Alex Rider 14 Novels & Stories

His baby was growing in me, was it really good running away? "Stop it." I stopped myself from furthering my unhealthy thoughts. It wouldn't do me any good to regret my actions now. The deed was done, and there was no going back. I might be with his child, but there was no way I was letting my baby grow up with a father that harsh. It wasn't happening. Alpha Conner was the exact opposite of Alexander. Unlike my mate, he was kind, gentle and lovable too. "Lovable?" My wolf questioned jokingly.

His philanthropy work with the TRTC aided in his election to the Great Council. Alpha Damon Oakley, Blood Oak, has a single heir, a daughter, Violet, with his fated mate and Luna, Sasha. In the Blood Oak and Black Oak packs, a female can be Alpha, if she completes the Alpha Academy. However, if and when she finds her mate, He can challenge her for the title and by the win, become Alpha and she will submit and take the title solely of Luna or he can accept his position as her equal and they may both serve as Alpha and Alpha Luna of the Pack. Violet Oakley entered the Alpha Academy 10 years ago and completed it with honors 4 years ago. Violet and Luna Sasha have spent the last four years ment

A growl rippled through the line. “This is our home,” I continued, my voice growing louder, steadier. “Our families. Our pack. That thing in the mist? That is not our Alpha. That is not our blood. I am your Luna. Damon is your Alpha. And we are still standing. We are all going to stand, we are all going to fight until the very end of this, no matter what is to happen.” I pointed to the creatures writhing at the treeline.

Aphrodite watched Alex crawling in and out of dinosaur eggs with other kids and felt somewhat sorry about the struggles that his larger size was creating for him. He was already a head taller than most boys his age, and while this served him well in most of his athletic pursuits, it proved to be a disadvantage when rides and other objects designed for a child his age came into play.

No hat, no shade—nothing to shield her from the heat. “What’s the rush? You look like you ran all the way here.” I ask, still frowning. “My God, Hera!” She shrieks suddenly, bouncing on her feet like a worm doused in salt. Alex is a big person—broad-shouldered and solid build, with warm brown skin that’s smooth and clear despite her reckless ways. In short, she’s the kind of “handsome” guy every girl gossips about. No one would guess she’s gay; she keeps it hidden thanks to strict, devout parents.

"I never had anything to do with you. Using your visitor's room for a sweet sex today should even be appreciated. Even your house belongs to me. It is ruled by me and this room is only ten feet farther from my palace." "What do you mean?" I asked, speaking with rough sobs. "You're not his type..." Cassandra bragged, as he held Damon's hands with a cuddle. "Haven't you heard that even your poor mom has agreed to separate you from Damon if you don't perform well in the Academy? Are you blind to see what Damon owns and controls in the entirety of Agolia?" "Well, I don't have much to say." Damon interrupted, stalking around the room with an unseemly authority. "I'm the Alpha of the Silver Sword

Absolutely nothing at all went past his gaze. Alex walked over to the wall, where he pulled out a small metal nipple clamp. “Do you know what we do to needy girls?” he asked, letting go of his cock while flexing the chain of the clamp in his hand. The thing was a small metal alligator clip. “She doesn't...” Ryker smirked and began to brush the fat cap of his cock up and down the slick wetness of her arching slit. Kira jerked gently now, her body arching ten times more than it was doing some minutes back.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

The EAS rushes outside, and lines up in 3 triangles, with, Alpha Colton and Alpha Ryker at the front. “New girl, with me.” A dark-headed girl calls to me “The spot next to me is open, we run in triangles as a defence technic. Just try and keep up. The pace is fast, but it will be manageable. The Alphas won’t want us to be tired and out of breath when we get there. Code red means stop, yellow means proceed with causation, and black means retreat, that’s all I can think of right now. Stay close and I will translate the order. My name is Aria by the way” she smiles at me and shifts into her brown and white wolf. I shift into Reign, who is a bit taller than an average she-wolf. She has jet-blac

Ady says her voice going soft, giving his hand a squeeze in a reassuring gesture. Alexander wasn't sure what higher being brought this fiercely loyal woman into his life, but he continues to thank every deity above for Ady. "Oh, Ad. I love you, you know that right?" Alexander says looking up at her, hoping she can read the sincerity in his face. Ady squeezes his hand again. "And you're right, I think I might need some moral support for this." Alexander says. He lets out a breath glancing down again. When he looks back up to Ady, he grins widely at he. He teases, "Pack that Louis Vitton luggage of yours, Ad. You are going on an adventure to the delightful town of Pigeon Creek, Alabama."