Xavi Drawing Singer Novels & Stories

A melodious sound of Sarangi (similar to a violin) started resonating in the hall. “Let’s go on a date on the bank of a river Girl, you’re so hot that I got a fever.” Xavier sang as he winked at me. My cheeks went scarlet. The wolves behind him cheered whereas girls beside me giggled. “You are looking handsome in that leather But I heard you change girl faster than a weather” I fired back. It was a lie. Xavier narrowed his eyes at me playfully. “Say yes girl, I won’t gift you betrayal For you love, I’ll stop being a player” Xavier sang again.

One thing Xavier was so damn sure of was that he was never going to let her taste alcohol. Adriana walked onto a pretty high singing platform in the bar and held onto the microphone. "Adriana" Xavier called and she grinned at him from up there. When will she become sober? Xavier asked himself. "Adriana, this is enough. Get back your senses" whix said to Adriana but Adriana looked around. "Who is speaking in my head?" "I can fly, I can fly" she sang flicking her hair here and there. "I can fly, I can fly" she continued singing and walked towards the edge of the platform.

Caiden was silently watching nearby so she could only guess that events were currently going smoothly. “...Thank you for your help. I will get going now.” “Did you draw those sketches?” Xavier asked. Clara looked at him sharply. Things were slotting into place. Xavier had a distant look in his eyes. Caiden had told her to adopt her older style of sketching and her natural hair colour. Xavier had seen her sketches before and knew Clara as a brunette. Xavier had to be thinking of Clara right now. “I did draw them. They’re quite rushed though.”

he lied and I laughed. "Your lying," "Fine but she's the only artist you have that I know," he replied amused. "What artist do you to listen to then?" "Pink Sweat$" "Who?" I asked and he smiled. "Am I about to introduce you to your new favorite artist," "Your confidence amuses me Xavier Persons," I said and he got up walking over to the stereo his muscles flexing, his pants hanging loosely on his waist without the support of his belt. I heard the sweet sound of music playing through the speakers and he turned smiling walking over to me, kissing my cheek.

The man I once loved wasn’t there. The man sitting in front of me just wanted what I could give him. He wanted what belonged to me. ‘’Then make me sign it. I dare you.” My lips turned into a smile, making Xavier glance at his mother briefly before turning to me. He looks like he has seen a ghost. “Whatever tricks you’ve got up your sleeve, I have means to get you to sing them.” He sneered, leaning over the table as I chuckled softly, looking into his eyes.

:⁠-⁠$ Xavier what are you about to do with your Angel? ser feliz 🌹

as Xavier's Shamma. Thank you guys and much love❤

Xavier leaned against the doorpost, arms crossed over his chest, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he observed Selena's subtle reactions—the slight flaring of her nostrils, the barely perceptible tension in her shoulders. "You know, Selena," Xavier said conversationally, "Santiago here is something of an artist. He says pain is like music—it has rhythm, tempo, crescendos. I've always found that... poetic." Santiago finished arranging his tools, each placed with professional precision. He turned to Selena, his eyes empty and cold—the eyes of a man who had long ago lost any connection to human empathy. His lips curved upward in what should've been a smile, though it never reached tho

Hutton scoffed, giving a bit of space between us on the chair we sat on. Just then, a male teacher walked in and began to teach, but I couldn't hear a single word as my gaze rested on Xander. He still looked so handsome and smoking hot, but his expression was just like that of a devil... He was void of emotions; he never smiled for a second. I looked around him and noticed he was sitting all alone with no one around him. The teacher didn't care to ask him any questions, even when he buried his head in the desk.

Xavier replied with a smirk as he began rolling up his sleeves up his elbows all the while maintaining eye contact with Halle. It was suddenly too hot for her too handle. Halle cleared her throat and tried to clear her mind as well. “I’d almost forgotten how much of a narcissist you are,” She muttered under her heavy breaths. She heard him laugh, it was such a beautiful sound she couldn’t help but lift her head and stare. There were two dents in his cheeks and his eyes twinkled with delight. It made her lips curl and her heart full, seeing him like that. Soon, a waiter came to take their orders and Halle let Xavier handle it seeing as he had been there already before.