X Men First Class Charles Xavier Novels & Stories

Mr Xavier growls, annoyance visible on his face. Why does he suddenly looks angry? Is he bipolar? "Just after I finish eating." "No, you leave now." He orders. "Freak." I mutter under my breath, packing up. Heading for the door. "I heard that." He calls from behind me. "And also behaviors like this will not be tolerated ny me. Anything I find disrespectful will lead to a deduction in your monthly payment." What the chocolate? "You can't do that" I whip around to face him. "It's in the contract." He states. "So you better put a leach on that tongue of yours, more appreciated if you also learn some manners too."

Xavion was burning in savage fury, and as his eyes met Charlies, he barked with the authority of a man who was not to be crossed, “I told you to open the door just now! Why didn’t you open it?!” Charlie said in exasperation, “I don’t even know you. How would I know who you are? I don’t believe in anyone but the police in such an emergency!” Xavion said menacingly, “I am Xavion Fox from the Fox family! Have you ever heard of my name?”

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

To watch her making the first move. After Xavier's call, his inner beast wanted nothing more than to destroy everything. Even the mere thought of happening anything to his Fiore burnt him. There was no comparison between the heights of hate and resentment that grew in him for Xavier. That very moment he knew Xavier has started thinking of himself as more than just a human. He needs to be taught a lesson and for that reason, he got a call from Sinister who wanted to meet him. Rafael already knew what Sinister is going to say and Rafael already made up his mind.

I long for a reprieve, a haven of serenity where I might find refuge. The injured cat approached me with caution, its eyes reflecting the anguish and vulnerability it had experienced. My heart went out to the unfortunate cat, its wounds a chilling reminder of the violence that prevailed in this world. Xavier's words pierced the darkness, jolting me back to consciousness. "Gwen? Where have you gone?" He yelled, his tone tinged with an odd blend of power and worry. The injured cat raced over to a younger version of Xavier, seeking solace. He placed a blanket on the ground, revealing that Xavier was the feline companion's owner. The cat's scars betrayed the violence he was capable of, making me

Nemesis’s Point of View. Xavier had requested a personal interview with me, hoping that it would trigger some of my lost memories. Despite his vague explanation, I agreed to the meeting, eager to maintain a peaceful atmosphere and to demonstrate my willingness to cooperate. Xavier briefly shared fragments of his past, speaking of his first mate, wife, lover, and their tragic demise. His words resonated with me, and I appreciated his openness, not to mention the incredible pleasure he had given me the previous night. Uncertainty clouded our connection, and I wasn’t entirely certain about the nature of our relationship beyond being mates. In fact, I wasn’t even sure what being mates truly mean

Ray rants, "I've always been considered the slightly Frankensian version of Xavier. At the bachelor auction, I was always second to Xavier. Even talent-wise, I lack talent, just shy of him. Our looks are identical except for my ugly scar and messy hair. "Are you twins?" I ask softly, looking into the angry eyes I know so well. They remind me of just a few hours ago, when Xavier first looked at me with a mixture of fury, pain, and desperation. "Yes," he smiled briefly, "Xavier was the oldest by three minutes."

Loretta said, and Xavier growled, not quite happy that his man would do these, "You won't dare punish him, would you" She said, looking at him, apprehensive, "I have something I have to tell you, go inform Damien, and Manicia, i have something to tell you all" He said, walking out from the room, it was time he destroy the reins and his master, forever, before Makeficient frees himself, as he walked to the meeting room, his eyes changed colors, a long light emerged from his eyes, scanning through the room, to check if there was any one listening to him, when he speaks to his siblings, just then, something beeped in his pocket, it was his tablet, as he checked who was calling him, he found out

Benette assured her as he helped her up. “Go to the medic’s tent and rest for a while,” the dean told the student. The class were too relieved to notice the bloody hole on the back of her uniform. “Hmm, very impressive,” Mordecai said beside his opponent. “That makes us tied at one-all.” There was another bang and a shout of pain. “Or not!” Mordecai exclaimed while rushing for the next patient. Meanwhile, Johan has been feeling very strange as he fought with Xander. “As expected of Prince Alexander! He’s such a very powerful fire mage!” cheered their classmates.

"Is Rain bothering us again?" I freeze at the words. I thought I would be able to escape the son of a bitch, bless his poor mother. The three amigos are Xavier Bishop at the top of the hierarchy, Camden Casey then Derrick Donahue but you'd never guess it with the way Xavier hangs back and lets the rest do all the work. They're handsome, smart, and athletic - even though Camden is the only one who can make a profession out of it - and rich. How are high schoolers expected not to crown them the lords of the school?