Alex Justin Russo Novels & Stories

I hear him groaning and I really do feel bad but I need him right now I'll apologize later. "Mark thank God, I need your help please I know it's later but you the only person I trust right now. I'm in trouble please help me." I say I haven't even realized I was crying from relief. "Chto za chert?" Says someone with a thick accent that I know is Russian. (what the hell?)"Who is dis?" he says I contemplate dropping the call but what he knows Mark.

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”

He didn't tell her I wrote off his mega-expensive supercar and had no insurance or job. We made it back to the office three hours and thousands and thousands of dollars later. I couldn't keep my eyes off my reflection in the mirrored elevator. Emma worked wonders on my hair, weaving millions of ultra-fine caramel blonde highlights through my unruly mop while Justin, her make-up artist went to work on my face covering years of stress and sleepless nights with his wonder products, all of which I got to keep. I barely recognised the woman staring back at me.

Karina braced herself and convinced her soul that Justin wasn't the one who would be her life partner in the future. Justin, on the other hand, was tidying his mattress, dusting the dust off his outside window with a long duster. He recalled last night's dream, of Ruin's arrival. In his dream, Justin was filming a big movie project about politics, when he met a handsome antagonist. The man who plays the antagonist apparently doesn't like Justin, and he kills those closest to Justin, starting with Karina, Alice, and the last one is Dave. Justin was so scared in the dream until finally he woke up and came out of the room, seeing Karina sleeping on the sofa, Justin had the initiative to give Ka

The song ended again after minutes and another mellow one came right next to it immediately. ------------------- CRUSH by David Archuleta ------------------ I hung up the phone tonight Something happened for the first time deep inside It was a rush, what a rush Justin suddenly smiled when he realized that the title was Crush. He grinned as his father holding a plastic bag with four paper rectangular containers inside the bag. He searched for Danny and Jane, who was now missing in their seats, and asked Justin where did they go. "Where is Danny? And your mother?" Stan asked quickly as Marian stood up from her seat. Justin said that Danny will be doing some urgent matters on his work and Jane

Justin ignored the check and raised his glass for a toast and waited for sia to raise hers but sia hesitated as she looked around and Justin kept smiling "It is a good idea to do a toast without her husband"bother heard a deep voice and Sia knew who it was a Justin upon hearing it his jaw clenched in anger as his face turned cold but smiled and looked up only to see Emiliano dressed in a Gray business suit with trey standing behind him like an obedient assistant

And, yes just after I said that he sat up straight, and he looked at me curiously before he realized his abrupt reactions. "Who is Alexander?" He frowned, now looking at me intently with eyes burning with curiosity. "He's just Alexander Russo. A dashing Italian billionaire, who owns chains of bars and restaurants," I chanted with an overly sweet tone. I sounded a bit giddy to make it even more believable, but still watching him closely. His hands are clenched, but his expressions are emotionless.

He winked at me before walking down the stairs and rushing toward his car as I looked at the glass of orange juice and pushing it aside. “Rough night?” A man asked from beside me. I raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him, watching as he smiled. His hand had a phoenix tattoo, and judging by his scent, I could tell that the man was an Alpha. “And you’re choosing to forget about it by drinking orange juice?” “I don’t drink alcohol.” I said, and he chuckled before nodding at my stomach. “I can tell, your child’s heartbeat beats you to that.” He said, and I laughed. He extended his hand to me, and I raised an amused eyebrow. “Malakai, but friends call me Kai.”

The Alpha said. "It's Cyrus. Cyrus Steele." He said as if he was formally introducing himself to the guests. "You piece of shit! Get me out of here!" The young boy screamed at him. He faced the boy and shook his head. "Now, that is what I'm exactly going to do and no, I'm not the piece of shit," he said as he walked towards the boy who crawled backwards until his back has hit the wall. "You are," the Alpha said as he pointed his forefinger at him.

She barely slept and has been stressing out trying to start up her business so she and her child don’t suffer. He crossed and walked into the apartment. Justin opened the door to his room and saw and his face lit up. “Mr. Alex,” he said and ran across the room, wrapping his arm around him. Alex caught him easily and squatted. "Hey, little champ." He looked at him. "How are you doing?" "Good. Why haven't you come in so long?" Justin asked, looking at him. "I was traveling around the world. Work." He ruffled his hair. "I'm back now."