Xander Sanders Novels & Stories

I personally didn’t see the fucking difference. Xander had dark brown hair and light brown eyes with flecks of honey. He was tall and muscular but on the leaner side than me. I towered over his 6’ 3” frame by a good 4-5 inches and was much, much wider and more muscular. I was a beast, the sheer size of me intimidating to everyone I have ever encountered. And I liked it that way.

Sarah murmured, her gaze dropping to the ground. Chelsea's expression softened. "This world is wicked, Sarah." She glanced around, ensuring they were alone before continuing. "Lord Xander may be seen as a demon by some, but he saved me from a fate worse than death. My husband was a cruel man, and Xander gave me a second chance, a place here among the Panda Society." "I had no idea," Sarah said, genuine empathy coloring her voice.

That’s how much I hate him right now. “Hold it, asshole!” Xander called out to him, his voice sounding furious and stern. Brian’s had no choice but to halt his movement and turn to face Xander. He leaned on the couch, gazing at Brian condescendingly, making him look like a child who was called into the principal's office.

I miss you badly. Sincerely, Your Xander.

Xander I'm early. I always am. In business it has proven to give me the edge. It’s one of the reasons I hold multiple investments and businesses and the reason I’m a billionaire at twenty-seven. I'm never flustered because I am always prepared. I wasn’t born into money. Everything I have, I've worked damn hard for, that’s why now, I play as hard as I work. I've earned it.

He won't want to mention names to avoid being kicked out of the table. Instead, he stretched his arms out to the vain man in front of him, still searching for what his sister saw in him anyway, and with a satisfied smirk watch the awe in his eyes at the gesture. "I'm the Xavier Salvador. Nice to meet you," Brian met his shake enthusiastically while Melissa watched the exchange with a sardonic smile.

Greyson “Oh, yes, Sir, I’m flexible. I take yoga classes. It really helps with my flexibility.” She ran an unnervingly long red talon up her smooth, orange leg, thrusting her cosmetically enhanced tits out and continued waffling about yoga. It’s not what I had in mind when I asked if she was flexible after explaining the position involved occasional travel. Ever since I agreed to that damn interview for a vacuous gossip rag, money grabbing harlots like the one toying with her scrawny legs in my office plagued my life. I should have guessed they'd infiltrate my professional life when Mabel announced her intention to retire. And I should've known better than to mention my deep craving for a re

Freya left to go to the bathroom while I waited in line. I watched as Xander leaned on the counter, animatedly talking to the customers. He was always the social type, and confidence oozed from him. It made people flock to be around him. He was a natural born leader. That was why he was going to do great with majoring in political science. His dream was to be a senator. I would totally vote for him. I stepped up to the counter when it was my turn and flashed him my signature flirty smile. “You look good, Emma,” Xander said, admiring the black dress with obvious lust in his eyes.

He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimaldi” Nathan nodded, shaking the man’s hand. The two of us made sure to keep ourselves under control so as not to raise the vampire’s suspicion. Alexander’s eyes were fixed on me for a few seconds before looking at Nathan and taking a step back as he removed his hand “your wife looks like someone that I used to know, a person that was very close to me” “I take it that she was a good friend?” Nathan asked. Alexander smiled and shook his head. “A lover, at least, I liked to consider her that” he said, nodding at me “it was a pleasure meeting