Xander Knight Novels & Stories

"And your height?" "Six feet and a quarter inch." She squinted, clearly calculating his proportions. "College?" "Yes," he said without hesitation. "Wellington Institute of Technology. I majored in Artificial Intelligence." Lena clicked her tongue, her expression practically screaming what a waste. "AI's a big deal these days," she said, her tone slightly snarky. "This is just a side job," Xander said smoothly, throwing me for a loop. Wait, what? He had a solid career and moonlighted as a male model in a nightclub?

The Luna queen calms him down. * * Xander stands in the middle of the training field… He cracks his fingers and brings out his claws. He turns to his fighters… Scanning them… Looking for who's strong enough to fight with him. “You!” He points at a guy. Though the guy is taller than Xander… He's standing at 6ft7 (2.01 meters).. But the moment Xander points at him… his legs starts shaking and fear appears in his eyes. “M-me…?” He stutters.

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

It is Xander. He is the king of Lycans. One of the most powerful men in the world. He ended lives with just a flick of his wrist. He was known for being ruthless. But this same man had smiled and told me I did a good job when I destroyed his room. Then he renovated it. He pops up in his room randomly, which he pretty much gave up for me, just to check up on me. And so far, he hasn’t done anything I didn’t like.

Sharriah said, watching as he frowned immediately at her words, her words might have hurt his ego, "I'm not a little lad, I'm fifteen, eight months, three weeks and six days old, I'm entering sixteen, and in three month, I turn to a full fledged hunter, but I kill rabbits and squirrels and other animals. So! Am not a little lad." The little lad said again, and she was surprised at how fast he spoke, "What's your name then?" Sharriah asked, wondering the kind of names dragons bear, maybe, something ancient, "My name is Xander, who are you, and what do you come here looking for."

"It's good to see you, deifiúr beag." "Back atcha, boy-o! We weren't expecting you until tomorrow." "I thought I'd surprise you. But I seem to have interrupted some sort of festivities. Are you getting ready for a party, then?" "Oh, yeah, about that. There's someone I want you to meet." Kennedy pulled back and held her hand out to a broad-shouldered man, with close-cropped brown hair and a steady gaze. He slid his arm around her shoulders, and she looked up at him with absolute adoration. "Xander, this is my brother from another mother, Flynn. Flynn, Xander Kincaid, my fiancé."

Alpha Kyle's voice drifted into my ears and I couldn't help but shiver. Before I could react, I was taken away and thrown into the dungeon. But then this time, I care less about anything. I was going to escape tonight. I had already decided, I was sure that getting out of the dungeon was going to be a hard thing. Thinking about this, I sat upright as I began to map out a plan. Over the years, I had known the pack like the back of my hand so I had begun formulating a plan. But then my biggest obstacle was how I was going to get out of the dungeon.

"Xander, ~Now that you know the truth… As your savior, I could only wish one thing… … Please, let me go!~ -Hannah"

I opened my mouth to speak, to say something, anything but stopped myself. He wasn’t looking at me. He didn’t want to hear me. “Maybe in my next life,” Xander said, “I will be a footballer.” Chris laughed. “Yeah, man. If you are up for it, we could take a vacation in Rome. Kick a ball around.” Xander shook his head. “We are not going to Rome for fun. This is life and death. My life. I can’t wait to get it back.” he growled. "Even if I have to kill that fucking Mason to get it back, I will."

He said, to which I rolled my eyes. I hissed as I leaned away from him and snorted. “I really thought you had something to say!” “And what makes you think that I do not?” He snapped back, his eyes serious. If I wasn’t planning to believe him earlier, then the look on his face was all the convincing I needed. I rushed out; “What do you mean?” “What I mean is that Xavier has a twin brother, Xander, who is like the prodigal son of the family. The only difference between him and the real prodigal son is that he never returned home and he is a well known brute who hates humans and vampires alike.”