Xayne Xavier The Ironclad Protector Novels & Stories

Xavier explains. All these while I've always seen them as a threat but they've been protecting me? It sounds so surreal. But then I remember them confronting Lyra, Royane threatening Luciana, and everything seems to make sense. “Why are you protecting me? I can't seem to understand why anyone will take up the responsibility of protecting me?” Xavier frowns. “Oh we aren't doing this for free-” “We're no charity organization,” Royane adds. “-someone is paying heavily for this.”

Only two drives remained: locate and protect his mate at all costs, and eliminate every threat standing in his way. He rose to his full height with deliberate slowness, his long dark hair falling over his face. His burning gaze shifted to Irina, who cowered against the wall. The visible flinch from the omega sent a dark thrill of enjoyment curling through Xavier's chest. The first attacker lunged forward, swinging a heavy blow meant to knock him unconscious. Xavier moved with fluid grace, spinning away from the strike before driving his short blade straight into the man's throat. Hot blood immediately gushed over his knuckles, flowing thickly down his hand and dripping onto the floor in stea

She struggled to fully accept she wasn’t about to blink only to find herself still locked in that lightless brothel nightmare awaiting the next torment. Xavier seemed to read the lingering ghosts in her expression easily. Without a word he shifted onto his back and gently guided Halle to drape across his bare chest, cheek nestled directly over his heart. Ensconced fully in his warm embrace, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat and rumble of his voice drowned out the last dark echoes trying to cling to the corners of her mind. “You don’t have to fear, Halle. On my life, I swear you’ll never know such suffering again,” Xavier murmured fiercely into her hair. “Martha failed to crush your spirit,

He smiled and replied, “It’s nice to meet you. “Let me introduce myself. I am Garry Duncan, the champion of the International Mixed Martial Arts Competition! Nobody can go against me! “I’ll be the one protecting you from now on! “Rest assured. Nobody can ever hurt you whenever I’m around! “And for your own safety, I’ve decided to protect you twenty-four-seven!” Garry’s eyes were burning with passion. “Until the mission’s complete!” Hana was glaring at Garry with an odd look on her face, then walked forward and said, “Senior, let me handle protecting Miss Xavier instead.”

Xavier is known as the most heartless, heartbroker person in the city. "Xavier stop talking nonsense. Do you have any gifts planned for Grandpa's birthday?" Stanley asked him "I have made a high-tech watch for Grandpa. On the watch, Grandpa not only sees the time, but it will also act as Grandpa's safety device. If Grandpa ever gets into a dangerous station, this watch will immediately send a red signal to you, Duke, and me. Using that signal we can even talk to Grandpa and in times of danger. Also Grandpa can use this watch as a small weapon. There will be no bullets but thin needles will be poisoned and this poison will make anyone sleep for two days . This watch will act as a bodyguard fo

“We protect our own.” Her breath hitched, and for a second, she just stared at me, like she couldn’t believe someone would stand up for her. Then her eyes softened, gratitude shining through. “Thank you… Luna.” I smiled, just a little. “Call me Hannah.” The moment we stepped onto the grass, I felt him. Xavier. His gaze locked onto us like a wolf sensing danger, arms crossed, jaw tight. He didn’t move, didn’t speak, but I felt the shift in him—muscles coiled, scent sharp with protectiveness.

I snapped at him, “You aren’t Captain America, whose duty is to ward off evil from my life. I can do it on my own. Mind it!” My firm tone shushed Xavion in a split second, catching him in a fib. He couldn’t fool me with his lame tricks. But instead of leaving, Xavion kept staring at me silently for a while, as if deciding something. His lips curled up in a wicked up smirk as he raised his brow. “Then your Demrid needs protection, Azlynn!” The frostiness of his tone chilled me to the bones. He warned me dangerously.

“No, Xavier! You’re wrong.” Xavier’s eyes narrowed, his lips curling, fangs flashing as though the very sound of my denial cut deeper than silver. “Am I wrong?” His voice rose, echoing off the cave walls. He jabbed a finger toward Kai, who was still struggling to stay upright, his head bowed, breath hissing through his teeth. “He is bleeding because I put him there. And he should stay there. You have no idea what he really is.” The fury in him, the sheer refusal to bend, tore something inside me wide open. My voice came out raw. “Stop it! Stop tearing him down when all he has done is protect me!”

“You should’ve seen her. She was magnificent and a true Luna indeed. She was a ferocious human that put everyone in their fucking place. Don’t let me forget to show you the memory of the way she dominated Selene. It was exquisite.” I squeezed Kai’s hand and pushed myself further into him while I kept my eyes on Xander. Kai was with me in the dreamscape, but I knew Xander felt helpless. I hated that he felt that way, but I knew him well enough to know that was what had been going on. Xander was the protector of the pack. He was now mated, so that need to protect and defend was so much stronger. He could not protect or defend me in this, and he hated that.

“You threw me into a battlefield without warning.” “You walked into it like a queen,” he replied coolly. I hated the way my chest twisted. The way my heart fluttered at his words. I hated more than he looked… impressed. “So what is this, Xavier?” I challenged. “A new game? A new power move?” His expression didn’t change, but his voice dropped a fraction. “It’s protection.” I blinked. “Protection?” “You’re a target, Caroline. You always were. I gave them a reason to pause. To think twice.”