X Deadpool Novels & Stories

Alex muttered and walked out with guards following him. "Oh man!! What a mess!" Xavier exclaimed placing his hand akimbo. "You can handle this right Diego?" Xavier asked. "Wait what... I don't-.... " Xavier patted his shoulder and began walking away before Diego could complete his statement. Diego sighed and look at the dead body. Blood dripping from his hand and mouth and head.. literally everywhere. "Oh my, I think am gonna puk-..... " He vomited on the dead body before he could complete his statement.

I clear my throat before talking loudly for everyone inside to hear me, “Hello everyone, I’m sure that you have plenty of questions. But if you don’t mind, please go outside and I will do my best to provide answers for you.” No one argued, slowly leaving the building and joining the bigger group outside. Charlie and I walk to the door and in a soft voice he encourages me, “You’ve got this.” I smile back at him before turning to address the crowd. I speak loud enough for everyone to hear me, “You all know who I am. I am Phoenix Black, son of Xavier Black. There are some things you might not know that will be crucial to know moving forward. Xavier Black is dead.”

"That’s the vengeance. Not ending your life. Breaking you down internally." He let go of Sloane. Headed to the window. Before I had time to respond he leapt. I caught the sound of a crash, from the floor beneath. Listened to Vadim's crew yelling. I walked over to the window. Glanced down. Xavier lay on the sidewalk. Still. Not breathing. He was dead. Glanced at Sloane. She sat on the floor. Her hands trembled. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks. I inquired, "Were you aware?"

more years of bench warming but he didn’t last in the position. He died about a week later and the Alpha, Dan Damon felt that the reward should not just die at his death. He transferred all the honor and titles to Obada, his first son at once and that was how he became an Elder by doing nothing at all. It was strange for him at first, attending court meetings and getting to judge smaller issues, deciding whether people that committed crimes lived or died. It all looked like a dream back then to Elder Obada and even though he was not doing a lot on the council, he very much enjoyed the power. He wondered how Elder Xhang felt at the helm of affairs. He must have felt so powerful, omnipotent a

Kelvin disconnected me from the life-support machine, and I felt my strength ebbing away. "I can't die now, please give me a second chance," I whispered, my voice barely audible through the agony that wracked my body. Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with fate to spare my life. Kelvin's face twisted into a cruel smile, his eyes gleaming with a sinister pleasure. "Goodbye, dear wife," he sneered. "See you never again." His voice was laced with disdain and satisfaction, and I knew I was staring into the face of pure evil.

The kindness of this stranger nearly broke her. “I . . . I’m not worth it,” she said, and her face crumbled, and her skin crawled, and her hair was matted and she had just endured some of the worst hours of her life, listening to this mad man grunt and groan and howl as he ripped at her skin and bit at her breast. She was glad Aleta was dead. She was glad of it. Because if she had lived with these memories in her head . . . The hunter’s shine from earlier melted and turned into tears, which ran down her cheeks and dropped onto the freshly polished floor.

Her eyes are looking distant as she spoke. " Hera...tte" . . . . " The goddess of Death." And that's when the realisation hits Zander like a truck and suddenly his legs feel too weak to carry his weight. Dropping on his knees, he stared at the dead bodies and blood around him to shake his head a no. His lips trembled as he spoke. " No...this is not possible..nooo...." " Nooooooooooooooo!"

DAWN’S POV I was seated in the throne room, watching as the elders and gammas of my pack whispered among themselves, unable to believe that their alpha was dead. I assured them that he was dead, but they demanded to see his body. "I want to see his body! How can we believe he is dead without seeing his body?" one of the gammas said, with a tinge of desperation in his voice. "You don't need to see his body. Trust me, he's dead," I replied with a cold tone, trying to hide my smile.

“I really don’t want to kill anyone, but you’ve messed with the wrong person. You can mess with me, but you can’t make my wife angry…” James stepped on Xander’s right chest and exerted great strength. “Arrgh…” Xander screamed and his head fell to the side, losing all vitality. When the subordinate saw the scene, they immediately knelt and begged for mercy. Yoel, who was lying on the ground, trembled in fear. Xander…Xander is dead? James sat on the chair, took out his phone, and called the Blithe King. “Blithe King, I wounded some gangsters in the Prosperous Dynasty. I also killed someone. Send someone to take care of the aftermath.”

Xandros said as she left him to the kitchen, Xavier sat besides him and continued his nagging “I heard that you let that girl you used to love beat the shit out of you, i hope you did that out of love for here?” Xavier looked at his son’s eyes as he spoke this words “Dad! I’m not in the mood for this discussion, i just need to eat and nap” Xandros protested “Alright, suit yourself” Xavier said as he picked the remote control and turned on the TV The reporter on the news said something that captured their attention “One of the most notorious thug in town, Slater Hank is confirmed dead!”