Alex Vs Cole Novels & Stories

I stared at him and thought back to our conversation, none of it was lovely or interesting, instead all that time I wanted to slap him on his head upside down. “Alex, leave. Now.” Cole snapped. Alex shrugged. “See you, then.” And before I could be prepared he leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. As soon as Alex left the room, Cole shook me and I looked at him with wide eyes wondering if he had gone mad. He growled, his sherry eyes furious. “What was all that?” “I d— We were just talking.”

I growled, the words barely escaping my lips. "What? Alexa invited Luke? Oh my, what is their relationship?" Cole asked, his tone filled with surprise. And then he seemed to piece together the situation and let out a low whistle. "She is indeed something. I can't believe she found herself another worthy suitor immediately after you." He chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice as he sipped his whiskey. "Indeed she is something," I echoed, my tone dripping with sarcasm. Another glass shattered against the wall, Cole dodged it just in time, his eyes widening. “What's your problem Steven, do you want to kill me?”

Well, guess who refused to stop tearing his flesh? Weren't they close? Didn't they like each other? This is like a lover’s quarrel. You cut my hair, I cut your flesh. And they said to not butt too much into one. The two ladies continued standing there like they hadn't heard his pleading, but after a few seconds passed, they sighed. At the end of the day, Cole was Elijah's son, and also the next-in-line Alpha. They would be in the wrong if they didn't at least step up.

Alex didn’t even spare me a glance when I climbed out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom as he dangled a key between his fingers and said, “I have the keys to Vi’s place. She trusts me.” I almost rolled my eyes at his attempt to make Cole jealous but I couldn't say I didn’t enjoy the growl that rumbled from the bed. I swear it took me only a few seconds to grab his dry clothes from the basket and return back to the bedroom, but apparently those few seconds were too long because when I came Cole was standing toe to toe with Alex while wearing a blanket around his waist. And as much as I liked the view of his bare chest and the muscles that flexed in his back, I didn’t want them to fig

Alex stood by Cole's car, his hands in his pockets, his eyes on the building where he'd spent seven years of his life. Cole was beside him, his phone to his ear, his voice low. "They're sending a team. They're going to want to talk to you. To find out what happened." Alex shook his head. "I'm not talking to anyone." Cole hung up, turned to face him. "Alex—"

Cole was shifting gazes between his wife and Axle in front of them. "Nick don't be an ass. Alex meet Nicolas my husband. She's my best friend since high school. It been ages my goodness." Axle snickers while Cole gladly returns the favor. "Sure Liz we've met. He's the jerk I was talking about on my last assignment."

Alexandro dismissed his own men and stepped forward. They stared at one another for a long second, two Alphas who had once dreamed of taking each other down now standing not as enemies, but as two leaders desperate to find one missing woman. “She’s gone,” Alexandro said before Valerian could speak. His voice cracked ever so slightly. Valerian nodded. “I know. That’s why I sent for you.” They entered the private chamber without any ceremony. For once, there was no tension, no unspoken competition. Just two tired men, sitting across from one another, haunted by the same enemy.

I left the room and walked into the room next door where the major villains from my nightmares were kept bound to chairs. Nicolas seemed to be silently following me. I approached Cole, who smirked as Alexy’s eyes flashed alarm. “Hello princess. Miss me?” Cole laughed and spewed blood. Rather than responding, I raised the belt in the air and struck him hard. While he screamed, Alexy remained stiff. “You have no right to yell. Huh?” I screamed. Remembering the anguish I endured just because they failed!

I shouted, she will just hurt herself, I know what kind of creature he is and she won't win over him whether she likes it or not. He's a vampire and fire is his element, but which clan does he belong to cause trouble in a werewolf pack? There's a rule that vampires should never start a war against werewolves and vice versa without enough reason or else that clan will be erased in this world. Isn't he aware that he's all alone and he might die any moment from now? Oh, I get it, he used Blade's face because he knows that they will never hurt their alpha. He has a great mind but he will never succeed in trying to fool me. Azmariah Denise Cole should be added to the list of these werewolves that

she uttered candidly, lowering her head. Cole’s eyes widened in disbelief, “Repeat! Say it again!” Gentle clasps turn into possessive ones, waking up the dominant Alpha in him. “How dare y—” “I reject you,” she firmly said. Facing him with a full decision and denial of their mate bond makes Cole rage furiously in anger. Grasping tightly on her shoulders, he pinned her to a tree. During their staring contest, Denise saw how Cole’s eyes turned red. Then out of a sudden, her eyelids closed like its intentionally shut down by him. The last she felt was her own body collapsing, held by those cold arms of his.