Xavier Costa Novels & Stories

"Ahhhhh! Serena, did you see it?! Celia’s crush is actually Xavier!" ***

“About the nutcase lady, she is the reason why I request your presence.” “Who is she?” “She is the daughter of Alpha Atlas. The Alpha of the CageMoon Pack. Aunt said the nutcase is betrothed to me ever since I was a boy. And I had no fucking idea about it.” “Hold on, Leo…… you are fucking joking, right?” “Did you see me in any costume? I’m dead serious, Man,” I pushed myself up from the couch, and made my way to the mini-bar in my office. I pulled out a bottle of whiskey, stretched it in the direction of Max. “Do you care for any?”

"We are slowly approaching the checkpoint, but there is something I would like each and everyone of you to remember. This is not a joke, it's not a stage play. Whatever happens tonight would be as real as it gets, and it would be an evidence of how hard we have worked to bring these tyrants down. I believe that we can do this, so are you ready?" "Yes, sir!" Their voices echoed from his speaker. Xavier smiled to himself. It didn't matter if he did not catch the boss tonight. As long as he could get one of their workers, he was sure that he would be able to get substantial information on the people who sat at the helm of affairs in the organization. Xavier had not always been passionate about

"That you were obsessed with Backstreet Boys in eighth grade. I know the street address of your first boyfriend, your niece's name, your roommate's phone number." He drew back suddenly. I shrank under his calculative gaze. I felt so…naked. "I have record of each breath you've ever taken, Bella." "Stalker." I stated. He snorted, before placing his hand on his chest, over his heart, and faked a painful moan. "Oh Bella," He mocked, "That hurt." So, Mariano Rivera was capable of sarcasm. I glared at him. "Do you…know everything?"

as Xavier's Shamma. Great start? Yes? No? Comments!

They didn't add that the pack and nest were evil in the news, though. Oh, and if you're wondering, I do go to school. My name is David walker. My last name was fake. Of course, it's after Allice. And in the supernatural world, they don't know my name. They call me Xavier, the Black death. And if they knew, I wouldn't have been in school. In their eyes, I'm just a typical teenager that doesn't have a single clue about supernatural creatures.

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

Never given the chance to come into her own, Celeste becomes glad to find a pack in which she can be a normal wolf, for a change Xavier: He/Him: Loving, strong-of-mind, and protective, Xavier has always wanted a mate to complete his feeling of family. Already with a strong love for his family, of blood relation or not, Xavier is willing to do anything to help his family stay safe and grow as individuals or as a whole. Worldly in a way of exploration, Xavier carries a brain of vast knowledge that always strives to know or see more

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”