X Files Fanfic Novels & Stories

Third Person's Pov Xavier gives a smirk to Suspiria after wearing his pants and tells her wickedly "I enjoy fucking you bitch. Every time you resist and I take you against your will it makes me realise how strong I Am" Suspiria is staring at the ceiling laying naked on the bed without replying anything to him. He spits on her face and she looks at him with tears in her eyes at the humiliation. All she wanted to do was Kill him but before that she wanted to make him go through the pain that she is going through by shoving a hard thing up his ass.

“Red thongs on.” This would definitely drive him mad. Tessy came back before he replied. “So…shall we leave?” I grinned. Xander's message rang just as Tessy bent to take her phone which was beside mine. “I'd love a threesome.” He sent a picture of his erection below the text. Tessy's face lit up. “You still sucking his cock?” “Well… he's good…” I felt a little embarrassed that Tessy was against me sleeping with Professor Xander because he once gave her detention over a little mistake.

His nose wrinkled at the dusty, cluttered space. Maisie pulled back with a small smile. "AlphaXS34, huh?" "Cornhead24," Xavier shot back. I blinked between them. "What?" "Your boyfriend here contacted me on the dark web," Maisie explained. "Cornhead24 was my username. Twenty-four's my age." Xavier crossed his arms. "AlphaXS was perfectly discreet." "Except when you're flirting with a girl twelve years your junior," Maisie teased. "I'm not that old!" Xavier's indignant protest made me flush despite myself. "My parents had a twelve-year age gap—"

Some of his classmates gasped in horror while others laughed doubting the possibility. “Not possible,” Melania frowned. “You can’t be a hundred and thirteen and still look this young. You aren’t Avatar Aang.” Everyone laughed and Xavier was pained seeing the girl he had started to crush on make jokes about him in the critical condition he was in. “Now my third proof,” Brad announced and slashed Xavier’s middle finger with the blade. Everyone turned to watch, not sure of what to expect until it started to flow – ink black blood from the cut on his fingers.

Xander just gave her a faint smile without answering a word. "Is it not allowed?" "Go away. I'm sleepy!" Xevia exclaimed in a snotty tone, but Xander didn't move, as if Xevia's voice was below the average frequency that his sense of hearing couldn't pick up. "Aren't you-" With one swift movement, Xander landed his lips on hers. Cold, Xevia could feel how hard the man's lips were. Xander sucked Xevia's lips lightly, savoring them passionately and darting his tongue out forcefully. Like a buffalo poked in the nose, Xevia somehow just went along with the man's maneuver. He, again, pulled her bottom lip slightly, trying to coax it open with his tongue. His mouth moved across her cheek, over her

he taps the third, a devious smile growing on his face, "is what I bet Xavier is like in bed." "Josh!" My entire face is red now. I pull the books away from him as laughter escapes his lips once again. "Read it and tell me if I'm right. I'll win twenty bucks from Zay if I am!" I throw another pillow at him. He dodges it with his knee. "Okay, okay! It might be okay for you to skip a day of training but unlike your man, my man will kick my ass if I don't go at least part of the day." I nod, looking back at the cover of the books. Two of them have couples embraced in some way, holding the other. One in a kiss while the other is just a passionate hug. The third, however, only depicts a woman. He

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

I look at the two figures beside her. “Hi! I’m Felix. Please call me they/them.” It’s the person who was next to me in the meeting hall. Their grin is huge, and now take a look at their tie-dye t-shirt, capris, and brown sandals. “Xenia,” the girl next to Felix says, with a shy smile. She’s short by werewolf standards. Probably like 5’5’’. She has long brown hair and brown eyes to match, and she’s wearing a cute yellow sundress, paired with black sandals. Oddly, has glasses on.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

If I wasn't evil before then I was the devil now. X smiled widely, “I knew you were fierce, it runs in the family. My name is Xander by the way, you can call me that. And I see the way he is now, acting all changed but don't be fooled, he is a cunning bastard. But in case you waver, I want this document to be a reminder of what he has done” He pulled out a file from his suitcase and passed it to me.