Xander Hector Novels & Stories

She nods, "Of course." "Where's the pond?" Julia's forehead creased, "Why do you want to know?" I started fidging my fingers. I do that a lot when I'm nervous. "Can you keep a secret?" Julia rolls her eyes, "Of course, I can. I'll tell you a secret, and you tell me yours," I nodded. "I'm in love with Xander," I arched my eyebrow, "Who's Xander?" She gave a look that said are you kidding me? "Xander Caputo. The Alpha King," I mouthed an '0'.

He looked like an innocent fresh graduate with a clear and cold temperament. However, his facial features were 70% similar to Eric’s. He looked more related to Eric than Nathaniel, who was Eric’s nephew. Seeing Nicole’s surprised face, Yvette and Julie could not wait to call that man over. “He has nothing to do with Eric Ferguson. His name is Xander, a model who debuted abroad. I met him when I was running a show there. As soon as I saw him, I thought that you’d like him, so I brought him back!”

There is another tattoo on his shoulder, but I can't make out what it is from this far away, His tank top and bag were on the floor. Even from this distance, I see his piercing green eyes flashing at me. My throat runs dry, despite myself. He looks like a Greek god. He smirked at me when he saw me staring at him and turned away to do some pull-ups. Xander Black POV: I usually come to the gym now and then to burn off some anger, but sometimes now and then Ms. bitch ass would be here. I was doing some deadlifts while hearing a playlist but currently playing was "16 Shots" by Stefflon Don it was my favorite song in the playlist called "Tequila Sunrise" it's my all-time go. But when I turned my

Xander Linton? What was he doing here?

My nostrils flared and Xander's eyes darted up to meet mine. "Will's Gamma, Hector, fell sick after he sent his mate away on a hunting trip. She died and so did he after she never came back," Xander explained. "For your own health, go see Sera. We need you strong." I remembered Hector. One of my brother's friends when he was a teenager. They spent a lot of time together, getting into trouble before Hector found his mate. A flicker of remorse went through me. "I'm sorry to hear that."

There was only one person who could fight him easily. A monster who played with shadows and contracts and bodies. He was just like a viper who never did charity. A man who scared every other man into obedience. Xander Sterling. I hated that I knew it but I hated that I needed him even more. But I needed someone strong enough to ruin Miguel, and Xander was the only one I’d seen win every war he entered.

The only thing keeping Alexandro grounded was the relentless pursuit of truth. Before he set sail again to search the eastern waters, he knew he had to learn everything he could. He had a name now—Maeron. A shadow of myth. A phantom whispered of in fear. If he was going to tear through the ocean to retrieve his wife, he needed to know who, or what, he was up against.

He said smiling and that makes me feel better in a lot of ways. "So did you visit Jacob yesterday?" He asked and I nodded. "Yeah, I just want to check on him. Is he okay or not?" "Wow, what a lucky dude." He said sarcastically. "You and him are different, Xander. You know that.." I said and he nodded lightly. "I'm glad about that one now." "That fast?" "So you want me to go back to him?" I hissed and he pouted. "Who is she?" "Christine Correl." I said and Xander turned to me disbelief.

He said, as he dropped her abruptly. They were all very scared because they knew he didn't care who he killed when he was angry. Alex snuck past the hall to visit Ariel. He knew Damien wasn't going to be happy about this, but he didn't care, he had to see her. "Where is she?" He asked the doctor, he came into the room and saw him packing his equipment.

I will be waiting for you at our usual spot. Forever yours, Xander. Xander? My mind immediately goes to the only Xander I know of: Xander Norton, the Eel leader who hates Estermond more than anything. Could it be possible for Grace’s Xander and Xander Norton to be the same man? My hands are shaking. It seems imposible and yet this Xander hated our society and thought Estermond was rotten, that sounds like an Eel to me. I can not believe what I am reading. I take the next photo and read the note written on the back.