Xavier Salvador Romane & Geschichten

Xavier, unaware of Baldwin's true identity, sneered coldly. Ancestora descended slowly, and walked into the courtyard with an expressionless face. "Why would I? I was hoping you could help me retrieve my true form." Xavier, desperate to heal his severe injuries, immediately grinned evilly. "In that case, lend me your strength! Even though you only possess the power of a level nine supreme paragon, devouring you should temporarily repair my injuries!" Xavier's half-immortal aura erupted. A terrifying light beam burst from his fingertips and charged towards "Baldwin".

—— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 8

I had already called him earlier when I got back to the pack house after meeting with my parents, so hopefully, he’s already had his own patrols on the lookout. “On it.” Cayden replies and I know in my gut that he was already calling the number without my having to tell him. Again, always connected. “Let me guess. Vampires?” Raul asks, waiting patiently until he could tell that I was done mind linking my ranked members, and easily keeping pace with me while we continue running to the southern border. “I mean, I’m still hopeful that it could be something else, but…yeah, vampires.” I tell him just as I hear Tasha’s voice in my mind link.

At that moment, a deep and elegant male voice appeared from the door. “Hello! May I come in.” Khlea turned over her head at the door and was instantly blinded by the man in front of her. The man was tall, had phoenix eyes, a tall nose, thin lips, and a sharp and smooth face. His brown eyes were like a pool of deep water, as if they could instantly suck her in. “Ah..ehh..yes?.” she answered as she wiped her teary eyes and look at Vonn with a questioning look.

He pulled it out and frowned at the screen. "Unknown number." He answered it anyway. "Hello?" His face went white. Dante was on his feet immediately. "Who is this?" Luca demanded into the phone. Then: "No. You're lying. He's in prison." Dante took the phone from him. "Who is this?" "Dante Salvatore." The voice was unfamiliar, male, with a heavy accent. "My name is Sergei Kozlov. Viktor's brother. We need to talk about returning what you stole from him."

he said and looked away. "Oh. It just wasn't paying enough so I decided to leave" I lied. I felt Estella tug on my hair and I forgot that I hadn't even properly introduced her to the man yet. "This is my sister as you probably already know, I hope you don't mind me bringing her, I had nowhere else to take her" "No of course not, it's fine" he replied. "I'm Tyberias and this is Luca" he said and turned around only to find, what looked like a 5 year old boy, biting a chair leg.

He will give me everything I need and more. "You have to forgive my hesitance. It is not everyday that someone comes back to life in our world." He finally spoke up, his words confusing Salvatore who turned to his brother before he gazed at me through a cautious yet still hateful gaze. "Conosci questo compiaciuto bastardo russo?" Salvatore spoke up, earning himself a nod from his brother who calmly put out his cigar in the crystal ash tray before him before leaning back into his executive chair. "Yes, brother. I am surprised you do not recognize him. He does, after all, look quite like his Father. Andrei Zolotov."

How could Alaric keep him on the sidelines all these years only to come to use him as a second choice? "Hey, man." He ignored the person, he could go fuck himself up. "I guess you're upset with yourself," the person continued. Xavier frowned but said nothing still seeping his drink. "It's not so easy to lose a loved one to another, Xavier Rodrigo." His hands stilled on his glass cup and he furrowed his brows turning to look at the person speaking. "How do you know my name?" He asked. The man chuckled "I know everything about you, Xavier."

Some were stuck to the wall with a dagger. "Find them! I must end the Moon Crescent pack!!" "Papa, why?" I could feel tears welling in my eyes. I began to feel soreness in my throat and lungs. "We shall not have mercy on the enemy." I sniffed up my nose then, my body became cold. "Is that tears I see in your eyes Xavier?" He cracked his head from side to side for intimidation. I swallowed hard and stared at him and, the tears that had welled up began to pour.