Xavier Salvador Novels & Stories

"Thank you for saving me." "I should thank you." I raised my brow again. "For what?" "If it hadn't been for you, we would have lost everyone. I was afraid to go back there but you didn't care. You chose those people over your feelings," "What feelings? I went there because I wanted to save those people not because of any feelings or whatever," Xavier sighed and nodded. I looked at him and realized that there was something he wasn't telling me. It was beginning to add up. His reluctance to save those people after telling me how his father saved them.

Earlier tonight, after I’d saved the little girl, she had returned with two men who unlocked the storage room and pulled me out. Japheth Williams and Seth Williams, the two famous brothers of Williams Film Productions, had stood before me as I struggled to get up. The little girl I had saved happened to be their family. Everyone in the city knew Japheth Williams was disabled, but I couldn’t tell which of the brothers had stood before me. They kept their identities hidden so carefully that only their names were known. “I saved Angel because she was an adorable girl I couldn’t ignore,” I remembered telling them when they asked what reward I wanted.

If she was really going to go out with him - which she wasn't so sure about - wouldn't it be okay to get to know him? He was pleased that she wanted to know about his background. He replied. "They were all great warriors, honorable and tough in battle. Our mates are strong to carry on our bloodline." "That sounds intimidating," she joked. Not knowing how to respond to her comment, Xavier ignored her and continued. "Our bloodline is known for its ability to produce acid and our immunity to all poisons." Suddenly she remembered the first time she met Xavier. He had turned into a huge wolf, his saliva dripping into a puddle of acid. Then, months later, another memory of him saving her and her f

"Are you certain you know them? We have a policy against people who book a room next to certain people whom they are probably stalking." "Oh, yes, I understand. But I do know them." I smiled again. She looked at me sharply. "Sir, do you have any document to prove your relations to Mrs. Lana Salvatore and her husband? Or to show that you work for them?" "Ugh, there would be no need for that. I'm Xavier Salvatore, Dax's brother." I took out my ID and showed it to her. She looked at it and then at me and smiled. "Oh yes, you are Xavier Salvatore! I almost didn't recognize you."

Xavier took a deep breath before replying, “You’re not a slave; you’re special. And the truth is, you have abilities beyond your wildest imagination.” “Tell me... tell me. What my abilities are?” I demanded, my hands clenched into fists. Xavier hesitated before answering, “I will tell you everything but in one condition.” Xavier paused, his expression serious. “Just me, Xavier, you the one who started this conservation, and now you are going to make conditions?” I retorted, feeling a mix of frustration and curiosity. Xavier held my gaze, his eyes filled with determination. “I need to because what I have to share with you is not something to be taken lightly. The truth will change everything

, the door opened again. And in walked Mr. Xavier Salvatore. He was taller than Julian by maybe half an inch but broader in the shoulders. His face wore the same regal angles and perfect structure but there was something more menacing in his smirk, like he was born to provoke. He looked around like he owned the building, red designer trousers and a spotless white shirt . “If it isn’t my favorite little runaway cousin,” he drawled as he entered the room, his voice laced with mockery. Julian flinched.

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

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.

"Xavier… believe me… I don't understand what happened… I don't even remember" Xavier looked into her bloodshot eyes" Even though I didn't reject you today just know one thing, that from today you are going to go through hell, Scarlett" Scarlett was trembling, she couldn't recognize him anymore. this wasn't her Xavier, no!. He is now Alpha Xander De vil,ruthlessness is now the definition for him. He threw her hard to the floor and stormed out of the room. Scarlett burst into uncontrollable tears, she palmed her face and wept like never before.

Some scowled angrily at Xavier, accusing him of being responsible for the catastrophe, while others appeared lost and defeated, unable to fathom the significance of the sacrifice made. Xavier addressed the pack with a stern scowl, attempting to justify his decision, but his words fell on tear-filled eyes and sad hearts. "Why are you crying?" he yelled, his voice devoid of remorse. "I just saved you from the world's biggest war! Are not you happy that I saved you all?"