Xander From Drawn Together Novels & Stories

Nothing helped. The door creaked behind me. I didn’t have to turn to know who it was. Xander. I could feel him before I saw him — that unshakable, commanding presence that always found me. He leaned casually against the doorframe, damp hair clinging to his forehead, his shirt half unbuttoned, revealing just enough to be infuriating. “You look worse than usual,” he drawled, crossing his arms. “Go away.” He didn’t move. “You heard the rumor?”

He cleared his throat and moved closer to me. “The name is Xander. Alexander.” He stretched his hand toward mine. I stared at his fingers and then back at Drew’s face. “You can’t tell me your real name with Drew’s face on and expect me to shake your hand.” “Touche. But you know I can’t do that, that will kill the suspense,” He smiled and leaned back on his chair again, “no one has ever seen my face in years.” “Years, you speak like you have lived for so long,” I pressed and he cracked a smile.

I say. Xander has on a pair of black dress pants and a blue long-sleeved dress shirt. He looks so damn adorable. Looking at him makes me want my own. I freeze as I think this. I am not sure I am ready for that yet but a picture floats through my mind of a little boy with blonde curls and my blue-purple eyes. I shake my head and lead Tia who is holding Xander into the dining room. I introduce her to everyone. I can tell they are all surprised that she has a young pup on her hip. Thankfully Luna Hillary greets her and takes Xander from her. I can tell that she loves the idea of a little one.

Xander spent the entire time with Autumn. He watched cartoons with her, played games, gave her a piggyback and explored the entire mansion. They ate dinner together. Fortunately, the maids had prepared dinner, so he didn't have to order it. He left the plates in the basin after dinner and took Autumn to his room. He showed her Ariadne's belongings. They found Ariadne's old sketchbook and went through it. There were a few jewelry sketches. The designs were beautiful. Xander made a mental note to give it to Ariadne.

“Then what is it?” Xander fiddled with his hair, looking tormented. "Come on, Sir! I am Xander! Xander William!" Xander said tiredly, this time his gaze was fixed on Crystal. “It is not that I want to demean your daughter, but I am too good, almost like a God really, to even enter a contest just for a spoiled brat like her."

It’s heartbreaking to hear and I feel my own tears begin to fall for the pain of those around me. After the service, Xander goes around, hugging family and friends. He introduces me to many people from the other packs, but most of their names went out of my head as quickly as they went in. Finally, he looks at me. “Are you ready to go home?” “Yes.” When we do, I see that Meadow and Tate are up and playing games with Penny and the sprites. “Go upstairs, I’ll be there in a moment,” I tell Xander. He nods and begins walking up the stairs.

She says and she left my room. My plan - shut down the laptop has now changed to plan - know the man on the Internet or men. He Alexander's brother, Xavier. So that is why it is Xavier & Xander. Born to the same father and different mothers. They look cozy laughing together in many pictures. But he didn't laugh like he did to my comma warning. No girlfriends. Of course, a man whore, rebel, don't give a shit about anything, and a ruthless businessman. And there's another pic in which I finally found that earnest laugh. A kid is kissing his cheek while bending his head to reach his height. After a lot of search and reading articles,I found a picture that looked like not that popular. He is doi

A familiar magnetic voice echoed. Following the sound, she saw Xander walking towards them. He was dressed casually, with his hands stuck into his pants. His hair was combed and disheveled making him incredibly attractive. Accompanying him was a shorter man dressed in black. Immediately Val recognized him. He was a divorce lawyer. The best in the business; Andrew Garfield! They crossed paths several times. He was as domineering as Xander. His gruff voice pierced through the silence. " Are you surprised?"

“When have I done that?” Leo laughs lightly. “Your cluelessly while helping is one of your best traits. I’m pretty sure that’s what made Xander be drawn to you.” He gave my shoulder a gentle tap once. “I’ll leave first. See you guys outside.” He says this before heading out to follow Sheen and Sandy. “What were you two talking about?” I was startled when Xander is already behind me, wrapping his arms around me and resting his chin on my shoulder. “He was thanking me for something that I did but I have no recollection of.”

As our energies mingle and merge, I'm hit with a cascade of visions – not of possible futures this time, but of our shared past. I see Xander as a cub, fierce and proud even then. I feel his loneliness, the weight of expectation heavy on his young shoulders. His joy at finding Elara, thinking he'd found his mate. And then... the moment he first saw me. The instant recognition, the pull so strong it terrified him.