Alejandro X Rudy Novels & Stories

"I-I'm Phil. Phil Page." Alejandro stalks over to him like a wolf—nice and slow with dark intentions in his eyes. He shakes Phil's hand and smiles forcibly; he has a good four to five inches on Phil's height, and Phil realizes how badly he messed up when he can't even level his eyes with Alejandro's. "Alejandro Quintanilla," he replies coldly. Phil gulps, avoiding Alejandro's stare. Their handshake lasts a very long time. I can see Alejandro tightening his hand around Phil's hand. It gets to a point where Phil pulls away and stretches out his fingers; they're reddened against his pale skin.

I whimpered and gulped. He was really going to reject me! "I, Xander, the future... Alpha of the Red Moon, hereby re...ject you, Lena." I watched his breath change. His eyes fluttered constantly, as if he was forcing those words out. My eyes were filled with tears as my heart became so heavy, my teeth were clenched together to force back the loud sob about to escape my lips. His eyes fell on mine, and he looked away sharply. "I, Xander, the future Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, reject you, Lena, as my..." The knife fell off his shivering hand.

"Right. I'm running a check right now." Rhye stared at the images Leon had called up on the screen. Some were known as Rogue lairs – most of them former lairs, due to the efforts of Francisco and his men – and others showed Rogues and Ferals coming and going from various locations in and around the city. One face caught Rhye's eye more than the rest. It was Stefan, the Italian alpha.

If we want to go on arguing about land and money, we need to at least have said land and money in our possession. I spot Alonso Reyes and his silver hair near the hot d’oeuvres, stuffing his plate with food as he’s talking some poor guy’s ear off. Instinctively I grab Alejandro’s wrist and drag him with me, because I did lie and I do need him to help with all the details I still don’t know. “Senor Reyes,” I greet with an elevated voice, dripping with fake politeness, which makes Alejandro grunt behind me and Reyes’ companion sigh in relief as he excuses himself and walks away quickly.

He smirked. Well at least he didn't hear anything. That's a plus. That was intense with Raven. If I told this to my 13 year old self, she wouldn't believe it. "You're, Loco my friend." I chuckled. "And this Loco wants to know everything." I shook my head as I lightly laugh. I met, Alejandro, when we were fourteen years old. Been inseparable since then. We met at one my dad's parties. Alejandro's dad, has a company in Spain and he does business with dad. His dad travels and his mom has a fashion boutique here with all her designs. They're very popular. Ale, is studying to become a fashion designer like his mom.

He chuckled. “Did you do all this for the ball?” he questioned, running a finger from my head to my shoes. “I doubt Father changed his mind about taking the twins.” “He didn’t I just thought, as they weren’t feeling well, I could go-” “Don’t worry, you don’t have to convince me. I think it’s high time the other princes saw my gorgeous baby sister,” he chimed in, giving me that bright smile of his. Poles apart from everyone else in the family, Valerian is the only one that treated me like I am family. He is ten years older than me but is by far my favorite. I am happy that one day, he’ll be the one to rule Alvannia after my father.

“So, you’re gonna explain or what? Beg pardon, mate, but I’m gonna have to ask you to explain your a**. Why are you dining in a refined place like this with my wife?” Mateo was not the least bit panicked. He, too, rose to his feet with aplomb and studied Alejandro with interest. Then, he extended a hand to him. “You must be Alejandro Smith, yes? Your reputation is quite far-reaching! I am Mateo Rodriguez; I think I’m qualified to be called Melanie’s childhood friend. Though... we haven’t exactly seen each other for a pretty long time.” Alejandro espied the jewelry box laying before Melanie’s seat, and a veneer of hardened steel coated his eyes. He ignored Mateo’s hand—still raised in midair—

Alessandro apologized with a smile, moving towards her and she was shocked again. "You know my real name?" She asked fearfully and he just smirked at her. "Rudra is my best friend for a long long time, perks of being a mafia leader. He is the one who told me to keep a check on you as you are completely alone here and to be near you always, I had to do the drama that I am in love with you, but actually, I like your friend, Anna!" Alessandro answered with a nervous smile, rubbing his nape. Listening to him Neha furiously looked at Rudra who looked away instantly and walked away ruffling his hair, acting cool.

”Just because he’s Summer’s dad doesn’t mean you should marry him at that instant. She slapped her friend’s shoulder and gave her a pinch on the waist. Quincy Mae was whispering in her seat before she turned her attention to Gideon, who was having a conversation with Nexus Almeradez’s sibling, whom she met a while ago. Alejandro Almeradez was just like Gideon. His shoulder-length hair was black with stubble. Ruggedly handsome was the best description for him. She learned that he was Gideon’s colleague during his military days, along with his close friend, Riguel. Just as serious as Gideon’s character was, Alejandro was the complete opposite. The way he winked at her made her think that makin

“Chill, bro. Why so touchy? I thought you were supposed to be the big bad mafioso around here.” Alejandro said nothing. He simply took a sip of whiskey, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a slow drag. Ryan tilted his head. “You’re weird.” Alejandro gave him a dark, warning look. Ryan laughed, plucked the cigarette from his mouth, and took a puff himself. “You guys are all weird,” he muttered, exhaling smoke as he walked out. Alejandro stayed silent, his gaze heavy with unspoken thoughts.