Alex Cross Novels & Stories

His dark eyes staring intensely at me, like he is observing me very carefully just like am to him. "Alexa" He bends down to my height, slowly brushes the edge of my right cheek with his calloused index finger which causes my skin to crawl in discomfort. "You see that clock over there? Can you hear the ticking?" He bites his bottom lip and I watch as he drags his tomb across the wetness of them "that clock is a physical embodiment of time, that every tick, every little sound brings us closer to the end of a new dawn." He squats down to my height and my eyes follow suit, not taking my gaze off him for even just a second. "You see Alexa, time is very fragile and unstable, every little curve, ev

Alexei looks antsy as he stands against the wall with a cigarette dangling from his lips while Viktor seems calm. Well, nothing bothers Viktor from what I can see anyway. Viktor nods his head to another SUV two spaces down from mine and I see two people getting out to walk toward us. Tall, tanned, with tattoos on his knuckles, suave in a fitted black suit with the top two buttons of his shirt open. Dark hair slicked back, and piercing crimson eyes. He looks the part, at least. “What’s with all the stress in your scent?” I ask Alexei, greeting him with a clap on the shoulder. “You’d think they’ve come here to kill us all.”

He said and then both him and Karen got inside Karen's car and then they drove off to a restaurant that was only ten minutes away from Dean's house. After arriving at the restaurant they sat down at the back where there were less people so that people wouldn't hear what they were saying. "So you were saying?"Dean asked. "Well Axle and his late twin brother Alex A.K.A Axy were diagnosed with some kind of disease that had no cure, but Axy got the worst of it so he died at a young age. So it started getting worse for Axle nine years ago. The doctor that they had found for him died in a car accident so no one could cure him. He researched about his illness and asked if there was anything that co

He said, but I didn't say anything, nor did I move. "Pl... pl.. please help me. I don't know wha.. what.. I haven't done this before, your highness." I stammered, pleading for mercy as my confidence suddenly disappeared again. This was Alpha Alexandros, who doesn't care about what you want. He just does as he pleases. I just couldn't allow this man to do anything to me.

"Dominic! It looks like you haven't given up yet, have you? Did you come here to kill me?" Alex is no ordinary designer, he used to work in a mysterious organization, if he hadn't made a mistake and was kicked out of the organization, he would be a famous assassin now. Dominic heard Alex's sarcastic voice, he wasn't angry, Dominic said. "Do I want to kill you? A rat like you can't make me use a gun. Alex! It looks like you're overconfident in yourself, don't you? How dare a rat like you point a gun at me?"

Each leap and somersault displayed Alex's exceptional athleticism and reflexes. The streets became a high-speed battleground as Alex commandeered an array of vehicles—a sleek motorcycle, a powerful sports car, and even a helicopter—to outmaneuver The Syndicate's relentless pursuit. Explosions erupted, sending shockwaves through the air, as Alex utilized expert driving skills to navigate narrow alleyways, weaving through traffic with impossible precision.

"Don't you recognize me?" Alpha Cupid leaned forward towards Axel and scrutinized his face. He tilted his head to the side and hummed. "Were you, perhaps, my customer before?" Axel chuckled. "Fuck off, man. It's me—Axel." His eyes widened in recognition, and he stood up from his seat. "Axel? From the Silver Raven pack?" Axel nodded his head. Alpha Cupid sat down in a much more relaxed manner, and the business smile he had on his face was replaced with a relieved expression.

It was because someone was waiting for him downstairs, and they needed to hurry, plus she used to be a nurse, so she was used to seeing naked bodies. After removing the plaster and cleaning up the sticky residue that was left behind, Alexa and Maxime headed out of Austin’s room. Maxime’s spine went taut when they opened the door and outside Austin’s room stood The President. Maxime knew Ethan and Austin held a grudge towards Alexa’s father, Andrew. And now, she was afraid that the President might take action against her friend. ‘I need to hide Alexa from Mr. Albert Morris… My poor friend. I don’t want everyone to hate her just because she’s the daughter of that sinful man.’ Maxime tried to s

CHASE “What happened to your face, bro?” Alec snickers as he climbs out of his truck, taking in the state of my still-reddened mug. The blisters have already healed, but some evidence of the coffee assault remains, my shifter healing working overtime to repair the damage. “Don’t go there,” Cal chuckles, shooting me a smug smirk as he slides out of the back seat of my Ford Raptor, parked alongside Alec and Dare’s truck at the lodge. He reaches back in to grab our bags of snowboard gear, hauling them out. “He got into it with his girl this morning and he’s still salty as fuck.”

Bruk Alexis stopped walking when she realized that she had bumped into something in front of her. Something so hard that it made Alexis take a few steps back there. Then when Alexis lifted her head, she immediately felt a little more relieved at this very moment. "Adrian?" He whispered. In front of Alexis now stood Adrian. Adrian lowered his head quite deep, seemed to close his eyelids. But Alexis didn't care about that at all. Immediately, Alexis gripped Adrian's right arm there tightly. “Gosh, I'm grateful to have met you, Adrian. I'm Alexis Calder, I'm a student in Mythology class with Mr. Jolyon this morning. I-I really need your help right now. I think someone was following me earlier…”