Alex Cross Novels & Stories

Alpha Rex growls and I feel goosebumps growing on my skin at how deep the voice sounds. Zane laughs and raises his hands up. “Ok, I get it. I won’t mess with our Luna.” Alpha Rex ignores Zane and gracefully steps out of the car. He slides his hands into the pockets of his black jeans and scowls at me. “Are you waiting for an invitation?” He says icily, narrowing his eyes at me. My stomach twists and I play with the hem of my dirty shirt. “W-where are we going?” I ask gingerly, stealing glances at him while I stay stuck in the seat. I'm afraid of getting up because I'm sure I've stained his expensive car with animal blood and mud. Goddess, is he going to hit me?

“Is it far?-“ “Don’t worry, our queen!” Lucia whistles in a sound that only the ones she is calling can hear. "We are lucky! The sun hasn't risen yet. The alexandrite stones are still in deep sleep." Big footsteps of a running creature is heard. Aria sees adventure in the twinkling eyes of the children. She almost let go of a cringe noise when a very big struthios appear in her face. The big birds are flapping their wings to greet their owners...

Was it his kindness, or was it the Alpha's glare shooting daggers in my direction behind the man? "You're welcome." He smiled. "Harrison Cage. That's my name. What's yours?" "Scarlett." I added. "Scarlett De Luca." "Cage." Alpha Jax's voice seemed ominous for a second as Harrison's eyes went back and forth between us. "Pardon me." He replied. "I'll see you some other time, Scarlett." He said as he went back to the Alpha's side. As they exited, Alpha Jax turned back with eyes full of fire, enough for me to burn to the ground.

“You can’t.” Alexander raised his weapon. “Watch me.” He fired. The bullet struck Cross in the shoulder. He staggered backward. Blood spread across his coat. Evelyn stared. Cross looked at the wound. Then laughed. “You still don’t understand.” Alexander stepped forward. “You’re not immortal.” “No.” Cross wiped the blood from his fingers. “But I don’t need to be.” He pressed something on his wrist. Every machine in the room activated. The chamber opened completely. Echo One stepped out.

“Still in the Snowlands. Last I heard, he killed an alpha and married her wife. Ingrid, I think her name was.” “Alex, then.” “Probably. I’ll send someone to monitor the Grey Keep. He could make things difficult for us.” The thread of light that Liana gave Blake wraps around his soul and pulses inside him. He shifts on the stone, stretching one of his legs and arching his back slightly. Jack frowns. “What’s wrong with you?” “I can feel her.” Jack’s nostrils flare, then he chuckles. “Luckily for you, she’s not a half-wolf who’s just about to go through the transition ... oh, wait...”

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

"Update me if you need anything else." "Will do, bye." Alexandra waved him off as he left and then turned to Alistair who had been staring. "Got something to say?" "What are you up to?" He asked with eyes full of scrutiny. Alexandra turned back to collect her bouquet from Darius before she dimmed it fit to speak. "Not like you are entitled to know, but I'll still let you in. Anthony Cross and his brother Syrian Cross were the people who sent a hired killer after me... well more like they paid a gamble addicted drunkard to come after me and Aunt was caught in the crossfire and now, I'm simply making sure they pay for their crimes. Tax evasion, laundering of company funds or creating fake pape

Alex was forced to comply with the request as it was difficult to refuse. Alex worked for three months as the Vice Chair of the State's Chemical Weapons Research and Development before being promoted to Chair of Research. He constantly moved from one area to another and was sent abroad several times using military aircraft for cooperation with other countries. Alex had to keep this secret from Claire due to government demands. One day, after six months as Research Chair, he woke up feeling a profound sense of peace. He opened his window, looked at the blue sky, and felt a deep sense of sacredness.

It was an exact, flawless twin to the one currently hanging around Sienna’s own neck. Alexander moved with instantaneous, protective speed. He stepped directly between Marcus’s tablet and Sienna, his towering frame blocking her from the video feed as his storm-gray eyes glared into the camera lens with lethal, quiet rage. "Who the hell are you?" Alexander demanded, his low baritone vibrating through the quiet room like rolling thunder. The woman on the screen let out a soft, musical laugh that held zero genuine warmth. "Always the blunt, aggressive titan, Mr. Cross. Just like your father. But lower your tone. You are speaking to the majority shareholder of Vanguard Apex Holding."

We moved through the room, our eyes scanning for any sign of Alexander. "He's not here," Anna said. "He must be on the top floor." We climbed the stairs to the top floor. The corridor was lined with doors—Alexander's private quarters, his office, his safe room. We moved toward the main door at the end of the hall. I pushed it open. Alexander Cross was sitting behind a large, ornate desk. He was older than I remembered, his hair grayer, his face more lined. But his eyes were the same—cold, calculating, empty.