Xavier Renegade Angel Novels & Stories

Angelina, on the other hand, voiced her displeasure at the fact that Xavier and Arianna were required to wait for her despite the fact that she was running behind schedule. Xavier, Angelina’s companion, was a member of the Black Swan Pack, which he belonged to and was a part of. He felt compelled to look even further into his friend’s actions after learning that Angelina had feelings for Kivvi. This was because Angelina had developed feelings for Kivvi.

Give it a few more months and he's gonna cost the school shrink their job. "Angelo Giansson" "Present." She was reminded of Xavier's unbecoming reaction earlier. 'Lemon, what does that mean? Did Khai's scent stick to me?' "Edward Kjiellberg" "Present." She sniffs the hems of her sweatshirt, 'Holy crap, it did.' "Ashleigh Marie Nordin" "Present." Great, now she has to make sure Khai and Xavier never cross paths. Not that she had any plans of introducing them to each other in the first place, but still.

Hailey clenched her fists tightly, angry not only at Xavier but now at Abria's failure to respond with strength. "Tch, Hailey Andreev isn't here, so there's no need to pretend like you don't want to go through with this. You're new to the business, and I think you should take such shortcuts to achieve what Hailey Andreev has," Xavier said, a smirk evident in his voice. Hailey had heard enough. Her heart pounded with fury. How dare he? The fact that such filth was being spoken in her office, and Abria was just sitting there, pushed her over the edge.

I asked gently. He went quiet. Instant regret washed over me. “I’m sorry,” I said hurriedly. “You don’t have to answer that. I shouldn’t have asked.” He sighed. “It’s all right,” he said finally. “Perhaps you deserve to know.” He leaned back slightly. “She’s been that way since birth,” he said. “She hasn’t spoken a word since the day I met her.” Pain threaded through his voice, deep and raw. I swallowed hard. And in that moment, I understood something clearly, Angel wasn’t just a responsibility to him. She was his greatest wound.

She’d been obsessed with Vincent for years. And me? I wasn’t like Vincent. I wasn’t reckless enough to betray the Council outright. I believed in rules. In consequences. Angel was a sinner’s daughter, which alone sealed her fate. It was never a question of if. Only when. The Council assigned her to me like livestock marked for auction. The man meant to strip her down and prepare her for sale. Like a calf fattened slowly before the blade ever touched its throat. Vincent and I had fought over it.

With that, I greeted them with a wide smile. "Hello, good morning lovely human beings! College and yet still lazy? Are you really just planning to be a freeloader at home and not make an effort? Good thing an English Mage is here, Naenia Lovercraft! Your certified ghostwriter and academic commissioner!" I said sweetly and approached them and even gave them a light kiss on the cheek.

’ Angel wasn't taking any chances. He didn't care if he looked ridiculous in his current position. Trembling in a dirty dress shirt. No pants. Only briefs. Barefoot and holding a gun. A gun he didn't even know how to shoot. But he knows he won't miss. He had precision. He was a damned student doctor for fuck’s sake! His hands were stable. Trained not to shake—even with great pressure. Angel was done being a damsel in distress. He gritted his teeth. “I don’t believe that you’ll shoot me, my Ange—” A shot rang. **

Luckily, she had been able to hack into it all with the electronics that had been gathered when the group saved Angel. Jaxon asked if he could come with us. I figured that it would be, but I asked Angel first. She said the more the merrier. When she said ‘meeting’ it had apparently meant a huge ass welcome breakfast for those who had come in from other packs. The thing that I had not anticipated was that Jaxon and Angel actually knew each other. It turned out that she had saved his life a few years back. Then on top of this revelation, he ended up finding his mate within minutes of us being in there. Sansa was a Nabello demon and elite warrior for the Nightshade pack.

“But they don’t turn evil from it. That’s their function.” “Angels are servants to the gods,” Xavier said, thinking. “I killed and fed on your behalf, and I seem to be just fine because I’m your servant.” “I wouldn’t call you my servant,” Thea said, uncomfortable. “Why not?” Xavier said. “It fits perfectly. I believe in your cause, in you. All I want to do is help you, and you control what I’m made of—Life magic. You can feed me out of thin air. That kind of makes you my—”

Angel said automatically. “Then give her that choice to make. Tell her what she is getting into,” Xavier said then moved closer to him, leaving only two inches between their faces. “She is from a wolfless clan, Angel…” “I will not let you kill her, Xavier,” Angel said, clenching his teeth. His fist tightened by his side and he searched Xavier's eyes with a mixture of determination and plea. Xavier sighed. “I can not do that to you, Angel. Cole Miller, on the other hand, might have a different opinion.”