Alex Rider Graphic Novels & Stories

Jace looks between them bewildered, her lipstick paused halfway to her lips, "I don't even want to know. Just try to keep it to a minimum. I really don't want to see Simon in his underwear...again." A few minutes later they pull into the back parking lot of clubs. Out of the car, Alexander turns to Ady, "How do I look?" He was wearing gray trousers, with a burgundy and gold tunic style shirt and his favorite pair of loafers. A half a dozen necklaces hang down his chest and there was a fresh coat of black nail polish on his fingers. He'd left the blue streaks in his swooped back hair but added a bit more drama to his eye makeup.

Axel has the silver eyes of Aries. He steps towards me and I reluctantly let go of Ajax who huffs, and has me smiling at him. Axel is a tiny bit smaller, but every bit stunning ‘He is so sexy’ Adira says practically drooling. Running my hands through his fur, he purrs and leaned into me the same as his brother did. Before I can say or do anything he gently knocks me over to Ajax, who catches me.

He wore a black button-down with the sleeves rolled up, exposing veined forearms corded with muscle, and dark jeans that did nothing to hide the powerful thighs beneath. “Mr. Kane… hey. I was just about to message you… I…” “Cut the shit, kid.” Kane’s gaze flicked past Alex into the messy apartment, then dragged slowly down his body. Alex was in a thin white tank top that clung to his lean, toned frame from nervous sweat and loose sweatpants that rode low on his hips with no underwear. He suddenly felt naked under that stare. “Three weeks. You think I’m running a charity here?” Alex’s mouth went dry. “I’ve had some bad luck with clients. I'm a freelance graphic designer, and lat…”

Her words, filled with a plea for help, resonate in the air, a poignant reminder of the interconnectedness that binds their pack together in times of need. "Uncle, please... can you ask Felicia to help me out? I have been hurt," Alexa's voice trembles with a mixture of pain and hope, seeking solace in the form of aid from another pack member. In response, Alpha Kaden's voice carries a reassuring tone as he addresses her, a blend of compassion and authority woven into his words.

he screamed. The two men remaining also removed their axe, they charge at Alexis, Alexis turned around at the two men, the same time her car radio had changed, it was another track from Taylor Swift, it was titled Bad Blood, this time she featured Kendrick Lamar. Alexis smiled evilly first, then she talked. "Okay guys, let's dance."

Their stark differences would suggest hostility between the two, however, they look rather warm toward each other. As Rylan turns back to me, I catch Asher's gaze again. He has those bedroom eyes, his dark hair falling into them. His wink is subtle, as he bites the edge of his lip through a knowing smile, before he turns and follows Alden toward the edge of the room. His gait is smooth as he saunters away, while I glower at his back. He wears a dark jacket, the gold thread curling across the back into the symbol of allegiance to his pack. The Golden Wolf.

Leo replied as he came into the kitchen/living room. "He's not like Haden, is he?" I asked nervously. "Well... he's an Alpha," Leo said through gritted teeth. "We're all twats." "I see you're finally self-aware," I said. "Who is this Alpha?" I asked. "He's in the alliance and Alpha of a Russian pack called Polnoluniyesevera, which in English means Full moon of the north, a bit of a mouth full I know. Anyway, his name is Xander Kuznetsov, he's 21, mateless and likely to be the most powerful Alpha in Russia," Leo explained.

Alexandra says. She notices Gerald face morph into a small smile. "Alexs. Chris asked me to call you." A third party, interrupt them. Putting a stop to there conversation. Alexandra quickly turns back, only to see a suspicious look on Karis face. Typical of Karis. "We will see before I leave," Gerald says with a calm smile. ________________________🖊 Alexandra is currently in front of the main building listening to WAP by Cardi B ft Megan Thee Stallion. Since the music was released, she couldn't stop herself from listening to it.

My gaze scanned his bike, and I saw that it had a realistic drawing of a silver-furred wolf with sharp golden eyes designed on the bike, along with a long line of smoky red flames drawn across the body of the bike. The biker was clad in a black leather jacket and putting on a sleek black helmet that looked different from the others. He gave off a different aura. A leader's aura I found myself being drawn to as I felt tingles between my legs. "Oh, my fucking goodness! Aleric Dolce came to college today?!" The girls squealed louder in whispers, blushing and barely controlling their excitement as they rushed forward to have a better view of the bikers.

The Riders were legends in between half myth, half nightmare. The lead bike stopped a few feet away. Its rider swung a boot to the ground, pulling off his helmet. Dark hair spilled free. Steel-gray eyes glinted cold under the moon. A scar carved on his right brow, stark against tanned skin. Axel Voss. Alpha of the Moonburn Riders. Raven’s stomach dropped. Every warning she’d ever heard about him whispered through her mind. Ruthless. Unstoppable. Dangerous. But none of that mattered. Because the second his eyes locked on hers, the wolf inside Raven went still, whispering one word in a voice that shook her bones.