Xander Hawthorne Novels & Stories

And that change was one that ticked my nerves. The moment Hunter had crossed my path, I’d known it, the way his wolf bristled, the way his energy felt… tainted by fear that didn’t belong to him. I didn’t know who was pulling the strings here, but I knew I needed to see it myself. “I know what you’re thinking,” Xavier said, breaking my thoughts. “That we’re the cause of whatever’s happening beyond the borders.” “I didn’t say that.” “But you implied it.”

"Mr. Will, I have another secret to tell you. Hazel’s current boyfriend, the one who caused Damon to get jealous the other day, is Xander Knox. He's not a simple person." Xander had been low-profile since his return, and few knew about his background. Now that the HX branch hadn’t officially launched yet, even fewer knew about the company. "Have you heard of the HX Corp abroad? Xander is the head of that company. You see, Hazel isn’t in a rush right now, it’s because she has everything planned out." Though HX wasn’t fully established in the domestic market yet, Mr. Will, as someone involved in business, was quite familiar with it.

Xander Linton? What was he doing here?

But she was wrong. Xander came home late. He was drunk. His eyes were red, and he was stumbling. When he saw Hazel waiting in the hallway, he glared at her. “Why are you still awake?” he slurred. “Are you waiting for me? Do you think I will look at you? You are ugly. You are nothing.” “I was just… waiting to see if you need anything,” Hazel said softly. “I need you to disappear!” Xander shouted, pushing her against the wall. “I hate seeing your face! It reminds me of everything I lost! You stole my life! You are a thief!”

I inhale a deep breathe only to exhale a grieving sob. I'm never going to see my mama again. A strong hand touches my shoulder. I get such a big fright that I almost fall into the water, but the hands grab my waist, "Be careful!" It's a boy. I look up only to see dark brown eyes. So dark, they look black. "W-who're you?" I hesitantly ask. "I'm Xander, son of Alpha Nightwalker. We came to your mother's funeral." I nod understandingly. "Why are you here?" I asked softly.

I nodded in acknowledgment, appreciating his words. "Do you think it could have been your mate?" he asked, and I shook my head in response. "No," I replied firmly, noticing the confusion on his face. "Hawthorne only wanted Xavier and had no idea who Bella was, so I doubt it would be him. Although Hawthorne is a very selfish man, I doubt he is the kind of man who mercilessly kills kids," I explained. Alpha Riel nodded in silence, absorbing my response. Alpha Riel hesitated for a moment as if carefully choosing his words. Tears welled up in my eyes as I waited for his response.

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?"

his gaze pinned me like a dagger “…bears your hand, Luna Mia.” The chamber erupted. Gasps. Growls. Wolves shifting restlessly, whispers darting like blades. I froze, blood roaring in my ears. “That’s not true,” I managed, my voice trembling despite my effort to sound steady. But before I could say more, another voice smooth, venomous cut through the storm. Xander. He stepped from the crowd with the lazy swagger of a wolf who thought himself untouchable. His dark hair fell across his eyes, a glass of whiskey dangling carelessly in his hand. But his gaze…his gaze burned only for me.

“Wendy, you need to behave yourself tonight.” Patrick spoke with deliberate patience. “Do you remember what I told you about Shawn Xander? He’s the younger son of the Xander family. He’s been abroad for years, outgoing by nature, and he’d be a good match for you. Don’t keep saying you don’t like him. You won’t know until you actually meet.”

I remain there on a large bed, and the door creaks open. “You’re awake.” An unfamiliar voice fills the room as he steps closer. He takes a look at my face like he can’t believe I’m pressed on a damn mattress. “I can’t believe my brother has found his mate.” I scoff. But this mate doesn’t want him. “I’m Xander.” He smiles at me and I eye his sandy blood hair. “I think I should start to bond with my really pretty sister in-law, right?” I choke on my saliva. Cringe.