Xander Wilde Gotham Novels & Stories

“You know your family?“ Once it was let out of her lips, she felt it was a stupid question to ask. Xander smiled, his eyes resting in nothing particular as he reflected but she noticed a sad undertone within his eyes. “I have an Aunt and a sister but they are not currently with me. Raven is my little gothic angel, the reason why her clothes are all black, her hair and make-up dark.“ “Would love to meet them someday, who knows they might be less snobbish than you.“ She twitched her eyes at him. He reached out for her cheeks and pinched them slightly, her face instantly expressing her displeasure. “Ow, why did you do that?“She frowned at him, nursing her sore left cheek. “For someone who survi

But she blessed Garren and I with our beautiful son, Xander. Xander's name means - Defender / Warrior. We chose the name, knowing he would be a man of honor. A man who would protect those he loved with his all. Xander is a full-blood werewolf. He is our gift only for this cycle. As a witch, my magic could only be passed to a daughter anyway. Xander was only part of our werewolf world, and we’ve taken every second with him as the gift it is. Xander stole our hearts, his soul was pure, and his smile could light up any cloudy day.

As soon as he grips the snout, he yanks it to the right, hearing the sickening crack as he breaks its neck. He rolls left, extending his claws and piercing through the underside of the next wolves jaw. He pulls down and out, tearing through the wolf's throat before jumping to his feet and running toward the next enemy. Xander attacks in wolf form, quickly tearing through his enemies as he stays near his mate. Making sure she's safe as she uses her magic. .... Xavier and Damien push themselves faster as they head more toward the Northwest. Xavier desperately trying to reach one of his lead warriors, Timothy.

"You look like a man guarding a secret, Silas. Or a grave." The voice was a low-frequency vibration that rattled the crystal decanters on the sideboard. Silas turned slowly. Xander stood in the center of the room. At fifty-two, the Titan of the Faded Moon didn't look a day over thirty, his immortality preserved by the very blood he now demanded be passed on. He wore a charcoal suit that looked like armor, his white-blond hair swept back from a face carved with the calm of a myth. His golden eyes, shimmering like liquid fire, swept over the room before landing on the girl huddled on the piano bench.

he said, his voice steely. “But you promised Luke—” “Luke’s dead!” Xander shouted, his voice breaking with pain. He crouched down, meeting Lilian’s terrified gaze. “Make any unnecessary noise, and my friends here will shut you up permanently. Understand?” Lilian nodded frantically. Xander pulled off her gag, his touch surprisingly gentle. “Now, tell me, dear... Who’s your accomplice? You’re not part of the Rivera Group. Someone on the inside had to help you,” he said, stroking her face.

None of the blood belonged to him. “Can you stay here a minute?” Ethan asked. “I need to grab clothes for him. Or will you come with me? Are you fine with walking?” “Go!” I shooed my brother away. “I’m fine. There’s a fierce wolf right here so there’s nothing to be afraid of.” “I’ll be back in a minute.” He seemed reluctant to go as he squeezed my hand and broke into a sprint. The minute he was out of earshot, the black wolf shifted into its human form and I was left staring at a very bloody, very naked Xander.

xander said. " Well all crossdressers are crazy. you did better not cross their path." Henry said. " But this one is going to pay for his rudeness." Xander said. " Well I have said my own, good night." Harry said before going out of the room. xander was about to go to sleep when he saw bella phone call, he just ignored it and went to bed. << crimson residence>> Clyde woke up before going to take his bath, after he finished dressing. he woke Lilith up.

xander Later in the night, Gina's voice wakes me up; she is tossing and whimpering. "Mummy, daddy, nooooo!" she cried out. "Gina, baby, wake up. You're having a nightmare." I nudged her. She opened her eyes; tears were streaming down her face, and her body was shaking like a leaf. I pulled her into my arms, patting her hair and whispering a sweet word in her ears, calming her. "Baby, what is it? What is this nightmare about? She looked at me with teary eyes. "Xander, I think I know who is behind my parents' deaths"

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