Xavier Riddle Book Novels & Stories

Bella queried, her steps purposeful as she closed the distance, standing directly in front of him. Xavier , observing her reaction with a discerning gaze, studying the intricate play of emotions on her face. “You heard me,” he repeated. Bella, grappling with the sudden gravity of the situation, reached out, grabbing his arm. “Xavier , what’s that supposed to mean?” she asked, her face contorted in panic and alarm. Xavier countered with a probing question, “Why don’t you tell me? What exactly are you hiding?” “Where is this even coming from?!” Bella’s voice echoed through the room, a crescendo of frustration. Xavier , faced with the storm of emotions, watched her closely.

We were surrounded by rows and rows of old books and scrolls, and the air smelled like old paper. “Where do we even begin?” I wondered out loud, feeling a bit lost because there was so much to look through. Xander took a big, leather-covered book from a shelf close by. “Let's begin with the chronicles of past alphas. If Ryder Storm was once as powerful as he claims, there might be some mention of him here.” We spent hours looking at old records, our eyes getting tired in the not-so-bright light. Just when I was going to say we should rest for a while, I noticed something. A brick that wasn't in place in the wall behind one of the bookshelves.

I'd been so desperate. My family back home was barely scraping by; low-ranking omegas like us didn't get second chances. A scholarship to Raven was my ticket out of that life, but the workload... it was crushing. The rites were so complex, layered with forbidden lore that twisted my brain into pretzels. So I'd sneaked into the restricted library under the cover of a new moon, copied passages from those dusty grimoires, and tweaked them just enough to make them mine. Or so I'd thought.

“You have evil plans against me in the future.” Draymond shrugged. “Allow the future take care of itself. Live in the present for now, boy. You have the big opening. You can become a Sentinel today.” “So you think I should kill Jimin?” Xavier said, turning the book in his hands. “I didn’t say you should do anything,” Draymond frowned. “I just gave you the book that would best suit what you need to do right now.” Xavier turned the book over in his hands searching for a name. “This book was written by….” He turned the book around looking for the author’s name and he finally found it.

He picked up the novel, showed it to Ariel. Ariel was staring in disbelief at what she thought he was about to do. He was just trying to scare, he wouldn't do that because of a mistake she made, no way. She thought but also not so sure what he was thinking. Xavier ripped out the middle page of the book. Ariel was in shock at how petite he was. They tossed the other novel on the bed and held out the two pages torn. He opened her palms and placed them in between. " That wasn't a mistake, stay off my business. He snapped and went back to what he wanted to do.

Evelyn's POV "Oh come on! Not this again!" I groaned, not wanting to go through the maze of these doors. The last time I ended up in between the riddle of these doors, it only got weirder and weirder. But it also was a bit conflicting. I remembered the last image I saw of Xavier before I pushed out of my slumber. Is Xavier really in need of help? Is he struggling against something? Does he have some sort of trauma?

They were disappointed by the unexpected turn of events, and their desires remained unsatisfied. A crewman approached Xavier, gently extending a book that the mysterious author had borrowed the night before. Xavier's interest was immediately sparked as he opened the book, his gaze drawn directly to a marked page that held a surprise. As his gaze settled on the paper, Xavier was overcome with awe. At the very beginning of the specified page, there was a note written by the enigmatic author himself. It was a private message, intended just for Xavier, a reader who adored the author's work.

Xavier A couple of hours passed before Renna finally stirred from her slumber. Throughout her unconsciousness, I had been vigilantly observing, clutching her hand tightly. However, as she awakened, a surge of anger surged within me, mirroring the sentiment shared by my wolf. Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing a frown etching across her face, “Xavier?” I prepared to express my frustration, the simmering anger once again bubbling beneath the surface.

"You're insane! If he finds out, he'll kill my father! And he'll destroy you too!" Xavier let out a low, raspy laugh that made the hair on Elara’s neck stand up. "He can't destroy me, Elara. I already have control over every security system in this house. I have evidence of the embezzlement he committed ten years ago. If anyone is going to be destroyed, it’s him." Xavier leaned in, crowding Elara until her back hit the closed door. He inhaled deeply at her neck, breathing in the scent of rose soap now mingled with his own musk.

POV: Xander When I first saw that app that is very similar to the app Celia likes using to store information she wants to keep secret, believe me, I thought it was just a huge coincidence. I mean it’s just an app that can be installed if you know the right people to go to, so I wasn’t expecting anything else. I just assumed that maybe he got the app the same way Celia got hers, that was just the thought in my head before I started viewing the damn files.