Xander From Drawn Together Novels & Stories

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.

“I…” Xander pushes past him before he could get any more words out. His gait showed he was mad, but deep down, I knew he was going to be in a worse condition by the time he'd read whatever Xavier had for him. I counted to fifty, and after inhaling and exhaling for the umpteenth time, I finally summoned courage to go after Xander. I met him in the foyer, his lips quivering with a letter in hand. Did Xavier send just one letter for the both of us?

Xander… He was there, right next to me, on his feet now, bloodied but determined. His eyes were wide, his chest heaving, but there was a fire in his gaze that matched my own. We were a force.. together. His presence was like a tether, pulling me back when the power inside me threatened to take over. We were partners in this fight, our bond stronger than ever. "I’ve got your back," Xander said, his voice steady, despite the chaos around us. His words weren’t just reassurance; they were a promise. And it made me feel invincible.

Kristen stood beside him, offering suggestions, her face composed and professional. A strange ache filled my chest. They looked… united. I swallowed and forced myself to look away. “Lena.” My name rolled from Xander’s voice, deep and steady. I turned to face him fully. “Xander,” I replied softly. He walked closer, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made my skin warm. For a second, neither of us spoke. There was tension in the silence, heavy with everything left unsaid. “I hope you are good,” he finally said.

A long wooden table covered in maps and tactical pawns dominates the room. Six men sit or stand at various points along the table. My Goddess-damned mind will only focus on one. At the far end of the table from his father, Xander looks up as we walk in. His auburn hair is braided back away from his face like all Tansy Beach men, revealing sharp cheekbones and lips I have held between my teeth. Vividly red lips. Far redder than I remember. In fact, he looks pale, like he’s spent every second of these last three weeks inside without sleeping.

He just asked his person investigator to find out everything about the Woods and about each and every person on that family just because he likes to be kept updated. "A woman like you could never satisfy me. Also, do not ever even think of insulting my wife or try to take her name from this filthy mouth of yours. Or you don't want to know what I'll do." Saying this, he walked away towards his peace, his rose. Xander was never a gentleman. He didn't care about anyone except his mother and grandpa until his Triantáfyllo came along. And when it comes to destroying people's lives, he did it happily. And he would do the same or even ten times worse to anyone who hurt his Triantáfyllo.

"Josie, it's me." One day, I received an international call from Xander. He sounded a little hoarse. "I don't have much time, so I'll be quick. "I know I've broken your heart, and I don't blame you for having all that scandalous information, but I'm really sure of my heart. I really do love you. "You might've seen the news. I'm abroad right now, but I have a lot of money. Come and find me, why don't you? We can find a place to hide, in our own little paradise. We can live together.

As they cheered happily, my eyes went over to Connor's locker to see him staring back at me. Instantly, I remembered what he said, "I'm always with you even when you don't think I am." I smiled. He secretly returned my smile right before walking off with Kara and his brothers. Please leave a comment on your thoughts about the story so far. Comments help authors' works become discovered by more readers like you. Thank you.