Alex Meyers Face Novels & Stories

"Maybe it's just some misunderstandings." The photo is a close-up of a man’s face that has a huge resemblance to Hayes Xavier. With longer hair, wearing some ancient clothes, and an imperious facial expression. Even if the picture is old and printed just to look new and colored to also have life, she is sure that it is Hayes Xavier but she still doesn't want to believe it.

Pulling the wine to my lips. "Your face is not scary, I was hoping to see a monster, but it seems the revised is the case, you are still that handsome man, that all she-wolves are crushing on but are just fans of Celina. Man, you are even more handsome." He dropped the bombshell, and the mirror was the first thing, I raced to, my face, it was back, even more handsome than I was back then, slowly I moved my hands, they were trembling and I felt my face, Mason and Lauren didn't say anything, they just watch me as tears of joy, decorated my face, the moon goddess finally unmasked me and gave me back my face.

Most times, I got to people to talk to them and I even get humiliated and embarrassed by them, I kept to my shell and decided not to approach anyone again. "I don't think I've seen this face before," he added, pointing at my face, but that still didn't jerk me back from my thoughts, it wasn't enough. I just kept staring at him, his mohican cut and sythe shaped eyebrows. He had a pointed nose and a wrestlers shoulder, his see rover blue eyes were a thing of beauty to see, I got lost in this man's beauty. No doubt, Alex was better than this man in terms of look, but I couldn't say for the rest, his attitude and behavior were the worse, it sucks.

Amelia shot her a glare, her face turning red. Alex chuckled. "Look, you're blushing! You must have thought about it too, haven't you?" Amelia couldn't help but feel a slight twinge of embarrassment. Nevertheless, she was good friends with Alex. They always chatted with each other about everything. "You know it too; he's the president of Astra. How can he have eyes for someone like me? Moreover, I'm married."

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.”

Or perhaps my mind was only playing tricks on me. I released a long, measured breath, forcing my racing heart to steady itself. “No, Mr. Sterling. I don't know him," I replied. “But…” I paused before adding quietly. “He looks so terrifying with that big scar on his face.” Alexander's hand froze halfway to his mouth, the glass of water suspended inches from his lips. “Big scar?” “Yes,” I continued, leaning forward slightly as the memory crystallized. “It cuts through his left eyebrow…” I unconsciously traced the path across my own face, “passed over his eye, and dragged all the way down to his cheekbone.”

Everyone looked at the small boy beside me. Alex remained stoic. Face composed. Expression as aloof as Jason’s on his coldest days. If not for the top of his ears turning bright red, no one would have known he was embarrassed. Then someone broke from the group of rescued teens and ran straight toward us. Alison Michaels. Before anyone could stop her, she threw her arms around Alex in a fierce hug that nearly knocked him backward. He froze in total shock. She pulled back laughing, bright and wild with relief.

She looked between the two and watched them weirdly, “Alex are you coming?” Shaking his head he waves her off, “No I’ll be just fine here.” He said and without another glance, she just went to his office. She smiled at them knowing that he must have found his mate. Stepping into the room of people, Ace was yelling but stopped when he saw his son. “Oh Ryan, how are you?” Ace said as he got up and they gave hugs. “I’m okay, you look awful.” He giggled as he touched his dad's hair which Ace just groaned and kissed his head.

He showed his toothy grin, a mischievous glint illuminating in his amber eyes. ‘Boy, how I’d love to wipe that smug look off his face,’ Alex thought. “Do you normally ask your enemies for permission to attack? Bring it on, Max.” He yawned, both from sleepiness and the desire to set Maxwell on edge. Maxwell chuckled, then his eyes turned serious. He swung his left arm and aimed for Alex’s jaw. “Too slow.” Alex caught Maxwell’s fist lazily without moving an inch from his spot. “How sneaky. I can’t believe you’re aiming straight for my face. You’re that desperate for the ladies’ attention?”

I've been having a sweet tooth lately, and my favorite is chocolate everything. I can feel Ty looking at me, making me blush. I turn and see him starring, I can't help but cup his face and kiss his lips, getting a choir of awes from the ladies. "May I say, Beta Tyler, that you and your mate are so adorable, sir." one of the older ladies says making me blush. He smiles, nodding his head in gratitude. "Thank you, but just call me Ty," he replies making the ladies look among themselves and giggle as their cheeks blush.