Alex G Pretend Chords Novels & Stories

He tried playing a few keys at the beginning of the song. Because he hadn’t played for a long time, he was a little rusty and pressed some keys wrongly. Alan suddenly laughed heartily and blurted, “Your tenth grade should be an amateur tenth grade, right? You even pressed the wrong keys. Forget about coordinating with Zendaya’s singing, if you can match up to it, I’ll eat this piano!” Alex ignored him, but he was in a slight shock. His mental powers were continuously unleashed. He even closed his eyes, relying on his memory to play the piano.

that Pierre was showing me, just a triangle of black cloth held by three strips. The thing looked like a tiny loincloth. “And how is that used?” as much as I saw whatever Pierre was teaching me, I still didn't understand where it would be put. "The hell I'll tell you,” Alex growled, letting go of me for the first time since we arrived. "I'm going to kill him." Stunned, I saw how Alex began to chase Pierre around the store, while amused, he dodged with whatever he had shown me still in his hand.

I mean he is a very attractive guy and well an Alpha which means he must know a thing or two about pleasure. The of thought of Alpha Max pleasuring me sends a rush of heat straight to my core. I clench my legs together to stop the need. Maybe I should let off steam in other ways. Just as the idea come to my mind, I heard something. I quickly and quietly get to my feet. The pool is not deep so only half of my body is covered by the water. I scan the treeline for any sign of movement. I feel his eyes on me before I see him. I feel the goosebumps raise on my skin. I slowly turn to face him or well his wolf. His wolf’s eyes are a deep ocean blue and they look…mad?

Alex would stand at the toilet door singing until Precious wanted to get out. Just like before, hearing Alex's singing made Precious feel even more relieved as if all her problems had disappeared under Alex's voice. Precious smiled while pretending to be asleep. Alex continued to sing until the song ended. Alex then turned and looked at Precious who was sleeping on his shoulder.

Kelsey's eyes widened, she almost fell out of her chair when she heard this, she couldn't believe her ears. An alpha was asking her to pretend as his mate. She turned to Dennis, "You are joking right?", she asked, it was obvious she was confused "No, I'm not", Dennis responded "Just stop joking. You are trying to make fun of me right?", Kelsey asked again "Of course not", Dennis disagreed, "I'm not joking, I am so serious about this and I want you to pretend as my mate, just for a while", he confirmed.

I look at the screen again and I see the two hearts pumping. I must have dozed off because when I open my eyes my phone is ringing. It’s Alec. I answer and he asks me where I am. I give him the address and he tells me he will be here soon. I can’t wait to see him, and tell him. I feel like it’s been hours since the phone rang, but then the door opens and Alec walks in. He stands near the door with his hand still on the handle. He looks at me laying in bed with the machine still attached to me, the heart beats playing in the background. He closes the door behind himself and walks to me. He stands next to the bed as his hand holds mine and he looks at the screen where two heart beats play in t

she asks, confused. "Come on, babe. You've got the voice; I really think you could win. It could be good for you." Alex looks up at Ashly with glazed eyes from their earlier activities. Ashly hesitantly agrees that she'll think about it, and Alex cheers, throwing a leg over Ashly's torso to straddle his lips to Ashly's neck. -- Ashly is sitting in the dining room, going over potential song choices with Seth and Rose for the upcoming festival, but they're proving to be quite useless.

Whatever it was, it made my heart skip a beat. “See what I mean?” Alex whispered, pulling me slightly closer. “If looks could kill, I’d be six feet under right now.” I turned back to Alex, my cheeks warming. “You’re exaggerating.” “Am I?” He teased. “How about we find out?” Before I could protest, Alex spun me once more, this time pulling me flush against him. My back pressed against his chest, and he leaned down to whisper, “Just play along.” I hesitated but nodded, swaying to the beat of the music.

Alex doesn't respond; he just stares at me, his chest rising and falling rapidly with each harsh breath. "Please, just leave me alone. I'm so tired of this," I whisper brokenly, the tears finally spilling over to stream down my cheeks. Something flickers in Alex’s eyes as he watches me cry, his jaw clenching so hard I fear he might crack a tooth. Slowly, he reaches out to cradle my face in his hands, his thumbs oh-so-gently brushing the tears from my skin.

A smile sharpened like a blade. House Crests embroidered in fabric. Guard dogs disguised as bodyguards. Champagne that tasted like poison. Laughter that hid conspiracies. And then… the music shifted. A slow, dark waltz. The kind played in movies when something terrible is about to happen. Alexander guided me deeper inside with a hand at my lower back, firm and grounding, but tense. Too tense. I leaned closer. “Alex… you’re gripping me too hard.” His jaw twitched. “I know.”