Novel & Cerita Xander Knight

"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.

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.

Her mood sunk as she sighed and thanked her boss, waving unenthusiastically as she walked off solemnly. Xander of course kicked and screamed as he was brought back to the palace, but nobody dared interfere as the palace guard who swept Xander off his feet and onto his shoulder like a sack was none other than Gloucester, Xander's only best friend throughout the whole palace and the one knight in the kingdom who has aided the king to obtain countless victories. Hence, why nobody dared speak up even though it seemed like Xander was being abducted in broad daylight.

I was her first, and I'll be damned if I'm not her last. "So that means that you're..." Knight gasps, bringing me back to reality as he takes a step toward me. "I am King Kane Xander, and your mother, Selena, is my mate. I'm pretty sure those facts make me your father." A smile spreads across my lips as I look down at the boy. Our gazes lock as a tear slides down his cheek. "Dad! Dad? Dad! Oh my God, it's really you!" Knight lunges at me and wraps his arms around my leg.

“Then what is it?” Xander fiddled with his hair, looking tormented. "Come on, Sir! I am Xander! Xander William!" Xander said tiredly, this time his gaze was fixed on Crystal. “It is not that I want to demean your daughter, but I am too good, almost like a God really, to even enter a contest just for a spoiled brat like her."

Otherwise, the Smiths would be finished! What sort of man was Xander? He was a criminal overlord of Cansington. He owned many more assets than the Great Four but was murdered easily. The Smiths were nothing close to Xander. “Useless.” He scolded Yoel immediately, “Hurry up and send David back home. Beg for mercy in person and make sure to get Thea’s forgiveness. No, I have to go in person…”

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you."

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

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.

“I’m just intrigued by Zion’s preferences. I mean, I’m sure the height probably came in use for a lot of-” “Did you bring the medication?” Zion cuts him off. I look between them, shaking my head, then I walk over to the table and take a seat. “Yeah, I did. I’m Xander, Zion’s better-looking brother by the way.” If you say so. He looks over at Zion. “And she’s blond. Why did I imagine her as a redhead, maybe the attitude?” Xander continues. “Zion wasn’t wrong, you really don’t shut up.”