Xander Shakadera Novels & Stories

“Let me tell you one thing very clearly, Aidan. Stop thinking about Charles. He is dead. Xander is creating trouble with us because of the humiliation. Go and apologize to him before it is too late.” “Alright. I will go and talk to him.” Aidan turned around and dashed out soon after he finished speaking. In the Voyage Groups… Inside the conference hall… The presentation of a new project was going on. Xander's jade green eyes were firmly focused on the large projector screen. His crescent eyebrows pulled together slightly. His attention was diverted by the sudden appearance of his secretary. The faint light of the conference room could not hide her troubled face and her shaking steps as she a

Justin asked. "That is enough, that's not a nice way to welcome our new students. I know we have three scholarship student and another student who is not on scholarship." The teacher said, removing his glasses. He was a young man with full beards and a short wavy hair. "New students, please introduce yourselves and tell us a little about yourself." "I am Xander Andrews. A straight A student. A web designer, I am extraordinarily creative and competitive. I hate stupid people, and people who think too highly of themselves."

The crowd erupted into applause and howls. Xander and Xavier POV “Our Mates looked so beautiful, even in there simple summer dresses they looked ravishing”, Xander thought to himself. He was so proud of his mates and Kade kept howling in his head when they were crowned. He knew that his little Luna’s were going to crown him and his brother and as soon as they did he and Xavier got down onto one knee.

“Xander, how did the last dose go? You seemed to have done what you said you wouldn’t do.” Xander only stared at the eldest among the brothers before looking away. “I have no choice. I lost sensation from the chest down. They just gave me a remote-controlled wheelchair to help myself. The doses worked for a moment hours after injection. I really want to believe the cure will fix me now.” He settled next to the long couch, closer to Brian. “Dad, I think his name is Brian Hopper, a newbie detective. He’s friends with Janelle, Delta, and Wolfram. Forgive him a bit.”

A man like Xander usually fights until the bitter end and he doesn’t like not winning. Dante stops rubbing my back and pulls out his mobile from his pants. It looks like he is scrolling. “Hi Xander, Dante here. I’m doing a search on a Drake Edwards right now and I’ll forward the name on to my team.” His voice is stern and in command.

Only a valuable person deserves people around him. Andrea cackled, not feeling any ounce of guilt. “I bet you get the message.” “You really should have your head checked. You are losing it.” Asher grumbled, caressing the computer like it belonged to a part of his body. She tilted her head to the side when her eyes caught the image on the screen. She stood up to check it correctly, and a loud gasp escaped her lips. “Xander is the owner of X&J?!” Asher raised his brow. “You know him?”

“I’d rather believe someone thought they’d make it.” Carolina leaned down, close enough to smell the honest funk of his sweat, and marveled at the seeds, small as data points, the kind of thing most would miss or stomp over. “You’ll plant them here?” “I will if you help,” Xander said, and looked up at her, and in that single moment there was no war, no machinery, no Vale, no old betrayals at all.

Controlling my will to cut necks became my challenge at first and now my most achievement. Xander went up the huge stage, clad with his normally high confidence. Maybe because he is appearing a dauntless man that's ready to manipulate everything on his palms without him even trying. I have always wanted to make him feel small sometimes, I want him to experience hopelessness, mockery, slavery, and even poverty. Why is it only me who happened to deal with all of those all at once?

“Yeah, I heard. Ria saw him yesterday; he stopped by while I was sleeping.” I stand up clapping my hands. “Right, how are we doing this? Am I carrying you, are you hobbling out of here, or do you want to ride in a wheelchair?” “I’ll fucking walk out of here.” Xander sits up more and swings his one leg over the bed, the other cut off just above where his knee should be. “Get me a pair of crutches, my love,” His tone immediately softens when he addresses Ria. Who just shakes her head and goes in search of a pair of crutches.

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