Xi Van Fleet Novels & Stories

Jaxon had made his move first, and he was not going to let the Rostishires dictate his next step. "So, what do we do?" Vulcan’s second-in-command, Damien Crane, a man who had been loyal to the Elijah family for decades, asked. Vulcan finally closed his book, standing up. His presence alone commanded respect, his sharp eyes glinting with amusement, as though he found the situation more entertaining than stressful. "We crush them." Jaxon did not flinch. "And how do you suggest we do that?" Vulcan smirked. "We take everything from them."

I shouted, making the carriage start again, "go fucking faster, I don't have all fucking day." We reached in five minutes flat and I jumped out. We were out in an open ground and I could see hundreds and thousands of vampires dressed in armours stand in rows. Why is Xillian showcasing the Royal army right now? I need to see the army that I'm going to buy. I need to see the army I'm going to command. And then crush him with it for even having the audacity to think about hurting my Ava. Yes, she is mine. Mine only. And no one and nothing with take her away from me. I don't care if Javier is her father. No one is safe from my wrath if they stand between me and Ava.

"Take the file, let Xavier hunt Isabella down, and tell his liquidation squads to leave my assets alone. The front glass doors of Maison de l'Élégance didn't just open; they were practically blown off their hinges as three blacked-out Vane tactical SUVs screeched to a halt on the sidewalk outside. Xavier walked into the boutique like a hurricane wrapped in a bespoke suit. His tie was entirely missing, his white shirt wrinkled at the sleeves, and his dark eyes burned with a wild, protective madness that instantly locked onto the figures standing near me. Behind him, Marcus’s secondary team was already drawing specialized handheld air-monitoring devices from their belts, their faces grim.

Vixen P.O.V "Ladies and gentleman, presenting you today our first ever intergalactic spaceship, Wells O2..", he said proudly as the crowds stand and start clapping at it, wow if this spaceship is going to be use for our mission I would literally die. "Wells O2 is the major step up from Falcon X7i which was our fastest and latest spaceship we've ever built, this spaceship has 2 big Zeon rings around it. The diameter of its ring is approximately three quarters of Valencia moon in our solar system, it's our biggest ever structure aside from the dyson sphere...", He said once again with so much pride, damn so Nox is going to drive this huge thing? Also ¾ of Valencia moon is really huge, Falcon X

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.

To strip Alexander of his title, to exile him from both the company and the family. Justin stood when Alexander entered, putting on the air of authority. “Alexander, you don’t look fully recovered. And yet, for such an important meeting, you show up late?” His words dripped with mockery. Alexander didn’t so much as glance at him. His eyes moved instead to the man seated at Justin’s left—Xavier, the formidable head of Vortex Automotive Group. Justin’s maneuver was obvious: Xavier was here as leverage. If Alexander admitted defeat in their wager, twenty percent of his shares would vanish, and with that, Justin would rise as the largest shareholder—and the inevitable CEO.

Raphael howled desperately. "Uh, wouldn't it be less traumatic if your friend is treated here?" Sensing that he had her attention, Xavier barreled on, "We have a very talented pack doctor whose mate is a dragon healer," his eyes flew to Jaxon, "Beta Vasquez, have someone wake Neville and Titan, please. Tell them we'll be arriving momentarily."

' "Sally, I think I might be a speedster." 'Why yes, of course, Natasha Austin-Johnson. Carter•Labs system database shows that you contain extremely high strains of the speed force in your genetic code.' "Please, just call me Natasha." 'As you wish.' "Wait," Lucas spoke this time, "you said there's a database with all of Natasha's information already?" 'Yes. The speed force strains were uploaded into the system by Dr. Carter Hall in 2016.' "What?" Natasha gasped as a bright light shot off from Sally's chest and a large screen materialized.

His nose looks better, compared to its previous bandaged self. "Yes." Xavier stands up and pockets his phone. "Its rather very important." He said then walk towards me. "Come with me." With who... To were. He sprints pass me, and I had no other option than to trail behind him. He really behaves so bossy sometimes, no, every time. I follow Xavier as he walks out of the building and to his red Lamborghini, holding my self from asking any questions. "Get in." He orders before entering the driver sit of the car, and I quietly obeyed.