Alex Novel Novels & Stories

Alena is much more persistent than Alice. She went directly to meet Alexander and ask him for Christan’s number. Her sister, Alexis, doesn’t like them bothering her husband, so she’s sure Alexander wouldn’t want her sister to see her at their house. She was waiting at the door as he fetched his phone. She was grinning. Let’s pray he’s not gonna give her a fake one.

Alex turned his head slightly while working the skillet. “I like making pancakes,” he explained. Ísis crossed her arms, trying to regain her composure. “Oh, I see. So besides being a shameless flirt, you cook too.” She lifted a brow challengingly. “Any other hidden talents I should know about?” Alex extended his hand dramatically, as if introducing himself onstage. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m the human version of Bombril—one thousand and one uses. Feel free to use and abuse.”

“He let a pack of rogues into the Aslanov pack house?” “It was an act of defiance when Alexei first became Alpha. He was proving to him that he wouldn’t submit regardless of what he would do. Alexei was forced to punish him. He locked him up for a few days, only giving him water on the first and no food, then adding one small loaf of bread, but nothing worked. Whenever Alexei did believe that Viktor stopped, Claire triggered him and the cycle just kept going” Maddie explained.

I said puzzling him, "Do you want that? Do you want to experiment elsewhere? Or maybe to do other things...” "We have done it in the bathroom too,” ,he growled, letting me go to cross his arms, "And our first encounters have been on that couch,” He pointed to his left. We looked at each other for a long time, I didn't know what else to say, I mean, why were we fighting? Alex believed that my cooking teacher was a jerk like he had been in his past, I was upset because he had trusted me to tell me something terrible he had done to be able to live with himself and I made him reproach him for doing it without knowing truly what he had been through.

“What are you doing here, Annalise? Who invited you? And I know for fact that Ethan’s circle wouldn’t. And Claudia would rather die than have to invite a gamma, regardless of who she is.” “Not everything that happens in this world revolves around you, Xavier,” I said sweetly, turning to face him. “Believe it or not, I do have other acquaintances besides you. Alpha Ethan and I go back quite a while. The idea of me not telling you is just a matter of a small game. It was to respect you, Alpha.” He gave a humorless laugh. “You expect me to believe that? That Ethan would actually want to be around you? Or that you would tolerate being in this lavish world?”

Hence where Tommy got the idea of blindness, bedridden and monster was puzzling to Alexis. “I am going to ask him when he turns to a great liar.” Alexis said to herself. “Austria1507” Alexis was stunned. “What are you saying?” “The password for the diary is Austria1507.” The secretary said screaming, and immediately she turned pale. “Just please, don’t make me a monster, release me please.” Alexis sneered. “Wow! That was quick.” Immediately she stood up and she remover her needle, she return them back to her wrist, then she turn to go, but she turn around and she said.

“Let’s see just how brave you truly are. I turn away from him and raise my leather flask to the boy’s lips. He takes a small sip of water, grimacing as he lays his head back on the dirt. Clutching one of his arms, it appears red and swollen. I gently run my hand over his elbow, and he groans. If I wrap it tightly before it begins to heal and make a sling, it might provide some relief. First, I retrieve the willow bark from my satchel. “For the pain,” I explain. “They said you were a beauty, but I didn’t realize you were a redhead,” the alpha remarks. “What does that have to do with anything?” “It’s not a hair color you typically see south of the border. Maybe you have ancestors from the Nort

He drove the same way he walked, talked, and breathed—steady and controlled, with an undercurrent of danger warning those foolish enough to contemplate crossing him that doing so would be their death sentence. He was the exact opposite of Josh, and I still marveled at the fact that they were best friends. Personally, I thought Alex was an asshole. I was sure he had his reasons, some kind of psychological trauma which shaped him into the unfeeling robot he was today. Based on the snippets I’d gleaned from Josh, Alex’s childhood had been even worse than ours, though I’d never managed to pull the details out of my brother. All I knew was, Alex’s parents had died when he was young and left him a

Leaving before he woke up was the safest choice, no matter the humiliation in her heart. Moments later, Alex stirred. His hand reached instinctively for the silk robe draped over the nearby chair. Rubbing his eyes, he got up, his posture commanding even in casual moments. Born into a dynasty of wealth, Alex had never known struggle. His mother and grandfather had ensured that his every whim was indulged, shaping him into the proud, calculating man he was today. Power was his birthright, and he wielded it with an iron fist.

If she walks into a precinct ranting about stolen embryos and Russian syndicates, they won’t hand her a detective, she’ll get a straitjacket instead. I’m such a genius. I take another slow sip of the scotch, savoring the taste of absolute victory. Alexei Romanov built his empire with bullets and blood, commanding fear through sheer brutality. He was a dinosaur, but I dismantled his entire legacy with nothing but a fountain pen and a smile. "Do you really think Luca will buy it?" Sarah walks into the living room, wearing my dark silk robe. She looks beautiful in the morning light, but her beauty has always been the hungry, desperate kind.