Alex Walter Novels & Stories

Alex's pov: After getting the residential address from Hailey's personal assistant, I took Hailey to her house. When I knocked on the door, the door was opened by Mrs Walton. When I walked in holding Hailey, Mrs Walton asked, "Do I know you? You look familiar to me." "I'm Alexander Perez, I'm working with Ms Walton for an advertisement." When she showed me the room, I made her lay on the bed and walked out of the room. When I tried to leave the house, Mr Walton walked in asking, "What are you doing here?"

“Come on. Collect the bags from your cousin.” “Hey man,” he did as his mum said and walked up to Alex. “Hi. I believe you already know me but I’m Lucas John, just in case.” “Hi,” Alex awkwardly waved. Now staring at him from a closer angle, he could spot some similarities between him and his aunt. “Yeah, I do. I don’t think we’ve met before so well, I’m Alex. Um, Alex Croft.” “About your dad,” Lucas bit his lip. “I’m sorry.”

Of course, if she had actually seen us interact, she would know he didn't like me one bit. "It's okay. I was only joking. My name is Reyna. Nice to meet you." I said, sticking out my hand. He reached over and gave it a firm shake. "Tyler, but you can call me Ty. And the brooding one over there is Ethan. He's going through a phase. Best to steer clear of-"

Alpha Marco and I both snapped our heads up from where we sat at his desk to the man standing in the doorframe, who I assumed was Beta Alex given his extraordinarily large stature and solid build. “Julius, this is my Beta, Alex.” Alpha Marco introduced us as he stood from his chair. I extended my hand to Beta Alex as I straightened myself beside Marco. He took it with a surprisingly firm grip, nodding his head in a show of respect before his hazel eyes met mine. His smooth, dark skin paired with striking eyes and near-flawless features made him look more like a doll than a man, but his expression reminded me of a soldier. He had none of the sadistic playfulness that Dean carried with him, in

Alex: A half burned cigarette hung between my lips, rage simmering beneath my skin as I watched the footage for the umpteenth time. With my eyes narrowed,I took a slow drag, filling my lungs with smoke before exhaling, the smoke clouding the screen. A heavy knock echoed through the study. “Come in” I said without tearing my eyes away from the screen. The door opened and Elder William walked in, his expression neutral. “You called for me, my king” Without offering him a seat, I rotated the laptop and played the footage.

Erica and I swiped our key cards and retrieved visitor passes from the reception desk for my brother and the other wolf. "My name is Alec," he introduced, "I am the one meant to be watching Jason today." Alec was tall with a broad, muscular build. His t-shirt clung to his biceps but was loose around the torso and his jeans were snug around the thighs. You didn't have to look twice to figure out that this guy worked out—going to the gym seemed like it should be his entire personality. He was fairly handsome, too, he was missing a head of hair but that gave him a rugged edge.

"I don't need to talk about you, Alex." "Why? Does that mean you don't feel the least bit attracted to me?" "Because I already know about you." Alex's forehead creased. He even turned his head to look at Elisha, even though he was driving. "Really?" he asked with a chuckle. "Elisha, I would be very impressed if you knew about me." "Would you like to hear?" "Try me." "Alexander Winter. Twenty-eight years old, and your birthday is on the twentieth of December. The only son of Adrianus Winter and Willona Garcia. Their marriage did not get the blessing, thus driving them out of the Winter family. Originally you lived with your parents, but—"

Granted, I’m usually still a little late because the higher-ups love overworking me up there in heaven and let’s be honest, I’m not really the greatest at my job. I'm trying to give Dawn some hope by helping her and giving her advice but the truth is; I don't know if any of us are prepared for Alexander. He became a fallen for a reason, and it was a little...never mind. It pains me just thinking about it. I just hope he eventually gets tired of chasing after her and having me chase after him as well. He's usually the type to get his job done quickly. Killing people with no mercy is what he’s known for in heaven and hell.

She gets in after severals groans and Keyton pushing her. "What about you?" She asked him, her head out of the door frame. "I will lie, don't worry I'm a professional liar." He winked and closed the door of the ceiling. "Keyton Winston!" The voice of Cole echoed in the cells, the prisoners kneeled down when he walked, he was holding a high rank meaning he was basically the second leader as the Alpha's guardian. "Hiya Cole!" He waved happily. "What are you doing here? I can smell Max's mate scent here." He sniffed, narrowed his eyes at him.

The Balancer collapses inward, its form unraveling into mist and silver dust that sinks harmlessly into the earth. The frost melts. The clearing exhales. Silence crashes down. I collapse into Ethan’s arms, shaking violently. He catches me, holding me so tightly it hurts, his breath ragged. “You did it,” he whispers, awed and terrified. “You broke the Crown.” “No,” I murmur weakly. “I changed it.” Blake approaches slowly, eyes dark with something like reverence. “You just rewrote a law older than the packs.” I close my eyes, exhaustion crashing over me in waves. “Then it’s about time.”