Xander From Drawn Together Novels & Stories

he said as tickled me a little. “Jeez, stop that Xander, I'm trying to sleep,” I voiced out as I laughed out loud. “Yeah, right, you are,” he responded sarcastically as he lifted me up and then laid me gently on the bed. “Well then I need to settle some things in the orphanage, so get a good rest my little princess,” he said as kissed my forehead and left. Xander Darkwood, a marriage due to a peace treaty, a man I'm to spy on and discover his darkest secret so as to have revenge on what he has done to my family.

She's the same age as Y and Z. Xander sat beside me and I gave him a nod. He is uncle Raze's eldest son and we share the same interest - reading books. He looked at me and I opened my palm towards him, "Where's my gift?" I teased and he raised his eyebrows. He's literally the younger version of uncle Raze, only with a longer hair.

Matteo leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest, the deadpanned look still on his face, “And how do you propose we go about finding a man who by all other knowledge was declared dead?” Xander’s lip curled up distastefully, “Do I look like some low life gangbanger to you?” He scoffed, “I’m the Don of the fucking Mafia.” He leaned back in his chair with an arrogant smirk on his lips. Xander’s confidence sparked something in Lorenzo, “I’m listening.” “Alright then…” Xander leaned forward and began explaining the plan to them. *** “Hey you.” Xander’s arms encircled Serenity’s waist as he came up behind her and dropped his chin on her shoulder to peek into the pot over her sho

He looked like a serious type, a husband material aura. “Xander Xouliva.” I looked up at him since he was sitting beside me and he winked at me. “Call me ‘yours’.” he whispered in my ear and I laughed hard. Oh, yeah. That sounds nice but old, still entertaining though. Xander’s body screams that he always work out, he looks tough and hard all over but not too overwhelming. He is cheerful, easy-going, a good companion to be with. He kept entertaining me since I sat here, and he looked handsome, flirtatiously handsome.

Cara asks. Xander stands upright, "No, it will be boring." "I'll pretend to understand what you are saying while you rub my feet," Cara says wiggling her cute swollen feet. "How about you tell me about your day and I rub your feet?" Xander says removing his suit. He joins her on the couch and places her feet on his lap. "I helped Xavier shoot an audition tape then he shot an audition tape for me." "Really? I will like to see it." Xander smiles.

A man like Xander usually fights until the bitter end and he doesn’t like not winning. Dante stops rubbing my back and pulls out his mobile from his pants. It looks like he is scrolling. “Hi Xander, Dante here. I’m doing a search on a Drake Edwards right now and I’ll forward the name on to my team.” His voice is stern and in command.

I’m startled while I’m sprinkling some paprika on the edges of the plate and over the omelettes. “Who the hell is Drew, and why you got teardrops on your guitar?” Xander asks me with a raised brow and a very serious expression. Resting his one hand on the counter, peering down at me. Wearing only his spiderman boxers. “Timika your eleven, who is this, Drew? I will beat his ass! What’s going on here?” he says. Clearly upset, his brows in a deep frown. I am completely taken back.

Xander ran up to me excitedly and pulled me in for a hug, twirling me around in excitement. “Come on, Xan, we still need to find something before we can celebrate.” I told him amid giggles and excited cheers as everyone celebrated this little success we just had. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Alex tapping on his phone screen and I wondered if he was warning Vinnie that we were on their trail. Why am I the only one seeing this guy's weird behavior?

Inside, Stacie fumed at Xander but she knew she had to watch her tongue. “What the hell is going on, Xander? What was that all about? Why did you freeze?” Xander didn’t want to tell her he knew she would keep bitching about it if he didn’t. “She’s my mate, Stacie. The girl is my mate.” Stacie froze, just as he expected her to. She couldn’t believe she finally found his mate after all these years and it was because of her. She had helped him find his mate. There wasn't way she was going to let her take Xander away from her. Not after all these years of hard work and trying to keep Xander to herself.

Yet, as the dream hung in the balance, a new figure emerged on the periphery of the moonlit clearing: Xander, the former Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, and also Chastity's mate. In a surge of determination, Xander leaped into the dream, his presence a testament to the unbreakable bond that tethered him to Chastity. The trio—Dylan, Chastity, and Xander—standlocked in a tableau of destiny, the threads of the dream weaving a tapestry that transcended the boundaries of the subconscious.