Alex Walter Novels & Stories

"Good day, Faerie kingdom. I'm sure that most of you don't know me that well or that you only know me as Rosalind's mate." The crowd chuckled while I smiled. "So, I'm going to take this opportunity to introduce myself to all of you." "Hi," he said in a casual tone—like the tone that we use with our close friends. "My name is Axel Steele, twenty-two years old, and I was born a werewolf. My favorite color is green, my favorite fruit is mango, and I am the luckiest man in the entire world." I glanced at him and tilted my head to the side, confused as to why he said the last statement. He smiled at me quickly before speaking once again.

“I won’t report it, this time. Just don’t tell anyone that the meter stamp is a day late.” Walter shrugged. “You’re the Postmaster here, Alex. I’m not going to say anything. One day, two days, who cares?” Walter took the envelope, gave Alex the sacks of mail and drove off. “You should care, jerk,” Alex said to the back of the truck. Lucky he didn’t notice I hadn’t shaved. He thought. Good thing, I keep a razor in the bathroom.

Alexis said all together, her person was cold and aloof as she talked. "Alexis, your former stepmother had a backer, and her backer is the Deputy Inspector General of Police, he is just one step away from the peak of his career, the EFCC won't be that hard for him to reach." Tommy said trying to make Alexis come back to his senses.

Austin abruptly asked. Walter froze. He didn't answer the question right away, but Austin didn't care. As the breeze caressed his face, a soft smile played on his lips, and his gaze seemed to sharpen. "I was sent to a place called The Grave Prison sometime ago," Austin explained. "I met Alexander there. Alexander Campbell, who's your elder brother and also my uncle." "What happened next?" Walter's voice was gruff.

Alex shook his head, " that is never going to happen, iam happy you found the love of your life, but this is not the kind of life I want for musey, I like the way things are, not being tied down with strings attached" Roland shook his head and smile at his bestfriend who is more like a brother to him, " Mark my word Alexander Foster, the right girl will come along" Alex was anxious to finish for the day hours after his lunch with Roland, he wanted to go home and shower before taking a nap. He is the CEO of the company which means he alone has the power to make the decision wether to stay late at work or leave very early, and today being Friday which is the fixed day for his Sex Doctor talk s

I start pacing anxiously hoping the plan works out and I don’t end up dying. A few minutes after Julia leaves, I hear the keys and the door nob moving. I quickly grab the antidote and chug it then I hide the little container back inside my shirt. Austin wakes inside with a sinister smile that makes the hairs in the back of my neck stand. “Hello Beautiful.” He says and smirks. “What do you want Austin?” I growl. “Oh, you know just following the boss orders.” He says smugly. “What did that psycho bitch ask you to do now?” I snap.

I figured these must be Alpha Wyatt and Beta Jake. "Alpha Oliver and Beta Ashleigh, Welcome to Charwood, I am Alpha Wyatt, and this is Beta Jake. Shall we step into my conference room and start the meeting?" Alpha Wyatt's introduction was interrupted by someone thundering down the stairs behind him. They both turn around and part a little for Ollie and me to see who the person was. "Ahh, Grace, how did you find the guest room next to Zanders? Was it to your liking?" Alpha Wyatt asks.

I turned to look at Ryan, a hint of concern in my eyes, as I detected the scent of wolfs bane lingering in the air. While it was gradually affecting me, it wasn't yet severe enough to warrant immediate concern. Ryan nodded, acknowledging my thoughts. I shifted my attention away from him and noticed the fourth man I had initially failed to see. He remained still, but I could tell he was breathing, and his eyes were wide open. As we drew closer, he slowly raised his head to meet my gaze. It was indeed Alex, and the allegations had turned out to be true. Tears trickled down his swollen eyes, clear evidence that he had endured a severe beating from Ryan.

We wouldn’t call Astrid an alpha. “That’s good for alpha Isaac,” she added. I looked at her questioningly. She laughed nervously, averting her gaze. But my gaze remained unwavering. “Uh…he is actually not an alpha…” she trailed off, her gaze darting towards me. “What?” “I…shouldn’t be divulging this, but since you are..” she seemed reluctant, but the more she stalled, the more my curiosity heightened. She took a deep breath. “Anyway. He is actually an Enigma.”

Tyler Location: Alpha Blake's office Wesley sat on the chair prompt in front of the desk. Blake sat on his chair, Harou sat on the desk corner with one leg resting on the desk, the other steady on the floor. Damian, leader of the primord vampires, sat in the sitting area on the right side of the desk. I paced back and forth on the new wooden floor. Pensive, my arms crossed behind my back.