Alex Turner Young Novels & Stories

Jade immediately fetched a laptop, connected the phone to it with a data cable, and, after some manipulation, quickly found the recordings. "Hey, Tiger, do me a favor, kill someone for me." "Who? What's the person's background? You should know I don't mess with people from the major families." "Don't worry, it's just a kid. He has only one mother, and he has no connection with the major families. Even if he dies, his mother won't be able to find you." "Five million." "Deal! That kid is called Alexander Miller, nicknamed Alex. Her mother is Samantha Miller, and he has another sister named Charlotte."

Alex flicked his finger in the air, landing a blow on Lenny’s forehead. The next second, Lenny fell straight down to the ground. He was dead! “Ahh—! Hubby, hubby…” Lenny’s wife screamed. Anna and several other Divine Constabulary members were shocked. Never did they expect that Alex would really dare to kill the man. This was a member of the Imperial Capital’s Young family, the son of Commander Young. This was going to be a big problem! Brodie trembled in disbelief as well.

Charlotte POV I was once told that if you follow your heart your life should never come with sorrow or pain, because you never let yourself or anyone do wrong to you. Man were they wrong. Not one person helped prepare me for the moment I’m supposed to hand myself over to the person that wants to kill me. What’s death anyways? Alex cares, I can tell by the way he looks at me that he doesn’t want me to go. I wasn’t expecting him to fall in love with me, honestly wasn’t expecting me to fall in love with him either. He’s charm is different from all the men I’ve seen or talked to. He’s tough, knows how to keep people out. I don’t know if he has other weaknesses but I’ve noticed that I’ve become o

In the midst of her anger, she calls the senator and tells him all the truths that her age allows, causing the senator to worry about his only son. Unexpectedly, enveloped in secrecy, Senator Carter appears at his son's door. - Tina, my dear, where is Alexander? - Alex is in the room, lying down, as always. He'd just gotten out of bed to go to the bathroom. This is going on for 2 weeks. He doesn't bathe, doesn't eat. This is the state of your son who you abandoned when he needed your help. The senator enters and closes the door. - What did you want me to do, Tina? He was with a man.

"Wait... do you want to die? Are you here to commit suicide"? Mark asked the young man, or as Mark would like to call 'Old Man', in front of him. Zhane stared with bafflement in his eyes at the innocent eyes of the young boy. All Zhane needed to do was convince this kid to never come near him, perhaps like that Zhane could go ahead without ever killing his mate. "Why are you staring at me"? Mark asked, and moved his hand in front of Zhane's eyes.

Smith's malevolence. Alex's transformation during this time was remarkable. He embraced his past, drawing strength from the darkness that once consumed him. His leadership skills emerged, guiding the hacking team with precision and determination. He was no longer the charming and carefree man I had known but a force to be reckoned with, driven by a sense of responsibility and a commitment to right the wrongs committed by his family.

“Are you? How would I know you’re not simply tricking him? Trying to get back at me for the past?” “Well, if you must know, Mr. Young, I didn’t even know who I really was until after Alex and I found each other. In fact, he’s the one who helped me find out. And guess what? Unlike you, he doesn’t care.” “I can’t say I’m surprised.” “What is that supposed to mean?” “Back then, when we - when we -” Arthur struggled to finish his sentence, but I knew what he was getting at, “We were visited by a fortune teller who told me this would happen. She told me that the child would grow up and seek revenge.”

I never really bought into all that Christmas crap. At twenty-two years old, I had outgrown the fairy tales about jolly old Santa and his reindeer games a long time ago. My name is Alex, and I'm just your average cocky twink from the city—lean body, smooth skin, short dark hair, and a mouth that always seems to land me in hot water. I've spent the last few years chasing thrills in underground clubs, letting older, rougher guys pin me down and fuck me senseless. But no matter how hard they went, it was never enough. I always craved something more intense, something that would push me to my limits and beyond, leaving me broken and begging.

Whatever is in that cup, it doesn't seem to faze him. I grind my teeth together to keep myself calm. "That's what this deal is all about. If it can really be classified as one." Rylan's eyes narrow. He's an Alpha who knows what he wants, and it will take a lot to sway him. There is no way he is going to agree to the idea I came up with when I first woke up. We are both as stubborn as each other, so I can assume there will be a lot of arguing in our future.

An ugly burn climbed her throat when she remembered Alex. She'd given him four years of her life, and he betrayed her in the most cruel way possible. The door opened and that vaguely familiar scent hit her nose first— clean, expensive, masculine. Strangely calming… yet unsettling, all at once. A man walked in. Not just any man… It was Tyson Wilson, Alex’s infamous uncle. Tyson was the youngest son of Alex's grandfather. He'd left the family business years ago and built Helixion Energy into an empire that now dwarfed Wilson Energy.