Xayne Xavier The Ironclad Protector の小説・ストーリー

"Take them away and out then in the dungeon before I figure out what to do with them." "I'll come back I promise!" He yelled as xena was being taken away with Levi. At the dungeon, Xavier examined xena's face. He seemed charmed by her innocent face and how she was willing to ripped him off with her fingers. "So if I let you out, you'll fight me?" "Yes!" Xena screamed not scared of what he'll do. "I guess lynx trained you right? Don't worry, I'm not afraid, he also trained me." Xavier spoke boastfully.

His best friend's wolf was standing guard in front of his mate, he was hurt but that didn't decrease the resolve in his eyes to protect his mate. The number of dead rogues were almost three dozens, and most of them were unrecognizable. There were still lots of rogues surrounding them but it wasn't a big deal to Xavier. "Save my sister, leave them to me" Xavier mindlinked Shane (Raymond's wolf) Xavier growled loudly and joined the fight, he didn't give any chance for the rogues to recover from the shock of his growl before he starts ripping them apart. Shane bowed respectfully before shifting back to his human form, Raymond carried his injured mate and ran off to safety.

They turned a brilliant, haunting violet. The lead soldier of the Neutrality Pact stepped forward and removed his helmet. It wasn't a stranger. It was Xavier Thorne but his skin was perfect, his eyes were clear, and he looked healthy. "Surprised, Maya?" Xavier laughed, his voice echoing in the narrow alley. "The Xavier you saw die on the Island was just a decoy. The Board doesn't waste its best assets on explosions. I’ve been working with the Swiss-Vance families all along. Now, give me the old man, and maybe I’ll let you keep one of the twins.

Xavier asked in an almost gentle tone as I finally calmed down enough that Nova moved off to my side and Bane came up beside her, lying against her. I took another breath, trying to think of exactly what I wanted to tell him. I didn't know what it was, but something about how he was looking at me right now had me wanting to tell him the whole story. Those eyes almost frantically took in every aspect of my body, starting with the searing wound on the side of my neck before finally settling on mine. Although I didn't miss the flicker of something that almost looked like fear as it passed through those emerald depths. I wasn't prepared for how that look made me feel, though. Something about how

Xavier said. ​He finally lifted his head. In the pale gray light, his face looked completely bloodless, the dark shadow of his beard making his jawline look jagged, almost skeletal. His eyes were wide, the pupils dilated until the blue was nothing but a thin, bruised ring around the black. There was no Sovereign left in his posture. There was no billionaire. There was only the raw, unvarnished echo of the four-year-old boy who had just had his own voice weaponized against everything he had tried to protect.

"You think because you spent one night in his bed that you’re special? Xavier Vane is a predator. He’s using you to get to our father’s land. Once he has what he wants, he’ll throw you back into the gutter where you belong. She reached out to grab my arm, her nails like claws, but a shadow fell over us before she could make contact. Xavier walked into the room, shirtless, a towel draped around his neck. Water droplets glistened on his broad shoulders, and the raw power radiating from him made Tiffany freeze in her tracks. "Who let you in here?" Xavier’s voice was a low, dangerous rumble that seemed to vibrate the very air.

"I should have known the sharks would swim south when the water got bloody." "Don't be tedious, Julian," Xavier said, standing up and smoothing the lapels of his pristine silk suit. He looked at Clara with a predator’s appreciation. "And this must be the catalyst. The girl who made the great Julian Thorne choose a village over a kingdom. Charming." "Leave her out of this," Julian stepped forward, his voice a low, dangerous vibration. "How are you alive? The Iron Mind purged the board."

The academy’s hum vibrated faintly through the walls, a reminder that nothing here ever truly slept. “I wasn’t supposed to care,” Xander said suddenly. Zade’s breath caught. “I was raised to dominate,” Xander continued, voice low and controlled. “To crush weakness. To win. That’s all Ironclad ever valued in me. And then you showed up—cold, sharp, untouchable—and I hated you for it.” Zade didn’t move. “I hated that you stood between me and others,” Xander said. “That you protected Alphas who didn’t deserve it. That you looked at me like I was a problem instead of a god.”

he snapped at them. The Jones were left speechless. Their plan to use Iris to climb high were ruined pathetically. Iris might be gullible, but not Xavier. He is indeed a shark who would not hesitate to devour even a whale. As long as he is protecting Iris, the jones doesn't stand a chance at all. "What's so special about her? She is nothing. Just a weak pathetic woman. Then why are you choosing her over me?" Natasha demanded. Xavier gave her a cold stare.

Xyla Quest refused to engage the two men in a discussion about the quality of her jade mines. The man with the baritone voice noticed her smile as his gaze fixed on her face. “Why do you look so familiar?” he asked with a smile. Xyla chuckled. “And you are?” “Let me introduce myself. My name is Cain Hollander, Mr. Shaw’s protege,” Cain said. Xyla nodded before extending a hand to him politely. “Nice to meet you. I’m Xyla Quest.”