Novel & Cerita Alex Meyers Face

I whimpered and gulped. He was really going to reject me! "I, Xander, the future... Alpha of the Red Moon, hereby re...ject you, Lena." I watched his breath change. His eyes fluttered constantly, as if he was forcing those words out. My eyes were filled with tears as my heart became so heavy, my teeth were clenched together to force back the loud sob about to escape my lips. His eyes fell on mine, and he looked away sharply. "I, Xander, the future Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, reject you, Lena, as my..." The knife fell off his shivering hand.

Hoping Alexander will back him up. "That's not true" Alexander confesses, tilting his head. "What?" Amelia screamed. "You kind of look like a beast," Alexander continued. "Will you keep shut!!!?" Maxmillian yelled at him. "You asked me, I won't lie," Alexander added. Amelia kept feeling her face, to know if what Alexander said was true. But there was nothing on her face, the only problem was her eyes. "Ain't you going to leave my front, so I can look at myself in the mirror?" Amelia asked Maxmillian, who was still standing in front of her and had refused to leave.

'' I immediately touch my cheeks, slapping his hand away from mine. Using my phone's front camera as a mirror, I take a closer look at my face. There's no such thing as wrinkles or lines in the middle of my brows. I drop my phone down and I see Alex laughing while rubbing both of his hands together, ''You're such a teaser.'' I grumble. ''Aha, you're such a believer.'' He fist-bump Colton who doesn't get a clue about anything that's going on.

had filled their dreams and everything. He was now their number one crush! So how on earth can they forget him when he had been tormenting their crazy heart all day long? They all wondered! " That most handsome?? How can I forget that face??? I will even remember it in my dreams! Awwwnnn!!" Iry said, holding her chest and looking all dreamy! " Me too! He is the most handsome guy I've ever seen in my entire life! That guy?? He is fucking handsome!" Veronica also confessed! And Evadne was no different as she too had a dreamy look on her face and she had a red cheek like red tomato! Bianca smiled " Well... that guy is Alex. That handsome guy of that day is Mr Alex Hamilton that you all know!"

"Um... Are you that taken by him that you can't even utter a word? Heck, your lips are even hanging apart." Earth to Luna! I mentally chastised myself as Mia's words sounded in my ears. I slammed my lips shut and turned to stare at her. "That's Alex," I muttered the first coherent word that came to my mind. She gave me a blank look. "Yeah, the famous Alexander Storm of Xander's Tech. A young, cute billionaire." She finished, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. An action that drew an exasperated sigh from me. "Don't you happen to have a boyfriend, Mia?"

The light blue eyes that have always been filled with warmth and mirth now stared back at me like an endless pit of darkness. “Ace, what happened to you? We haven't seen you in a very long time, and now you are here like this? Is Morey forcing or threatening you in any way? Tell us, we will deal with him, together,” Alexa asks him worriedly while glaring at the grinning Morey. “Hello Lexa, I'm glad to see you after such a long time. We will have plenty of time to discuss this later. As for now, I have a business to get to,” he said softly and gazed at her fondly.

Early morning sun caught his profile, softening his features. Their laughter died as they noticed me. "Good morning, Maya," Alex said softly. My carefully planned interview answers scattered like leaves in the wind. ***

And Alexander's face did the thing. Not the corner-of-the-mouth thing, not the almost-smile, not any of the incremental versions that Elijah had been collecting for two and a half years. The full thing—the open, unguarded expression that the magazine photographer had caught in October and that Elijah had looked at seventeen thousand times in the framed copy on the wall and that had appeared before only in very specific conditions: over a flour bag, in a lobby at midnight, at a bar in Brooklyn when yes was said and the Malbec was on the rail. It appeared now.

one of them asked, leaning forward in concern. Alex didn’t respond immediately. His eyes remained locked on the television screen, his breath unsteady. The second man followed his gaze to the TV. When he saw the image of Amara smiling, he turned back to Alex, curiosity written on his face. “You know her?” he asked carefully. Alex blinked and slowly turned his eyes toward the man, his expression unreadable. For a brief moment, his lips parted as if he would say something. But instead, he forced a faint, hollow smile.

He points to the car. I regret not knowing the car's name yet again. One thing I was sure of,it screamed fancy and expensive. The two get into a staring competition neither considering losing. I used the opportunity to examine this Alex. He was two inches shorter than Mecael. His monolod eyes were ash brown. His eyebrows were thick. I got the urge to brush my thumb across them. His hair was dirty blonde but shinny.