Xander From Drawn Together Novels & Stories

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.

I'll have to think a lot over what he said. I didn't do anything after I reached home. We have each other's number, but we don't text. I wanted to ask him about what he said and why. But it was useless. If he wants to lie, he'll lie. What can I do? I can only see that tomorrow, I'll read his face expressions. I'm an observer, right!? INTRODUCING - Xander Name : Xander Smith Age : 18 years Father : Robert Smith Mother : Lily Smith

“But please, Xander, talk to me. Whatever's bothering you, we can face it together.” He sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping in defeat. “It's just… things are complicated right now,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “I don't want to burden you with my problems.” I shook my head, refusing to let him push me away. “You're not burdening me, Xander,” I insisted, my voice firm with determination. “We're partners, remember? We're in this together, regardless of what.” A flicker of emotion crossed his features, and for a moment, I saw the vulnerability hidden beneath his Stoic exterior. “I know,” he murmured, pulling me into his embrace. “I just… I don't know how to fix it.”

His father, Nicodemus Robert Saint, was a highly respected business man in Harlowe who owned half the town's properties, and it's been said he had ties to the mafia and had the police, government officials, and the town's people all in his pocket, although no one knows for sure but Xander uses his father's power to influence people. Xander is the heartthrob of campus with his dark wavy brown hair, emerald green eyes that hint mischief, strong, broad shoulders, a chiseled jawline that could cut you, and a sculpted eight-pack abs which shows through the tight-fitting uniform shirts he wears with a 'V' indent that leads downward. I have seen him with his shirt off plenty of times at Nate's. Aft

If that would happen, I can't imagine what the next scenarios will be. But to my surprise, he reached out to my hand, interlock it with his, and drag me to his side. I was not understanding anything until he spoke titling his head since I am now on his left side. "I am fetching you, what else?" He then looked at my friends and I was even more confounded when he draw a smile and extended his hand towards them offering a handshake, first to Leia. "I am Xander Evans, her fiance. Nice to meet you," and now the crowd started to gossip louder than ever.

I paused, letting my words sink in, “And when Rhea Thorne asks me to do something, I listen. She’s not one to waste her words on a lost cause.” Xander looked away, his gaze falling on his hands, which were picking at the bedsheets. He was quiet for a long moment, the previous anger and frustration replaced by something akin to deep thought. The news report about DRIT played on the silent TV screen, a constant reminder of the power struggle going on outside these walls. “So, you’re saying… she believes in me?” He finally murmured, his voice barely audible.

Xander lifted that bimbo off his lap, rushed to the stranger behind me, and did a brotherly hug and ruffled the stranger's hair. Drake and Xander had similar features but drake was slightly shorter than Xander about 6'3 probably. He had strong grey eyes unlike Xander's ocean blue eyes, other than that they had features similar to each other. They both had blemish-free radiant skin that had a healthy glow to it. Both had lean built and strong aura around them. They both were incredibly handsome, there was no doubt in it. After their little gesture, Xander took a seat opposite me near Tyra. And Drake took a seat beside me.

Oh God what have I done? Xander is the best thing that has happened to me. How could I have screwed this up so badly? I have to make this right. I grab my phone and dial Xander’s cellphone number. As the phone rings in my ear, I hear Xanders ringtone and turn to see his cellphone charging on the side table. He didn’t take his phone with him.

Ivanna knew there was no going back, she was doomed. But she also knew he wasn't gonna kill her when he already knew her originality. But the young master Xander is erratic. Ivanna carefully turned around, her fingers squeezing tight to the scared Sarah. They were both doomed. "Young Master Xander," They both bent their heads, Ivanna out of confusion. Her shaky fingers weren't hidden from the young master's eyes, causing his smirk to grow further.

His skin is golden from the sun, and he has a six-pack that makes me drool. Then our eyes meet, and of course, I’m shocked. I climb to my feet, and tears of happiness spill over my cheeks. The corner of Xander’s mouth lifts in a hot grin. ‘I’ve looked everywhere for you.’ ‘You found us.’ We run into each other arms…crap, no, wait. I scoop up Vincent and then run toward Xander. He embraces us in his strong arms, promising never to leave us again. I let out a huff, and punching my pillow, I scowl at the darkness.