Alex And Henry Fanfic Novels & Stories

he said while I was packing my things up. As I finished packing up I apologized again before I turned around and hit a rock-hard wall"hey Alex what are you doing here with him?" Oh it's Mattheo "sorry I got the wrong table-" I said until someone cut me off "my name is Xander not 'him'" Xander said looking up at him "come to one Alexandra let's go," Mattheo told me quite sternly I never really heard him get mad as we turned around about to leave I heard someone say something behind me "He's the one who gave you Sunflowers and treated you for dinner, never knew you were such a bitch"

Alex can't bring himself to open his eyes-- scared that if I do, everything will just disappear. "Alex, I love you," Ash softly whispers as he unzips Alex pants. 'Wait a minute, isn't Alex is an Alpha and Ash is his omega. It means he need to be in top not Ash. And Ash is shy person then how the hell he become........ Oh shit!' Chest heaving and catching Alex breath when he realise everything now, he softly say "I----" *** Alex opens his eyes with a searing pain on his head.

"Alex, I haven't had a chance to tell you that I have a crush on you. But, I'm about to lose you. What should I do?" No one answered her. Amelia just took his hand and cried bitterly. Seeing that it was almost time, she gently wiped the back of Alex's wet hand, and then put a kiss on it. "Alex, I will live alone with my love for you and our memory." "Alex, be happy." The darkness dissipated, and the shimmering light shined. Alexander sat up abruptly from the bed. Looking at the back of his hand, he felt that it was burning fiercely. He tried to recall the reason, but all he got was an endless headache.

“Didn’t I tell you not to make a sound?” I responded with an incoherent mumble—my failed attempt at apologizing. “No words?” Alex slid his hand down from my throat to my nipples. He pinched them hard, one after the other, eliciting another jumbled moan. “Did I fuck your brains out, my gorgeous slut?” Considering I couldn’t even remember my name, probably. And as the minutes—hours—rolled into each other, I lost myself in him. In us. In sweet, filthy, depraved oblivion.

To my deepest regressions, Alexis accepted. “I don’t,” She replied. He took her hand, and together, they walked out of the house. I made sure to mask my jealousy in front of Richard and Julia. “What was all that for? Are you trying to break off your sister and her mate?” Richard fired at me. “Is it possible? If it is, I’ll definitely do so,” I fired back. “Oh my goodness, Alex. Anybody who hears this would think maybe you are practicing incest with your sister!” Julia raved. She was losing her cool.

Should I choose Bryan, who had just asked me out and had always been kind to me, or Blake, who had rejected me but had a history of taking my virginity and having sex with him? This question gnawed at me, leaving me stranded between the cunning Alpha Lycan and his charming Beta.

Jaxon gave a curt nod in return. "What are you doing here, Henry?" my father demanded, stepping forward as Henry hesitated. Henry's tone was cautious as he turned toward Dad. "Alpha Robert has sent me to fetch Aurora. He wishes to speak with her... regarding the incident between her and Alpha Ryan." Not this. Not now. "You can tell your Alpha she's not coming," Dad snapped instantly. "She's my daughter, not some goddamned object he can summon whenever he pleases." Henry looked genuinely uneasy. "I understand, Christopher, and I don't agree with what Alpha Ryan did—but this is a direct order. I can't disobey."

But the idea made Alex’s stomach churn, and not because he didn’t want to get along with Brian. He just wanted him too much. And so the war continued. Silent stares at dinner. Heated arguments over laundry. A cold shoulder in the hallway. From the outside, they were bitter stepbrothers. Inside, they were two fated souls waiting to crash. HEAT AND HALE Alex woke up in a sweat, clutching his blanket like a lifeline. His skin tingled, and the air felt too heavy to breathe. The sheets clung to his body, soaked. His heat had started early.

Henry felt homely and so happy to the extent that he didn't want her to go again. Just then Alex walked in with two pop corns on his hands. He'd gone to get the sweetest milky popcorn in the queue, leaving Henry all by himself. He met a beautiful lady with son. Caro. They exchanged pleasantries and he thanked her for keeping his son company but their eyes stuck on each other that they couldn't pull away. Henry asked "daddy, is she my mummy?" Alex coughed surprisingly, he didn't expected that so quick. Caro chuckled.

The mansion loomed silent under the moonlit night. Henry was miles away on yet another business trip, leaving his young wife, Jennifer alone with her frustrations. Jennifer's curvaceous figure had always turned heads, but her recent marriage to Henry had left her body aching for real passion. Her hazel eyes often lingered too long on Alex whose towering frame exuded raw masculinity. Alex had been hooked from the moment he laid eyes on her two weeks ago. The sexual tension simmered like a pot ready to boil over. Jennifer, unsatisfied by Henry's perfunctory attentions, felt her pussy throb whenever Alex's head turned her way.