X Men First Class Charles Xavier Novels & Stories

Some just looked up at the ceiling in blank stupor, as if they had already swallowed it. Something twisted painfully in Xander’s stomach. This wasn’t what strength looked like. This wasn’t what his pack was supposed to be. He was quickly approached by a senior healer who seemed to have been sufficiently exhausted from lack of sleep that her posture was stooped, and her eyes downcast. “Alpha,” the man greeted quietly, his voice hoarse but respectful. “Report,” responded Xander immediately, his expression paying no attention to the scowl that had come to his face as he tried to make himself into the commander.

"Then let me take care of it. I'll need some more of your information. Tell your mom to send it." Valentina nodded. Xavier immersed himself in her file that gave Valentina liberty to study his face. His stoic, handsome face was to die for. No one could deny the charm and the aura he radiated. His eyes are always blank even though he tries to cover them up with fake emotions. The things grandpa Night told to Valentina, she seems to recall them all. Who could say a strong guy like him went through all those traumatic events? With determination, Valentina made a promise to herself.

Mitch staggered, and his back went flying into the smashed car. The naked man went down on all fours. Mitch was watching in awe. He had red hair, piercing, cold green eyes, and he had a scar on his face, starting under his left eye and ended right above his top lip. The cracking of bones permeated the quiet atmosphere as the man started to transform. “Mitch, we need to transform, we won't stand a chance against him in human form.” Gus said and Mitch took a deep breath, then his bones started to crack too. “That's it. Your healing has already kicked in.”

*** By the time I get home, I feel like I’ve been dragged through hell. My shoulders ache, my feet throb, and my head is so full of regret that it feels like a second heartbeat behind my eyes. I push open the apartment door, exhaling sharply as I step inside— And freeze. Because Xavier is sitting on the couch. Our mismatched, secondhand, falling-apart-at-the-seams couch. In a tailored suit that I'm sure costs more than my entire existence. The moment he sees me, he stands. And then, in a voice so quiet it barely makes it past the space between us, he whispers—

"I've been here for a couple of days, listen there is no need for you to doubt my words. If I haven't made a violation on the road then you can leave, the moment the guards of the Xaviers accepted me means I am not lying." His eyes were on me with a slightly raised of his brow his lips curved in a wry smile. "It's my job to see things thoroughly. And since I am already here, it's better if we just wait for Mister Xavier." There was a hint of finality in his words that I couldn't argue, a sigh escaped my lips. Yes, he is good-looking looking bad it's too bad that he is human. No matter how strong, humans don't get a chance to fight wolves whether they are from special forces, only they can be

His eyes, cold like ice, always observe people with such harshness that it seems like he deems everyone beneath him. 'You're channeling your thoughts to every pack member nearby right now, and you're lucky that we are the only ones in this class,' Xavier smiles then, but it's too tame to belong on his evil face. He is up to no good. His eyes are calculating, soulless. 'And about your other question—make me.' I ball my hands into fists, holding back a scream. 'You-... You make me so frustrated!'

CRYTSAL'S POV "Crystal, here's your new personal bodyguard, Martin," Xavier announced as he gestured towards a tall man clad in silver armour. His chestnut hair laced with some white strands framed his oblong face. There was a sparkle in his eyes as he extended his hand. "Hello, my lady, It's a pleasure to serve and protect you. I swear on my life to protect you." He declared stoutly. He didn't look bad, but hell, he was taller than Xavier. This was the first time I would see anyone taller than Xavier.

xander All I see now is red. Xavier is in control; he's howling ferociously. He flies into a psychotic rage, blinded by revenge for his wife's and children's deaths. He pawed the ground, ready to rip the enemy apart. He's thirsty for blood. Fueled by anger, his wolf enters a violent, animalistic state of bloodlust. No one can stop his desire to kill. Xavie is now in a state largely beyond rational thought.

Xavier POV I open my eyes and try to move my body but i cringe because it's like my body was being beaten of thousand people . A door open and I saw Leslie coming towards me. I frown while I stare at her. How the hell she knew I am in the hospital. This girl is so obsessed of me and Archer. She's our fuck buddy when we don't have time to go to club instead we call her to each house. She kissed me and I try to push her but I don't have enough strength so i just leave her be. But a fake cough disturb her from taking advantage of me

His eyes darted over my face for a few seconds before he spoke. "It seems like I have seen you before" he blinked and shook his head trying to memorize the day he saw me. When Xaphan showed me his picture I recognized him. He once attended my show along with Lucifer and I am sure Lucifer must have told him about his interest in me. This is the reason why I wasn't removing my mask but now I let him take it off because he isn't in his full senses. Neither he will be able to recognize me nor he will remember my face by the time sun will rise!