X Fighter Novels & Stories

In the field, FPSG stood for First Person Shooting Game, which became bastardized, unofficial code across all branches of the military over the past hundred years for if you find a weapon, it’s yours to wreak havoc with. “We need to get those magic restraints off, first.” Knight eyed his team before he let his attention settle on Xander, who seemed way too tense. “They didn’t give you one.” “I told Lilia he was Strike Force, not an Awakaned. He’s not in our uniform. Guess she believed me for some reason,” Tanner explained before shrugging. “Guess I lied.” Xander and Kira were both Awakaned that's for sure, although he's still skeptical on what Kira's gifts is, he's sure that she has some pow

I stare up at the ceiling, the pale winter light casting long shadows across the room. "I was deployed with my Pararescue unit. We got a scrambled distress call. An F-16 pilot had been hit by a surface-to-air missile, identical to the one you just faced. He managed to eject, but he came down deep inside a heavily fortified enemy sector.” Xander tenses in my arms, his breathing turning shallow as he listens, instantly putting himself in that pilot's seat. "We flew in on a Pave Hawk chopper under heavy anti-aircraft fire…” I continue, my chest tightening.

the freckled male countered. “Fucking shit talker. Better live up to your damn sass,” the alpha growled before launching a telegraphed right hook. It was a fatal flaw Lexus had. If you knew how to rile him just right, he would fall back on outmatched strength instead of his tactics.

"Focus on defensive stances during your individual practice. And don't neglect the hand-to-hand techniques we covered yesterday." "What about the dagger sequences?" I asked, wiping sweat from my brow. "Practice those as well. Your timing is improving, but your grip still needs work." She slung her bag over her shoulder. "Remember, a proper grip is the difference between life and death in close combat." After seeing Holly off, I quickly changed into fresh clothes. My muscles ached pleasantly from the exertion, a reminder of how far I'd come in such a short time. I made my way to Sparrow's room, mentally preparing for the conversation ahead. This girl—Frost—might hold the key to bringing Willi

He was an enemy, and as such I intended to treat him like one. I started to retaliate, even though he didn’t give me many chances to. Xavier was a hardened warrior, and each move he made seemed intentional, economical. There were no wasted jabs and slashes, because with each he ensured that I remained on the defensive. If I were to describe his fighting style, I would call it a flood because of the quick work he was making of me. I felt overwhelmed, and the worst part of it all was that he didn’t even look winded.

ALPHA RYKER When Eileen told me Xaviera had gone to the training gym, the last thing I expected to see was her in active combat, and with none other than Lauren. Lauren was a skilled fighter. Cocky and arrogant, but she fought well. I had feared for Xaviera's safety, and had been a little mad at Caden for allowing her to fight. However, when I saw her fend off all Lauren's attacks like you'd do a noisome insect, I knew she was up to something.

I tell him. “You have wings when you eat Naruto? Fuck that fucker is spoiling you. The first thing I’m going to do when he wakes up is knock him on the head for not making me wings as well. I have been eating popcorn. That fucker has been holding out on me.” he goes on to rant. I’ve come to realize that Axel can rant about just about anything. “I’m going to hop in the shower quick, I’ll be over soon, make sure there is wings and Naruto waiting for me. I want to see what it feels like to watch it the way you do with wings.” He says before hanging up.

she explained walking over to the wooden beam and leaned her shoulder against it. “ I don’t think differently of you. You should have told me, I would have made sure your training was set up accordingly. I actually have a couple of warriors who are half breeds and who can’t shift. They don’t go in first in a war or battle but they are there in the way they choose to be.” I explain to her hoping that helped “ thanks but I don’t need to be reassured on how I’m capable on being useful to the pack” she sighed standing up straight walking down the steps

, I try to give myself a pep talk, just as a yellow tow truck with black logo approaches, it’s lights flashing. Xander I grin to myself as I look at my latest acquisition, the Brabus rocket 900. Another beauty to add to my collection. It's one of only ten cars made in the world and can go from zero to 330km/hr in just 23.9 seconds. This is my life. Fast cars. Fast women. More money than I know what to do with and on most days not a care in the world. I’ve worked hard to be where I am. When I made it big, I took my best friends along for the ride. They are now each CEO's of their own companies but you wouldn’t say looking at them gushing at a car they could each afford on their own. I guess

Xander explained. Crap! Why did Ace tell him? Who else knows?! “Oh.” I said as I looked down. I didn't know what else I could say. “Did he try something?” Xander asked as he motioned towards Gavin. I could practically hear the smirk in his voice. You see, Xander and Damien have been my best friend since we were little and both of them are professional boxers. Xander doesn't really focus on boxing since he is the quarterback of the school's football team. But over the years, these two have trained me a little.