Xavier Riddle Book Romane & Geschichten

I pull it off the rest, hiding it behind me. "It's okay, we don't mind if you read it," he says, expressionless, not looking up from his task. He seems to examine the spine of each book, looking for a certain title that belongs to the book he needs. I walk by his side, now noting the real similarities between Ray and Xavier; their almost identical looks except for the scar and hair. All this time, he hasn't acted like a grump, which is a plus, and also a side of him that is pleasantly new to me. He smiles as he pulls out the book we need, a dusty one that isn't thick at all. The side reads Summer Kitchen: 100 Delicious Recipes and the cover is completely blank. I squint at the thin cookbook,

His answer was calm, certain, almost unnerving in its simplicity. Silence stretched between us. Xavier is different, he didn’t touch me, didn’t demand more than my time. Just talked. He asked about books, of all things, and I found myself telling him about the battered fairy tale I used to hide under my pillow. He listened as though every word was precious. I shouldn’t have felt safe, I shouldn’t have smiled as much as I did. But with him, I forgot, just for a moment, who I was and where I was.

Xavier sighed, "I'm curious though, what was my father's position in the Solstice Howlers?" Scarlett once again stopped and pointed to the bookshelf containing old books dominated by Solstice Howlers' material, "You can check for yourself there. If I'm not mistaken, there should be a book about the history of Solstice Howlers. Maybe you can find out from there," Scarlett said. "Really?" Xavier responded excitedly and was about to run toward the bookshelf. But Scarlett quickly held Xavier's arm and turned him around, "Finish this task quickly! No fooling around!" Scarlett commanded.

I used a small bit of magic to summon one of my books, my mates hissing at me as it caused my Heat to flare and I groaned, grabbing my stomach as it crackled painfully. Xavier's eyes flashed with anger, "Tiny." I leaned against Theo, settling my breathing and opened the book. "It was in my altar room. You know you can't go in there." Gabriel cleared his throat. "Ouch, darling. I'm right here." I gave him a scowl. "Shut up." He smirked but let me read for a few moments. "What is that book?" Xavier asked, ducking to try and see the nameless cover.

"So how is your relationship with him, anyway? I mean, it’s a lie from your side, but he must be trying to kiss you or touch you. I don’t know what he was trying to say at that moment because my mind seemed to be half-dead. I frowned at his questions. Not again. ‘’Yeah! but we are not doing anything,’’ I lied, ''You sure?'' he asked, his brow furrowed. Anyway, Xavier has a beautiful collection of all genres of books. You should try some if you feel bored," he said, shrugging his shoulders. "Yeah, thanks for the care. You should attend to your clients," I said. I didn’t look at him and walked upstairs to my room. I laid my head on Xavier’s pillow and opened my phone’s screen to see texts from

It was half hidden, like she had meant to hide it but changed her mind halfway. My fingers brushed the leather cover as I sat down and flipped it open only to slam it shut again. “I wonder what it contains." I mumbled, biting the corner of my lips. Mustering courage, I flipped it open and after just reading the first sentence on the first page, I felt my soul leaving my body. And as if that was not enough, the door flung open and Xavier's presence filled the room that instant. “What are you doing here?" He asked. The moment he took a step, I shot up to my feet and then hid the book behind my back.

Xia with his aged but calculating eyes. Xavier Xia, their golden boy, leaning back with a smirk that Holden wanted to tear off. “Mr. Vale,” Madam Xia greeted, serene and poisonous. “To what do we owe the surprise visit?” Holden’s jaw ticked. He didn’t sit. He didn’t bow. He didn’t smile. “You lied to Elena her entire life,” he said flatly. “And you’re going to tell me why.” Xavier folded his arms. “You think you can walk in here and talk like that? Elena is a Xia. Our problem. Not yours.”

"Are you asking about our shared interests or what keeps us in bed together?" Rena nearly chokes on the piece of bread she just bit into. I smirk. Xavier’s expression remains unreadable. "You can start with interests." "Books," Rena blurts out, clearing her throat quickly, as if she needs to physically push down her embarrassment. "We both love books." Xavier actually laughs. A short, amused sound, but a laugh nonetheless. "Books?" His eyes flick between us. "Armani, you? Since when do you love books?"

he demanded, not needing to wait long as he wanted her answer now. She looked at him in confusion, and she replied with a clever answer. "Barrier? What barrier?" Xavier was silent for a moment, digesting the girl's answer. He examined her carefully, looking for any signs of deception, and did not find any. Hmm. Did this little girl really not know? When he saw the emotions clearly written on her face, it was unlikely that she would lie about the sincerity of her words. He then wanted to know how she managed to get here and asked, "How did you get here? Where is Rylan?"

Xavier’s voice was tender as he tucked some of my hair behind my ear. I took a moment. Was I okay? The answer was an easy no. But I couldn’t tell him all the reasons why. The main reason I couldn’t share was being wolfless. “Um…I’m still processing. I’m still trying to figure out what that witch's riddle meant and also why would someone want to kill me?” “Come here,” Xavier instructed as he lay on his back. Listening, I rested my head on his chest as he lazily drew circles on my back with his finger.