Alex Turner Young Novels & Stories

George kicked him on the stomach as he felled on the floor, he tried to kick him again but he slide his leg as George came crashing down, yoo sung ran as he marched the wall and gave him a bicycle kick as George tried to stand up, George fell down again, George tried standing up, but he gave him a punch on the face, he brought out his gun as cassie trembled with fear, about to kill her when he heard freeze, I could see a young man with a gun with 100 soldiers who dressed like a guest around him, dropped your weapon, he quickly said, I dropped my weapon as I smiled " who are you "??, Young man, the man I could remember known as Alex said ‘I don’t have time to chat you sung answered. ‘I don’t

"I’m always behaving. Austin should be the one you’re watching, not me." Uncle Aaron chuckled before he threw his arms around his youngest pup and pointed a finger at Alonso. "She’s only 13. Unless you’re an Alpha already, hands off."

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.

"For Dad's memorial photo, can we use this one?" The photo he handed me showed Alexander sitting in a car, smiling brightly at the camera. It was the last one taken before the rogue attack. In it, Alexander looked strong, healthy, completely unaware that within hours his world would be shattered. I didn't take it, instead pulling out a yellowed photograph from the stack of documents. "Let's use this one. It's mentioned in his will." The photo showed a young Alexander, probably in his thirties. He had his arm around a teenage Ethan who had just been accepted to Crescent Moon High School. Both of them were grinning widely, pride radiating from every line of their bodies.

He even ventured into the darker corners of the Internet, searching for anything that could help him build his case. As the weeks unfolded, Alex transformed into a shadow in the night, slipping away from home and into the world of adults—an underworld of secrets and lies, where he believed he could find the truth. He became a master of disguise, blending into the background, listening to the whispers of those who knew the driver. The seed of vengeance had taken root, growing into an unyielding determination. Alex was no longer just a boy mourning the loss of his parents; he was a young avenger, ready to reclaim justice for the lives that had been senselessly taken.

“It’s me. It’s your Amber, do you think that I could ever hurt anyone?” Alexander turned to me and spoke in the coldest tone I had heard in my entire life. “No, I didn’t.” He answered and I paused. “Until I found out that you had murdered six girls at age ten, set a man on fire, and tried to choke Lucia to death.”

It was just strange that he was submitting to me without me doing more than shove him into a tree. “He’s part of our pack, Luna,” a familiar voice called out. “Why are you calling her Luna?” Alex questioned out of breath. Alex is here? I turned my head and looked behind me. Trooper Bryant stood, though not in uniform, with all his piercings and arm tattoos on display. Next to him, trying to catch his breath, was Alex. “I told you to stay back at the house, boy. Are you deaf or just too dumb to do what a trooper tells you?” Bryant rolled his eyes.

I was already so turned on when I was sucking his dick in the theatre. “He’s my Gamma,” Rex murmurs, his raspy voice making me shiver. “Reece and Zane are my most trusted men.” My eyes fall on Hunter whose jaws look clenched. Why is he angry? Does he want to be Rex’s most trusted man? We drink more beers and the atmosphere lightens up a little. Rex and Reece are quiet mostly while Zane does the talking. I don’t miss how Hailey keeps stealing glances at him and she’s doing a bad job at hiding it.

“Xavier's PR routine is a wall of fire. Stay behind it if you are going for your name right now. If you go looking for your name right now, you are just going to get burned.” But she wasn't fast enough to grab the remote. On the wall-mounted screen behind her, the local news transition music fled. The sharp audience stuck it down. The familiar feels filled the frame, and the air left my lungs as if I had been kicked. It was Alex. He was sitting in a plush studio chair, looking smaller, older, and in depth, looking more fragile than the man who had haunted my nightmares. “I just want justice for my girl,” Alex said. His voice cracked at the perfect frequency to elicit sympathy. A single tear

The two of us walked to our bed, and I smiled as she curled up beside me as I wrapped my arm around her. By the time Valerie drifted off to sleep against my shoulder, I’d already made up my mind. Tomorrow, I’d have Hunter trace him. Every record. Every file. Every whisper. Because if this man thought he could step into my wife’s life uninvited, he was about to learn that Alpha Xavier Blackthorn didn’t take kindly to ghosts wearing masks.