Alex Alvarez Novels & Stories

As stupid as that sounds; I just want to relish in it for a second. No matter how badly I want to look away, I keep my gaze sharp on him. His height it what has thrown me off guard right away, along with his change in look. He has to be able to look at me and see the same girl he saw years ago. Well, a more forest born version of me. “Alpha Rylan,” I say carefully, my quivering voice sounding strange as it dances along the concrete walls around us. He shakes his head at me, looking at me from under his hairline. “I told you not to call me Alpha.”

He has come into their life, makes them feel better and now scared. A cowboy Mafia boss ? Not anymore. Now he will be the sadistic Maximo Santino he had always been for iris to be well again. He turn to the Cellphone and gripped it tightly as he said into the caller. " I am dead serious Alessio. Get down here with a ride. I have to move out " Arlene shuddered when she heard this and her heart involuntarily fell off. At the back of her mind she had known Maximo Santino won't be living in a ranch forever.

“Well, did Argent tell you anything about our family? What was in that envelope you gave me to give to my mate?” His head perked up at the word ‘ours’ and he stuttered a little, “Uh, no. He said I had to do my job before I got any information. And I’m not exactly sure what was in it. Argent just said that I had to give it to you.” I sighed and sat back down on top of a big paint bucket, trying not to fall, “Well, my name is Tyler. My parents are Jamie and Anna. I have two older siblings, Tallon and Benjamin. He goes by Benny. Tallon has three little girls and they are the coolest kids you’ll ever meet,” I smiled at him as his eyes looked at me in wonder, “Daddy is a crazy redneck who likes

The Alpha sighed in relief when he caught sight of Dalton and adjusted his shirt which got messy during his brawl with the pack warriors who refused to let him cross the pack borders. An old frail woman stepped from behind the Alpha but the latter appeared reluctant to let the woman be anywhere afar from him. He seemed pretty protective of the woman. “I’m Alpha Blaze.” The Alpha introduced himself. “And this is Patricia, a witch who has been of great help to me and my mate.” “State your business for stepping on my territory without permission.” Dalton declared, loud and firm. “We mean no trouble. We’re here with good intention.” Alpha Blaze said with convincing honesty.

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”

I said, calling the man, watching as he froze, looking at me over his shoulder as he did. “I, Valerie Morozov, accept your rejection, Alpha Alessandro D’Almerita.”

he said softly. The sound of his voice was different too; still deep and still dangerous, but softer, almost coaxing. I forced my eyes open. His face was close enough to blur, his hair falling loose around a jaw tight with restraint. “I told you,” he murmured, thumb brushing a tear I hadn’t realised had fallen. “Your body would betray you. It always has.” Something inside me cracked. “You don’t know me.” Alvarez smiled, small, unreadable. “I know what you taste like when you surrender.” His thumb slid down, tracing my lip, smearing the faint salt of my own tears. “And I know you liked it.”

I’m already stressed , and the sun is barely up. I pour myself a mug of the burnt coffee , pretending the bitterness is intentional . My laptop is open because apparently my brain decided “anxiety at dawn” is my new personality. My fingers move on their own: “Hayes-Alvarez 1987.” The screen loads. Spinning wheel. Then an old news clipping pops up. Grainy photo. Two men shaking hands like they’re sealing the future between their palms. Victor Hayes — sharp jaw, storm-gray eyes full of calculation.

I got up, opened the door, and smiled as I saw a pretty girl with beautiful brown eyes, holding a tray with a plate filled with red velvet cake, decorated beautifully with red rose petals. "Hi, I hope I'm not bothering you. My name is Olivia Dannelly, Livie for short, I'm alpha Alarick's mate. Uhm… Alarick and Hunter are best friends from college. I wasn't sure if you knew.” my eyes widened in surprise, making my smile grow. So, Mr most eligible bachelor graduated college already? Lucky him. Ok, I know I'm being sour, I have a degree in business too, but… damn it, I so badly want my certification to become a teacher.

The video cuts off abruptly "Pull up the comments," I whisper, but loud enough for her to hear as she clicks on it @THATGIRL_ says I cannot believe the very people honoured to protect and serve are hurting us, My heart goes out to the families. You will not go unavenged! @ Joshua says #Alvarez exposed, I want that son of a bitch to burn in hell and on earth for what he did. All those children, those women. He says with the teary eyes emoji.