Alex Turner Young Novels & Stories

“Trapping you? Seara, listen to me carefully. I didn’t even know you had family in Nightshade.” “Don’t lie!” Seara shouted. “I’m not lying!” Austin snapped, startling Seara. Austin stepped closer, closing the distance between them so Seara could feel the heat of his body. “Do you think my life has been easy? My parents were killed in a bloody coup when I was still a teenager. I became Alpha at a young age because there was no one else left. I’m still searching for the bastard who slaughtered my father and mother.” Seara was stunned. “What?”

As the evening sunlight filtered through the study window, bathing them in a warm glow, they stood united, ready to embrace the extraordinary journey of parenthood that lay ahead. *************** Alex sat nervously across from the private investigator, his fingers tapping an erratic rhythm on the worn wooden table. " Look, I need your help. It's about Angel " he began, his voice laced with urgency. The investigator, a seasoned man with a weathered face and piercing eyes, leaned forward. " Angel, your ex-girlfriend, right? The one behind the accident five years ago? " Alex nodded, his jaw clenched. " Yes, she orchestrated that accident. She was obsessed, said she'd rather see me dead than wit

“Can a hillbilly from the countryside join Wolfenden Corp.? “Can a hillbilly with no background kill Tony?” At this very moment, the patriarch of the Allen family was so furious that he refused to show even the slightest hint of respect to his younger brother. Patrick did not dare to talk back, so he endured his brother’s rage. When Tuckson’s anger was vented, he said coldly, “Kayson is not in trouble for Tony’s death, but our family will be! “Tony’s elder brother, Ezekiel ‘Tre-strike’ Turner, is a skilled fighter renowned in the whole of Skyriv. If he comes looking for trouble with our family…

Alex shifted at the same time as his dad. "Who is it?" his dad said. The guard shrugged. "I've never seen him before, Alpha. Looks like a kid-" The guy looked up, and Alex’s blood went cold. Cash's dark gaze met him, and realization hit him. "I know him," Alex said. "This is the boy that was turned at my school. The quarterback, Cash. He's also the one that led me away from Jane tonight, so the other lycan could attack." His dad watched their intense stare down.

He extended his hand out to Brax. “Brax Lawson, I am Logan Carter. It is nice to meet you.” Brax blinked at him a few times unsure how to react. He extended his hand in return to Logan and shook it. “Logan, may I ask why you have travelled all the way here?” His tone was more normal than I anticipated which confused me after how tense he was with me. “I have come to win Leah’s affections back.” His voice was clear and concise but filled with emotion. “I guess we have an issue there then, don’t we?” Brax’s tone was filled with protection.

When Alex and others heard the noise, they ran out. Outside the main gate, there was a Mercedes Benz and 5 large vans speeding towards them. No less than 30 young men came down from the car, headed by a very young and clean-looking man. It was Gunner Young’s son, Jax Young! Gunner Young was caught up in other matters, so he sent Jax to help Alex instead.

The east wing is quieter. Darker. The hallway is lined with photographs in expensive frames—all black and white. I pause to look at them. A young Tyler, maybe seven or eight, holding a baby in his arms. Bella, I realize. Even then, he looked fierce. Protective. Tyler as a teenager, standing over what looks like his first kill—a massive elk. Blood on his hands. Pride in his eyes. Tyler in a suit, younger but no less dangerous, shaking hands with men who look like they run countries.

They lived up to the reputation. Salvacion wasn’t prepared for how young Hunter looked either. The youngest Alpha in the armed forces—who would’ve thought he’d end up asking for help from someone so much younger than himself? Salvacion had tried turning to other Alphas, but they’d just pointed him toward Hunter, saying if anyone could handle it, it was this guy.

He stepped back and she walked away. He stared at the little girl he was supposed to protect. He was ashamed of himself for feeling the way he feels about her. He was thirteen years her senior, he shouldn't be having inappropriate thoughts about her, it's not healthy. He doesn't want people to see him as a pedophile, especially not Albert Young. When he came out of college and couldn't find a job, he had come across a boy bullying Tanya, he saved her from the teenage boy and Tanya told her great-grandfather about him which was how Albert Young hired him as Tanya's personal bodyguard.

I see a helpless young girl trying so hard to hide her fears but I can see it in his eyes that he can see it, and when he looks down at my shaking feet, I can tell that he does, as a matter of fact know that he got me right where he wanted me when he spoke those words. 'Why would anyone want me dead?' 'And who the fuck is his sister?' 'Who the bloody fuck is he even?' "But we can avoid all of that from happening!" His enthusiasm is not appreciated at the moment but the mischievous glimmer in his eyes as he blurts out those words is like one of a child who was just given a basket of candies "And all you have to do Alexandra is make a call to daddy and tell him to get ten million in clean cash