X Fighter Novels & Stories

The fighter clutched his neck, which was suddenly bleeding, and he collapsed on the floor. Bianca’s face turned as white as a sheet. “That’s impossible! How can you still kill?” Her eyes widened in shock. Logically, a fighter poisoned with the Decina Neutralizing Fragrance would not even have the strength to move, let alone kill. Besides, the Winter family’s fighter that she had sent to attack Dustin was not weak. He was a seventh grade fighter. Yet, Dustin had killed him with just one move. It looked like it had not even taken much effort.

“What is your ETA?” “My, my, aren’t we an anxious little Alpha.” I chuckle. And in reality she is little. At 5’2” it’s almost hard to believe she’s an Alpha. Up until you see her fight and then there’s not question that the woman is all Alpha. She uses her small stature to her advantage – because she’s small, she is quick and agile in a way that male Alphas generally aren’t. But beyond that, she is also a smart and strategic fighter. I’ve seen her take down some of the strongest warriors out there because she used her brains just as much her strength. Thinking of what a badass she is is only making me again wish that she were my fated mate.

Xander's POV I step behind the bag to steady it for her, bracing my stance as she squares up. Then she unleashes—and holy fuck. I’m instantly grateful for the barrier between us because watching Zahra fight is like watching a goddess made of lightning and fury. Every strike lands sharp and precise, fists and feet moving in a blur. The bag jolts against my grip with every hit, the power behind her punches enough to make my arms ache just holding it steady. She’s all strength and rhythm, a Valkyrie in motion.

Xane said, his voice carrying that lazy drawl that always sounded half amused, “that you actually wasted your allowance on that busted Street Fighter machine at the arcade?” “It wasn’t busted,’ I shot back, grinning even though he couldn’t see me. ‘You just suck at it.” “I don’t suck,’ he protested. ‘I strategically lose to lure my opponent into a false sense of security.” “Sure,’ I laughed. ‘Keep telling yourself that. You button-mash like a toddler.” “I’ll have you know I’m undefeated in Mario Kart,” Xane countered, mock offense dripping from his tone. “Only because you pick Rainbow Road every time and throw everyone off the track,” I said.

I remember, since we were together at school, Xander was always the first to jump into the fighting arena and he was always the winner in every fight. He took part in martial arts training in karate, muaythai, boxing, and Capoeira and all reached the highest level before graduating from high school. Xander has been extraordinarily strong since he was little and because he was predicted to become Supreme Alpha, his parents provided Xander with various kinds of training and martial arts skills by bringing in the best trainers. I read the x-ray results carefully. Luckily the injuries he suffered were not so bad. The bruises on the lungs and abdominal organs are also thin and can be treated wi

I asked one of the. Without a word, he pointed in the direction. I ran out as fast as my legs could take me. I heard the clash of metal striking metal way before I got the full sight of the ground. I stood frozen in my tracks as I got the full view of the training ground. A lot of warriors. Warriors fought in two, with skin streaming sweat, roaring so that the morning air trembled. And in the middle of them all, dominant, inaccessible was Xander. I drew breath. His body was a weapon, deadly and swift, his attacks quicker than the human eye could trace.

All these conflicting emotions are overwhelming me and making me dizzier than I already am, I’m not sure how much more I can take. Delta Xander takes a defensive posture using his body to shield mine – though I don’t know why. He pulls out a mobile phone and calls a number. I watch as Chris now fights against the other two who have now shifted as well, but he is merciless in his attacks. My eyes are focused on him as I hear the Delta’s conversation. “Xander, what’s up?” Says a happy, deep, gravelly voice on the other line.

Chapter 47 By; Tofunmi Nikky "Spread detective wolves all across the packs. If it calls for war, call me and I would surely join you fighters at the warfronts. I want expert and not bloody cowards to look for any traces that would lead to my mate within a small limit of time span. It's tonight or never!."Xander shouted across orders to each teams, as he paced before them to and fro with furious eyes. They dispersed immediately and Xander turned to face his friends; Tyson and Connor.

I glanced between the two masked fighters and rolled my fingers on the desktop. "I can't decide between Ayden and Xavix, which one do you think I should fight?" Ashr grinned slightly and looked at the screen. Xavix is big like me and Ayden is smaller but Xavix has a gimp in his right knee. Ashr exhaled deeply and rubbed his chin in thought. "Pick Xavix, the king's been following him and I'll help you overcome his skill set," Ashr said firmly. I rolled my eyes, certain the only skills the fighter had were his size. Like Ashr they were both freakishly tall.

Snow "Are we really still on for the fight?" asked Rosalie excitedly. "Yes, everyone has given the go-ahead, and I've already made the fight rounds for the next few weeks," Winter said excitedly. "The final fight is between two greats—William versus George." "That's going to be a bloodbath," Rosalie said, and I frowned. "What do you mean?" I asked with interest.