Alejandro X Rudy Novels & Stories

I knew Alejandro hated the Russians for all the pain he went through when he was growing up, all the injustice he suffered. And the Russians hated him because he busted their little daydream by killing his way through their little bank of robotic, inhuman killing machines. Yeah, that must have caused quite a fissure in their operations. I bet they were still trying to cover up the losses they incurred from that ordeal to date! But really, wasn’t it time to bury the hatchet and start over? While I understood that the world couldn’t have two kings, this world was big enough for both of them to reign in.

Alejandro snapped in frustration, and Alexandro scoffed while taking a sip of his wine. "Jandro," Alexandro began, licking his lips, "I wasn't spying on you. I simply made an educated guess about your whereabouts, and it seems my guess was accurate..." He paused briefly and approached Alejandro, continuing, "But, I am genuinely curious about your relationship with that woman. So, I'll ask nicely. What's your connection with her? Have you fallen in love with her?" An angry smirk appeared on Alejandro's lips as he furiously tossed his cigarette onto the tiled floor, crushing it with his shoe. Closing the gap between him and Alexandro, he stood nose to nose with his brother, leaving no space be

I queried immediately in fear. " No, Fernando" he replied. Then I broke a sigh. Alejandro was the least person I wanted to see at the moment. He was the real definition of cold hearted, ruthlessness and callousness, unlike his brother Fernando who was strict but at least did have a good sense of humour. Alejandro on the other hand seldom smiled as he always had the cold visage. Nonetheless, he was the most handsome and beautiful man I had ever seen. Everyone in the club was more scared of him than even Santiago Jose, his father who is the owner of the club.

My focus was on dealing with the two bastards so that I could rush Sadie to the hospital. I was the fearless Alpha Alec. Rogues trembled at my name. I have to admit that I underestimated the hybrids. Fighting with them was a different experience. They were faster and stronger. I doubt any of the vampires or alphas I’ve fought could compare. Well, except for Sadie. The way she brought him under her command even in a weakened state amazed me and left me in awe of her. There is still the matter of her being able to mind-link me, but that doesn’t matter right now. What matters is getting her some help.

“I meant no disrespect.” Alejandro’s gaze swept across the room, his red eyes glowing with an intensity that made the air feel heavier. “Let me make one thing clear,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Yolanda is my mate, my queen, and my equal. Anyone who disrespects her disrespects me. And I do not tolerate disrespect.”

Rowan said as he held his hand out for her to shake, introducing herself, and with the kind person she was, she smiled at him shaking it. "Alejandro" Alejandro also introduced himself. He wasn't a Romano but he was still very close to the family, the deep scar on his eyebrow went down to his cheek. Alejandro came with his own demons, and just like Maxiano, he also had his own things with knives. "Violet Bianchi" she introduced herself to them while they continued to clean up the mess, ignoring us. Violet waited for me to say something. "I can't tell you everything." I told her.

“Let’s see just how brave you truly are. I turn away from him and raise my leather flask to the boy’s lips. He takes a small sip of water, grimacing as he lays his head back on the dirt. Clutching one of his arms, it appears red and swollen. I gently run my hand over his elbow, and he groans. If I wrap it tightly before it begins to heal and make a sling, it might provide some relief. First, I retrieve the willow bark from my satchel. “For the pain,” I explain. “They said you were a beauty, but I didn’t realize you were a redhead,” the alpha remarks. “What does that have to do with anything?” “It’s not a hair color you typically see south of the border. Maybe you have ancestors from the Nort

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

Alpha Marco and I both snapped our heads up from where we sat at his desk to the man standing in the doorframe, who I assumed was Beta Alex given his extraordinarily large stature and solid build. “Julius, this is my Beta, Alex.” Alpha Marco introduced us as he stood from his chair. I extended my hand to Beta Alex as I straightened myself beside Marco. He took it with a surprisingly firm grip, nodding his head in a show of respect before his hazel eyes met mine. His smooth, dark skin paired with striking eyes and near-flawless features made him look more like a doll than a man, but his expression reminded me of a soldier. He had none of the sadistic playfulness that Dean carried with him, in

He and Jake are brothers and since he was raised with the understanding of leadership as well as the physical strength of a Beta, it made sense to put him in a more leadership role. Of course, we held tryouts, but Richie came out on top anyway. Richie always likes to pair up with me because we are somewhat evenly matched in fighting skills. I have pulled one over on him more than a few times, but he always gives his best and is never afraid to throw a few punches or kicks my way. I at least learn a new trick, whenever he pulls one on me every now and then. Since coming back from Alpha training, I've picked up a few more fighting techniques that I wouldn't mind using to whoop his ass.