Novel & Cerita X Files Fiction

"The key you asked for? It doesn't open a door. It opens a file. A file on you." ​I froze. "What file?" ​Xavier pulled away, leaving me cold and reeling. He walked toward the elevator, the shadows of the servers swallowing him whole. ​"We’ll talk about that after dinner. If you have the stomach for it." ​

Maybe. Josh pushes himself up from the floor. I bite my lip, aware of him walking towards the bookshelves but still too stuck in my head to do anything. "Yes!" I spin around, seeing Josh grab a book off the shelf. "Oh! And this one for sure! Mmmm maybe this one, Xavier seems like he could be the kinky type." Kinky? He comes back over to me, handing me three books. "I think these will give you a better reference." I raise a brow, hesitantly taking them from him. "These two," he taps on two of them, "are realistic and sweet. Reminds me of you two. This one," he taps the third, a devious smile growing on his face, "is what I bet Xavier is like in bed."

DYLAN XAVIER Why the fuck was she talking about my father and my dead dreams, I had never spoken of my father to anyone and the fact I told her I was a medical student one time made me feel… I had seen the pity in her eyes like I was some lost kid who needed to be fine. “I'm fine this way”. I murmured, taking a cigarette and lighting it, I put it in between my lips and inhaled deeply. Life was never fair and the faster one knew and accepted it, the easier it would be for them. Taking a file case to look at the content, the name ‘Winters’ came into view. It was written in bold letters and italicised, opening the file and looking into it I smiled mischievously. The winters and the Xavier's wer

"I'm done with the letter." Chiara nodded her head and continued working on her laptop. Xavier glanced around the room, not sure of what to do. He had checked the laptop for incriminating information, but all he saw was games and songs, there was no file on the laptop and the browser history was clear, absolutely nothing. He stared at the bookcase in the room, it was filled with different business and marketing books, he wondered if she actually read them. A book caught his eyes and he looked closer at it, it was titled 'Expressions and Emotions: How to understand them'. He read the title on the spine again, to be sure he had not imagined it, it was correct. 'Why would she read something lik

Cosima who'd just come from the study asked. Xenia thought she must have put away that old book that she saw her bestie reading. She knew such books spoke about the history of the werewolves and also some mysteries. She wasn't interested in them from the start as they were too boring. "My mom... she made me eat rubbish food." "What? But that's impossible!" Cosima exclaimed. In all the years she's known Emma Anderson, she'd never looked twice at a blemished ingredient! "None of the ingredients had spots," Xenia affirmed.