Novel & Cerita Alex Rider Graphic Novels

Axel is torn between accepting her and telling her his darkest secret or rejecting her to spare her the pain of what he is. I'll see you guys at the Freakshow! ;) Update! The Alpha's Freakshow is complete! The last and FINAL standalone book in the collection is The Alpha's Redeemer and is currently being written in the app! it will be completed by the end of July 2022! Want another kickass heroine with an equally awesome man but more spice? Check out Rebel Rising The Lost Alpha's Mate on the app! It's my most recent completed werewolf book!

My mare, a sleek silver-gray horse named Lira, waited beside him, already saddled and bridled. Before mounting, Alexandro turned to me again, his expression more serious than before. "This won’t be easy, Serena," he said quietly. "You will see things that will haunt you. Blood. Death. War is not glorious. It’s ugly. It’s cruel." He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. "But you are not weak," he said. "You are not fragile. You are stronger than you know. You wouldn’t be standing here if you weren’t."

“I learned about dinosaurs! And I drew a family! And Tommy said his dad is a lawyer! And I said my dad is a superhero! And—” _Silence._ He stopped. Looked at Adrian. At the scar. Thin. Pink. Healing. “Is your ouch better,” Alex asked. Quiet. 5 years old. Remembering. Chapter 54. Gun. Blood. “All better,” Adrian said. Crouching. Tapping the scar. “See? Superhero healing.” “Good,” Alex said. Nodded. Serious. “Because we need you. For 3 AM. And 3 PM. And all the times.”

He decides to turn onto his other side, the dark of the room doing nothing for the way his mind conjures up demons. Alexander is there, his body outlined by the faint light coming in through the window. It's strangely calming, Adom's eyes starting to droop. He feels a lurch in their tether, like the splash of a koi fish as it ducks from unsuspecting eyes. "Are you afraid?" Adom asks, the night making him braver. He knows Alexander's heard him but the reply comes much later, when Adom is falling back asleep. "A little," Alexander confesses. Adom hadn't realized that he had made Alexander bare his soul to him twice already, the thought now more than a little staggering. Alexander is an alpha l

Unless I went into human territory, I couldn’t afford to complain about what I wore. Now feeling fresh, I flipped open the folder with Ryker’s name on it. A few hours into reading it, I learned there wasn’t much personal information on him. Most of it was just his qualifications, his skill set, why he was stationed here, a bunch of useless information, and a few pages of classified information. Not that I didn’t enjoy reading it, but it told me nothing about who he was as a person. I could understand why he was the Alpha, and he was the one tasked with finding a cure. Until now, I didn’t realize there were werewolves immune to the virus.

another elder intones. Alphas are creatures made of aggression. It’s a simple fact, born because werewolf society favored the strong. To be the strongest in the pack didn’t mean to be the most aggressive, but the rise to the top was never smooth. No Alpha in Crescent Ridge’s history ever took on the leadership position without a few challenges. But the elders aren’t worried about this piece of common sense.

Drake demanded. Emily gave a small shake of her head. "I won't look." "Come on, Emily," he said as she looked at him. Always keep in mind that the alpha is a werewolf with a short fuse. Leia recited the line in her head. "No, Leia, you need to be quiet. " Just get out of my head and quit reading that book already!" She growled at her wolf companion.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

My head was reeling, both from losing my mate, and from Valeria’s confession. The cold-blooded Alpha Lyra I’d witnessed in the restaurant with Phineas Striker, Alpha Gideon Sinclair, and the leader of the Russian Lycan’s couldn’t possibly be the founder of the Order. I wouldn’t have believed it myself if it hadn’t been for the way Lyra’s men changed sides on the battlefield, slaughtering anyone on Phineas’s side.

She had even given him a ring to aid his escape from the demons' trap, which made it so obvious that he was going to fall in. We were finally in school and it had taken us almost an hour before we could be able to settle down, as the entire class seemed to be so giddy and overly excited to see us, especially Xander, who had turned from a ferocious beast to a gentle man who cared for even a flea. We were like heroes, especially Lena, whose special and unique powers had spread around the whole clan. She was the only one who could kill Xavier, the most powerful Alpha. The fact that she made Xander fall in love and seized being a devil made her more heroic.