Alec Lawler Novels & Stories

“A tragedy. Truly.” “Don’t play games with me.” Valerian’s golden eyes narrowed. “You’re accusing me without evidence. Dangerous, even for an Alpha.” “I know your ways, Valerian,” Alexandro growled. “You would do anything to weaken me.” “I would never stoop so low as to abduct a Luna,” Valerian said coolly. “Even I have rules.” Alexandro studied his face, searching for a crack, a flicker of guilt. But Valerian remained unreadable.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

he snapped. “You pushed me to it!” I snapped. “I wasn’t going to sit back and watch another mistress take you again. And this one has a damn child!” My father stepped between us before either of us could say something worse. “Enough,” Alpha Jackson said firmly. “This ends now. Both of you are going to stand down from this shit that you are playing.” Nathan didn’t move. Didn’t back down. “This ends when I say it does,” he replied. My father held his ground. “You will not touch her.”

He pulls away, one hand still holds Blake's neck and the other on his bicep. Blake stairs at him with a blank and confused gaze. None of it making sense to him. "Why do you keep calling me Alarick!? Like I said-" Blake pulls away and turns facing the others, and slowly turns back towards Harou. "My name, is Blake! Alpha of the Primords pack. And I am wasting my time here. I have a war that needs to come to an end. And I must leave now! Before things get worse." He begins to walk away, but Harou

Alec was blabbering in his panic. “Mr. Alec. I took the pain because of my friend Ms. Hazel.” He gestured towards her. “And I am here to teach you a lesson. If someone messes with my friends, he messes with me.” Though his tone was calm but he was holding a deathly glare. On a new stamped paper the state lawyer asked Ivy to sign it. And then completed the file. “Here. Milord. It’s done. Just as you wanted it.”

Alecia looked up from her laptop when Ryder opened the door. Glancing at the clock, she noticed it was nine. Another late night and stressful one according to his furrowed brows. What did he do all day? Whenever she asked he would change the subject or say he didn’t want to talk about it. It probably wasn’t much. He had told her that usually lawyers spent their first year being overpaid paralegals. She closed her laptop. She would finish the short story tomorrow.

Thank you. "You believe me though, right?" my voice breaks at the end. "Of course I believe you. Anything you tell me I'll believe," I can't help feel like crying. I hold it in and nod. His face curves into a tiny smile. The door opens to reveal a guy I have never seen before. "I am Alec, your lawyer," he is in an expensive suit. That must mean he is good at what he does or it's just something I desperate need to believe.

He’s definitely looking at my back, and he definitely knows I’m losing it. “Sir... you might want to... think about baseball? Or taxes?” “Shut up, Alec,” I growl. “Think about your unemployment check, because that’s the next thing you’ll be seeing.” “That’s it,” I growl, stepping out of my designated 'stillness' square. The gravel crunches under my loafers like a gunshot. “Alec, climb those stairs. We’re doing this the hard way!” Alec starts walking up to me and I look at the dozens of bald heads still relaxing, like I'm not about to screw their peaceful little silence.

Alex stated. The man nodded at Alex's response and turned his gaze towards Mr. Lawrence to get his name. "I am Lawrence Stone, the lawyer to Mr. Alex," Mr. Lawrence responded. "Amelia Walmart is my name. I am the daughter of the deceased," Amelia said, with a feeling of sadness. "Please accept my condolences, Amelia," the man responded sympathetically. "So, back to your question Ms. Walmart, Mr. Nick wasn't just a seller to me; he was also an old friend," the man began.

" Excuse me for asking, Mr. Campbell. But what do you do for a living?” " 'I'm a lawyer,' he returned as if it were the most obvious thing in the universe, “at one of the largest firms in Rochester. And unfortunately, so is the Waldorf. We were about to go into a meeting about a new client, and I'm sure I could represent him. Then Eric walked up and said "I'm sorry about what happened to your daughter, Alicia showed me the disclaimer from the sorority directory, it was really unfortunate". At first I thought he was just trying to destabilize me, but when I found the disclaimer, I just let my boss know that a family emergency arose and got in the car. I didn't even warn Addison.”