that moment, Adrian was already seated upright with the file removed from his face. Yet, he still seemed as calm as ever, which left Jaden shocked. Hydra had also noticed Adrian as he said, “I wasn’t expecting for there to be another veteran here. What’s your name?” Adrian smiled and leaned back into his chair. “My name is Adrian Xander. Some people know me as Draco.”

Daniel POV: It's been 6 months since Amari died and when Xavier pulled the trigger I was more than glad to find that the safety was still on. A part of Xavier died that day with Amari The man that we still see today is merely a ghost with a broken heart He's been in and out of the facility and today I'm driving to fetch him Pulling into the driveway of the facility I see Xavier standing outside the doors with a cigarette in his hand and a duffel bag in the other

“I’m fine.” But he doesn’t look fine. Only then do I realize the shooting has stopped. The warehouse falls into a strange silence filled with heavy breathing and distant sirens. I slowly look around. Only Dominic’s men are still standing. Across the warehouse, a familiar thin body lies face-first on the floor in a river of blood. Even from here, I can see the silver dragon ring on his finger. Xander. Dead. Part of me wants to walk over and see him up close. I want proof that he can never touch me again.

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

Tracy Xander’s POV “Luna Xander, the results confirm Lunar Decay, and it has already spread through your body. Are you certain you do not wish to inform your family?” “It is not necessary,” I replied, my voice calm, almost detached, as though I were speaking about someone else’s fate instead of my own. By the time I stepped out of the pack clinic, a harsh wave of heat slammed against my face, dry and suffocating, stealing the breath from my lungs. For a brief moment, I stood there, unmoving, as though the world around me had quietly shifted into something unfamiliar.

ᯓ★ BREAKING NEWS: 30-year-old Ginger Cadette, the owner of the Bar & Life passed away yesterday due to brain cancer. Her family kept her burial private. With hard work and persistence, she successfully started and ran Bar & Life. But when she discovered that she had brain cancer, the business was passed on to her twin brother, Carter Cadette.

Maya was in the supply room, counting soap, because apparently romance was dead but hygiene had survived and become everyone’s problem. “Bitten?” she asked. “Doesn’t look it.” “Armed?” “Knife. Bad one.” “Intent?” “Mostly desperate.” Maya put down the soap. Then Miles added, “Says his name is Dex Hartley.” For one second, the room became very still. Not outside. Outside kept being outside: wind against corrugated metal, distant dead dragging themselves through streets they no longer had appointments in, someone swearing near the water tanks because gravity remained a bastard.