Alex Hirsch Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Matthew chuckled. "Deal," Alex smiled without thinking much about it, he was already drunk and filled with lots of egos to back off now, Shaking Keir's hand he said, "Looking forward to owning shares in Hydra." "I can't believe you guys, who is the fucking lady?" Hardin asked hoping they could get it over with as soon as possible. "Octavia Cosmo," Alex said with a smirk on his face.

She was nothing like the girls I feared. She was different. “Are you even listening to me, man?” Marc’s voice cuts through my thoughts. I blink, focus. “What?” “I said, your girlfriend hasn’t shown up at work in days. Such insubordination isn’t tolerated at Flirt.” I lift a brow. If only he knew Alexa Hills is a descendant of the owners of one of the richest fashion houses in the world, he’d swallow his words. “Where is she?” He presses. “Don’t tell me she broke up with you after getting the job…”

Marishka ran out of words, she finally looked at Alicia with disapproving eyes. Alicia looked away, she won…but she would be elegant. 'I'm his wife...I won! She lost..even though she is a singer with many fans..and a sexy body..I won! Hah!' "You love this girl...Alex?" She asked again turning to Alex in disbelief. "Yes..very much. Even I chased her...until she wanted to marry me..." Alex winked, Alicia smiled, Marishka finally cried.

I could hear Seb protesting but Alex didn’t care. And there standing with the shocked face in the center of the room in a bathrobe was the birthday girl, my best friend and apparently Sebastian’s girlfriend – Zivah Chopra. I blinked five times in shock, my jaw literally dropping down. I couldn’t figure out what was more scandalous, Alex finally kissing me inside the lift. Or Zivah sneaking away to sleep with Sebastian.

After a pause, he speaks: "You seemed pretty into it though, very deep thoughts as you were staring at that book." I was thinking of you, Alex wants to respond. But here again, he doesn't say it aloud. There are a lot of things he'd like to say to Ash. But he can't. He only shrugs in response, and it seems to be the end of that conversation, as Ash launches himself in the latest gossip at school. "Did you know that Irving Haynes is dating Louise ?" Ash asks. "Who would have guessed, huh?" "I would," Alex says, and he shrugs when Ash gives him an unbelieving look. "What? Honestly, Irving's crush was explicitly obvious."

Victoria, in turn, glanced up at him, her lips curling into a soft smile as she spoke—eyes filled with something that could be interpreted as familiarity, or perhaps something deeper. Alexei, ever the observer, saw an opportunity. He angled his phone just right, capturing the moment with expert precision—Victoria’s expression open and engaged, Alexander’s unreadable but undeniably present. The framing was impeccable, making it appear as though they were locked in a quiet, intimate exchange. Satisfied, he sent the image to Ava with a single caption: [Your husband is about to have a girlfriend soon.] He leaned back, waiting for a reaction. With the kind of convoluted relationship Ava had with

Damon Shadow was the strongest in the Shadow pack. He was the Alpha. However, he had a peculiar reaction whenever I came near. His muscles would stiffen, his breathing would become shallow, and he would sometimes retch. We had been to countless hospitals, but none of them could help. Finally, the High Priest of the Moon Goddess Temple, Jasper Lane, gave a diagnosis. According to him, it was a miswired fated mate bond. He said, "This happens once in ten thousand years. You're indeed a fated pair, but the bond had formed incorrectly. Damon's body instinctively rejects you, yet his wolf cannot leave you.

“Rebecca Harris.” I frowned. That name meant nothing to me. “Doesn’t ring a bell?” she asked. “No,” I admitted. “She’s Elizabeth’s co-model and… former friend,” Jessica said. “Ex-friend,” Elizabeth cut in quickly. “I don’t like her.” Jessica smirked slightly. “Alexander and her had a thing… not dating, but something. She was obsessed with him.” “Oh…” I murmured. “I get it now.” “Yeah, well, that’s not your problem anymore,” Elizabeth said. “You’re the one in his heart .”

she whispers, leaning into him and smelling the familiar scent and burnt cinnamon, “to always do stupid and spontaneous things with you.” Alex chuckles against his shoulder as he hugs her. As they embrace, Alex whispers, “And I promise to always say yes.” Ashly pulls back and leans in, kissing Alex as soft as feathers, her hands not letting go for a long time. In the sky, a cascade of gold washes over them. Five years later:

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r