Novel & Cerita Xavier Riddle Book

I whimpered, and he stared at me like a real mad woman in the trashcan, "Xavier is more powerful than Xander. He is Xander's father and has numerous guards and dark magic. He sits on his throne in the Red Moon Pack's Royal Chamber and rarely comes out unless he is about to go to war. How on earth do you think of killing him in your entire life!!!" Hutton growled, gritting his teeth in fury. I bowed my head to the ground, reminiscing about his words. He was right: how would I ever kill Xavier? I won't gain access to him freely without losing my life!!!

“Just answer the question. Is she his fated mate or did he take her as a chosen one?” “Fated not that I see why it’s relevant.” The tone of his voice told me just how disinterested he was. The only things that ever caught my son’s attention were women, alcohol and fast cars. “And you’re sure” Xander nodded growing frustrated. “Then we have found our wolf. I found this book in amongst Ravens things when I returned. She had bookmarked this particular page.” I threw the book towards Xander who opened it to the marked page and began to read aloud.

Hazel POV I was already awake, but I hadn’t gotten out of bed. I was trying to recall the details of the dream I had the night before. It was in the woods and I was chasing after Xavier with my dagger drawn. “Come on, Xavier. Don’t leave.” I pleaded. And then he did stop. “I will always be here,” he said. “What do you want?” It didn’t make sense to me and it made my blood boil. I ran over to him and said to him smugly with my face a few inches from his, “You dimwit. I’ll crush you, Xavier.”

One more inch “Put that down.” I froze. Spun around. Xavier was at my bedroom window. Climbing in. Like a psychopath. “How did you?!” He grabbed the paper. Blew out the candle. Shoved me back. “You want to ruin your life?” he snapped. “Fine. But leave me out of it.” “You can’t just barge in here!” I shouted, pushing him. He didn’t budge. Then he grabbed my sketchbook, my one treasure and ripped it in half.

I sat back on my heels, looking up at him as he held the book out to me. "You still crease the corners when you read," Xavier said softly. His voice was incredibly low, his grey eyes locked onto mine in the dim light of the bedroom. He pointed a single finger toward the top edge of the cover, where the top page corner was neatly folded down—a bad habit I’d had since elementary school because I could never find a proper bookmark. I froze, my fingers gripping the textbook as I took it back from him. A sudden, sharp squeeze hit the center of my chest. "You... you remember that?"

I spotted a few prestigious business awards, several academic accolades, and even a humanitarian recognition. The big bad mafia lord was a nerd in disguise, a genius even. I was impressed, so much so that I strolled over to the bookshelf, scanning the titles. Philosophy, economics, psychology... Xavier's reading list was eclectic and intimidating. I pulled out a worn leather-bound book, "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu. He had read this multiple times. I sank into Xavier's high-backed chair, feeling a little too comfortable. My legs crossed on the desk in front of me. I ran my fingers over the cool wood.

The magi who had surrounded Evelyn left one by one, as if deliberately avoiding this cold-talking knight, and in the end Evelyn and Xavier were the only two people left in the large reading room. When it finally cleared up around them, Evelyn had time to continue writing in the book in her hand, "New Edition of Temple-specific First-Level Light Spells General Knowledge Tutorial. "You're going to be obnoxious," she muttered as she took notes. "Oh, so what am I supposed to do?" Xavier looked at her nonchalantly, "Giggle like you do and then try desperately to answer the idiots?" Evelyn was so used to being mocked by him that instead of looking halfhearted and nervous, she was quite calm and co

Xavier looks at the door and looks back at Cole. "He's...he's going...to...h...hurt us Cole, especially me." Xavier says shutting his eyes. Seeing Xavier like this hurt Cole. It hurt more than the pain in his body right now. "What's important to you?" Cole asks sternly. Xavier was caught by surprise and looked at Cole quizzically. "In this room, what is important to you?" Cole repeats. Xavier looks around his room. His eyes get caught on his poetry book. "My book." He softly says, smiling.