Xiao X Scaramouche Novels & Stories

“I want every single one of you searching for Rhea and Jimin now!” Xavier grunted. “The first person to get their scent would get a prize from me, and trust me, I’m far more generous than Ghost. I would never ever slay the person that gives me what I want when I want it.” “Yes Alpha,” they replied and bounded out immediately.

All of a sudden some bikers came forward from behind them and drove past me as they were now surrounding me with their bikes, roaring the engine to scare me. "I didn't know that cats are this clever to play with those kinds of toys."The Scar face said all of a sudden, getting into the conversation. Oh, I forget he speaks. He looks good when he keeps his mouth shut because whenever he speaks up it doesn't help at all. In fact his voice and presence sucks up your confidence leaving you stammering. "That shouldn't bother you." I said looking direct in his eyes but when he raised his bruised eyebrow at me,I started to blink several times and quickly diverted my gaze away from him.

I looked up at him just to found myself laughing my *ss off. “What the hell? Why are you laughing?” “Nothing, hahaha! It’s just that… hahahahaha… sorry! I mean, you look horrible!” “What the f*ck, Agatha Tatiana!” “Why? Truth hurts, Caleb Nicolo! I mean, you look like a mummy! You’re wrapped in a white bandages. From your head, to your hands and to your feet.” “It’s because of you.” “What? No! It’s not!”

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

Then I heard a voice. “That voice sounds familiar,” I muttered, my tone tightening as anger crept in. I leaned in, listening more carefully, but the audio suddenly cut out, distorted, like someone had tampered with it. Why would they need to erase anything? The unease settled deeper in my chest. The stench of sex mixed with cigar smoke had clung to Scarlett. I recognized it too well. Xavier smoked that same brand. And the mark on her neck, the one she tried to hide, it burned into my mind. It was obvious.

she asked softly, her voice was very strange at first because it was slightly hoarse from laughing evilly all day but then again, the bewitched zombie only felt his ears twitching in itchiness, it scratched the pitiful heart of Xia that loves silly and adorable people the most. "My name....?" he ask back, Xia was not angry with him for repeating her question but only pat the rough silver platinum hair of the zombie then rub it back and forth to smooth it out, she hummed gently that tickled the zombie dead heart, she was completely different from the little girl who was still ruthless a while ago and exploded a zombie neck along with its head with a crazy light on her phoenix eyes.

She really does act like a mother. "Mielly you are so dramatic!! But yeah, her excitement is accurate. Antoine Laurent is quite a big deal. It's worth your time Anatasia, trust me" She said and gave me a wink after. "Okay, Antoine Laurent it is" I said while raising both of my hands up like surrendering to them. --End o Chapter 2 --

Holding the bloodied knife, he charged at me recklessly, stabbing wildly. "You think you can escape me? I'll kill you—I'll kill you!" he screamed hysterically. Guests fled in panic, bumping into me as I tried to escape. But I was trapped, backed into a corner. Jake's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was a mask of madness as he approached, gripping the bloody knife and looking like a demon emerging from hell.

Camila chimes. “This is….” I start. Talia smirks. “I know, girl. I know. It's time.” I hesitate, but then she grabs my wrist, forcing me toward the door. “No backing out now. Let’s go.” The second I step into the living room, I freeze. Because Xavier is here, waiting, looking at me like I’ve stolen the air from his lungs. And because I can’t breathe either. His hair—which is usually a tousled mess, falling into his sharp green eyes—is slicked back tonight. And somehow, it makes him look even more dangerous and enticing.

Saffron folded her arms below her chest, “Are you telling me this to arouse my curiosity?” “You’re a smart one. It’s shocking that a smart person like you could fall for madam’s scheme. I don’t like you, that’s a fact, but I think I owe you the truth… you are the 1346th young adult that was here to marry the young master…” “Gasp! What are you talking about?”