Alex King Novels & Stories

“Who comes to search for a job here on a day like this? Today of all days?” My frown instantly melted away and was replaced with confusion. “What do you mean? What is happening today?” “What?” He answered in awe. “Are you new in town?” He further inquired. His question made me remember my driver again. “This is definitely Karma.” “Yes, I am. So tell me what today is.” I answered with clenched jaws. “It’s Alpha Kilhan’s birthday! The man who rules this town. Almost all the clubhouses, hotels, restaurants, and even some hospitals are owned by him. Including the one we are in as we speak.” He praised him, but I remained unfazed.

"Just like you guys, I was also trying to get close to that Alpha. But I didn't know he was already looking for another Omega. Would you mind sharing a little news with me?" At first, they seemed hesitant and looked at each other. They would not hesitate to whisper in front of me, talking about my suspicious appearance. If it wasn't for the luxurious and expensive clothes David had picked out for me, those two Omegas would probably have kicked me out. I guess I'll have to thank David later. He prepared everything well. "I heard that Alpha is a king in disguise," said Tetia, the Omega who was talking to me. "What is he looking for that Omega for?" I asked probingly. I made my voice low so tha

And on it, seated on a throne made of black steel and dark leather, was he. Alpha King Darius. I had never even seen him in real life, only on TV or on the news cycle. He looked younger than I expected; the news loved to toss around his age, claiming he was in his mid-thirties and still without a Luna. His features were a chiseled cold jaw, storm colored eyes, a mouth that hadn’t smiled in a decade. He radiated power. Cruel, and dangerous power. They pushed me to my knees in front of him and I stumbled, falling on my knees. I glanced up and we locked eyes, for one awful moment.

The kind that didn’t burn out. The kind that claimed. He laughed under his breath, sharp and quiet. He was Alpha of Blackthorn. He commanded warriors. He broke sieges. He bent enemies to his will. And yet one woman standing at his side had him pacing stone floors like a fool. Rex rolled his shoulders, grounding himself again. Tomorrow, he would be composed. Controlled. Distant if he had to be. Tonight, Tonight he allowed himself one truth, spoken only in the privacy of stone walls and shadow.

“What Alexander wants is a crime-free, peaceful region. One that is built and operated on honesty and hard work. You have a right to your skepticism, but why not give him—give us the chance to prove ourselves?” The judge cleared his throat. “That was very well said, Mrs. Kingston. As you all know, I am a man of the people. I am sworn to protect and keep the region’s best interests in mind. It pains to think that I, myself, have unknowingly allowed such crime to go on for so long. As a man of justice, I pledge my allegiance to a new Alpha King. Alexander Kingston.” My heart fluttered in my chest. Slowly but surely, others began to lower their heads, pledging their allegiance to Alexander and

“She moved. I did not expect her to…” “Do you know what I paid for this operation?” I asked, my voice calm because calm was worse than fury. “Do you know how many years I have spent building connections inside that pack? Do you know what it is for an Alpha to be denied a power of access that he spent patience and time building only for it to shatter because of one fucking foolish mistake?” His breathing quickened. “Alpha, I can fix this,” he pleaded. “I can find the man who set him up. I can make it right. I will fix it, I am begging you…”

He wasn’t like the rogues from before. He was… cleaner. Stronger. His eyes locked onto mine. And I felt it. Recognition. Not from me. From him. “Well,” he said, voice smooth, almost amused. “That was easier than expected.” Kael stepped forward, placing himself slightly in front of me. “State your name,” he said coldly. The man smiled. “Names are earned,” he replied. “And you haven’t earned mine yet, Alpha.” The insult hung in the air. Heavy.

the deep, ancient hoarse voice echoed, "how dare you call my Queen such a filthy name? How many thousands of lives will you use to beg for my forgiveness, Alpha Frost?" Kaelen looked up in disbelief, her body trembling reflexively with fear down to the deepest marrow of her bones. The Alpha King. Alexander Sterling.

They further continued walking until Alim stopped in front of a barred cell. There Alex was lying in a corner, sweat was covering his body. He looked ragged, already. "Kingsley's son!" Alim taunted. He immediately got up and glared at the two men, dressed in suits, in front of him. "That is you!" Alex spat. Alim laughed loudly. "I would take pride in that after all he is a prestigious man!" He walked near the cell, Alex also walked near and held the bars in his hands.

Alex yelled pushing Creed off the bed and onto the floor on the opposite side of the bed from the dresser. “ what? I’m just getting dressed” I smiled “ you are going to be the death of me aren’t you. Princess” he laughed walking up closer to me. “ I don’t know. Do you think you can handle it?” I smiled, wrapping my arms around his waist. “ I think I can get used to this new you.” He smiled, lifted me up on the dresser and kissed me hard. " Yeah but Char. Please don't let this get to your head. I'm glad you are stronger now and was able to face what's been holding you back. Please don't let it change that kind heart of yours" Creed shrugged punching Alex in the arm