Xavier Serrano Novels & Stories

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

as Xavier's Shamma. Thank you guys and much love❤

Her parents and sister, who thought so. "Wait! Me? Xander? Taking he away?" Xander chuckled. “That us so funny. I have never—" "Wait, what was your name earlier?" Javier interrupted, his brow furrowed. "Xander, Sir." "Only Xander?" Xander smiled politely. "Xander Peter Raul William." “I am sure I did not see you on the contest list," Javier said, his eyes probing. Before Xander could answer, Xavier answered, ”Why would he even go for anyway? Even if he wins, I still will not approve—"

Xavier chuckles, smiling while kicking Mark. “It’s true.” Another guy says. “Oh, that’s Kayno.” Xavier says, pointing me to the voice I just heard. “Sup, princess.” He says, sitting back in his chair. “Him, that’s Zeno.” “Hey. I’m Zeno.” He says with a polite smile. I like him. He sounds cool. Xavier picks up a beer as he laughs at something Mark says. “Hand me that bottle opener, Z.” Xavier says to Zeno. He throws it to Xavier and he opens his bottle of beer and takes a sip, participating in conversation.

I can't live without you. Xavier shook his head in no.. Xavier: Nothing will happen Elena..We will never get Seperated.. I will solve this.. I Promise.. Xavier:She said you never touched her then how come that baby is yours..All the stress made them dumb..They lost the ability to think.. Xavier: I don't know Elena..They were silent for sometime but then Suddenly Elena said.. Xavier:Xavier did you notice one thing..that guy RV he is not helping Ann for anything but to give her Justice. this clearly shows he supports Truth..All we have to do is make him listen to us for sometime..

“Even though I could’ve. My army is strong enough now. But I didn’t attack.” “Why?” Alexandro asked. “Because I want peace,” Valerian said simply. “And… because my wife would kill me if I started another war.” Alexandro allowed himself a faint smile. “Your wife… she’s a siren, isn’t she?” Valerian raised an eyebrow. “How did you know?” “I suspected it,” Alexandro said. “The lake… Serena saw something. Someone. That was her, wasn’t it?” Valerian nodded. “Nivera. She’s… complicated. But she’s mine. And yes, I know your wife saw her. I allowed it.”

Xavier leaned against the doorpost, arms crossed over his chest, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he observed Selena's subtle reactions—the slight flaring of her nostrils, the barely perceptible tension in her shoulders. "You know, Selena," Xavier said conversationally, "Santiago here is something of an artist. He says pain is like music—it has rhythm, tempo, crescendos. I've always found that... poetic." Santiago finished arranging his tools, each placed with professional precision. He turned to Selena, his eyes empty and cold—the eyes of a man who had long ago lost any connection to human empathy. His lips curved upward in what should've been a smile, though it never reached tho

the time she needed him the most. " will you able to control Dominic ?tell me anything about yourself... are you Ambitious and capable, what do you have? " Mr Serrano asked sternly. You're only twenty two years old, and don't know anything. In the end, you won't even make it in time and in the end he will leave you to cry! " Mr Serrano said in cold and harsh voice... He seemed to care about that....but Lauren did not hear a single word of it.

“Outdoors, wind and sun—she’s not a fan.” The last time Calvin and Xavier met, Xavier’s wife, Serena Scott, was present. Although both were in their fifties, Xavier didn’t care much about maintenance—his dark skin and rough appearance made him look older. Serena, however, was the opposite: meticulously cared for, with a figure and complexion that made her appear closer to thirty.