Alex Turner Young Novels & Stories

Taylor was still with Bryan. She got him water to drink and a new set of clothes she had in the house. "You haven't said a word, what's happening?" Taylor said. She was seated close to him. He had only manage to call Alex nane earlier and it made her worried. The kids were up in the room with their Nanny. "Alex got stabbed and right now he's still in the hospital. I almost lost him Taylor." If there was one person who knew just how much Alexander meant to Bryan, it was Taylor.

Say the guy that I realized is Niko who was in final year last year in Varsity, he has the bad boy thing down to the T and as I look at the guys they look alike and my guess is they brothers. I look back at him because he is the only one who I know in this room but that I wanna be in the same room as him and his brothers. "Give me your car keys please, I have to leave." I say to him pointing the gun at him and the safety of so he knows I mean business even though I would never shoot.

Alexei guided me to the couch that was out on the veranda, wrapping his arm around me when the two of us sat. “You know that moment when you find yourself going through so much bullshit because you are forced to be in a position that you never even wanted to be in. It was never something that I wanted to be in nor was it something that I wanted to deal with yet. Yes, I knew that I was going to be my pack’s Pakhan and Alpha, but it happened too early and I knew that my family was preparing me for that since I was a kid…” he said, laying his head on my shoulder “I don’t know, maybe it’s the pain that I’m dealing with right now; but I just can’t help but want to drop everything and let them dea

Alexander is a prominent figure in the underworld, with connections to gangsters and even legal authorities. "Alexander, just let it go. He is basically..." David begins to speak in a hushed tone, but Terry interrupts him, his anger boiling over. "Dad, no! This is not over!" Terry seizes Alexander by the collar, forcefully dragging him out of the mansion, with the rest of the guards following closely behind. Now alone, it becomes a confrontation between Alexander Sterling and Terry Nashville. Terry seethes with anger, his rage palpable, while Alexander remains surprisingly calm, seemingly enjoying the spectacle.

All the memories were within my grasp and the simple thing I did brought all of them back. My name is Kioni Auxilia Turner. I was born on June 15th, 1994. I have a brother Adam Turner born on April 5th, 1993. We are the children of Frank and Olivia Turner. I have never lacked anything in my life because I was born in one of the richest families on the continent. I knew from a young age that being a Turner came with huge responsibilities including risks. Knowing the risks and experiencing them are different.

Turner finally left the company. "What was that nonsense about, Alex?" Max slams his hands on the desk as soon as it's just the three of them in the hall. Alex Wilfred is Max's younger brother. He's just thirty-one years old and the CEO of Alex enterprise. "Hey..." Ignoring Max, Alex calls Ariel instead and she raises her gaze to look at him blankly. "Have we met before?" Alex asks still trying to recall where he knew her from. "I...don't think so," she drawls confusingly.

"Darling, you know... Well, I'll take you some other time. The media aren't friendly." My stomach flipped as a scenario of Nate running into Ashton flashed across my mind suddenly. No! Ashton would never find out about Nate! But Nate wasn't done with his questions. "But mummy—" "How was the events, K? You look like you've been to hell and back!" Tracy rescued me from Nate's incoming truckload of questions. "You have no idea," I mumbled, taking Nate to his room to prepare him for bed while Tracy walked behind me, ears itching. *

Like that really matters. Alex retrieved a beer from the refrigerator and turned on the television, but his mind was watching a different scene than the one on the local network. A re-run of an episode in his life, a long time ago, when it had indeed mattered. He had been a shy kid in high school, a typical underachiever whose only motivation to even consider going to college was to be with Laurie, the one girl who hadn’t treated him like a total loser. They had dated their junior and senior years. She was his first love, and his first lover, so when she suggested they attend the same college, he applied and much to his surprise, was accepted. They celebrated his achievement in the back seat

I opened my eyes and looked down at Alex to see her eyes closed. I looked at the kids to see them crying. I got off the floor and grabbed them all in a hug. I do not know how long we stood there, but soon we were all fast asleep. Alex (P.O.V.) *This is before she was shot.* I gripped the gun in my hand tightly trying to contain my anger. It is because of them I am the person I am today. Do not get me wrong, I was never the good girl, but I was never a player either. How do I know them? You ask.

James shook his head and took a small sip of his drink. “After he turned 14, the king saw the progress that Alexander had been making and assigned him to the deadly division of the Guardsmen, known as the hunters. There are very few hunters left because most end up killing themselves before they turn 25… They do things and see things that only can be written about in horror films, Isabella. By the time Alexander was 16, he had already earned his nickname, ‘Alpha Killer’. At 16, when most kids his age are just getting their first girlfriend or in their first fist fight, Alexander had killed men. Grown men with years of fighting experience. Alexander may have been younger, but he had brute str