Alex White Author Novels & Stories

53 Alex As the car glided through the bustling city streets, Elena turned to me, her expression soft yet probing. “Alex,” she said quietly, her voice barely audible over the hum of the engine. “I know you’re grateful I dragged you out today, but this—this isn’t enough. You can’t just bury yourself in your room forever. What’s really going on?”

I mean he is a very attractive guy and well an Alpha which means he must know a thing or two about pleasure. The of thought of Alpha Max pleasuring me sends a rush of heat straight to my core. I clench my legs together to stop the need. Maybe I should let off steam in other ways. Just as the idea come to my mind, I heard something. I quickly and quietly get to my feet. The pool is not deep so only half of my body is covered by the water. I scan the treeline for any sign of movement. I feel his eyes on me before I see him. I feel the goosebumps raise on my skin. I slowly turn to face him or well his wolf. His wolf’s eyes are a deep ocean blue and they look…mad?

He deserves it for not bringing me any breakfast. My stomach growls as I keep exploring my new room. There are books all over the place. I pull out A Healer’s Encyclopedia, A Collection of Diseases and Ailments, and A Compendium of Poisons from the shelves. One dusty book stands out to me. Experiments: Book One is scrawled in nearly unreadable handwriting on the thick spine. I flip it open to a random page. Wolves Healing Times is written in messy letters at the top of the parchment.

This is wrong in every little way and makes me anxious. I looked around the big room, the walls painted in grey, Alexandro's picture was hanging on the side of the wall and I wondered why they were asking men to stay in a room with his giant picture. Is he trying to seduce me? I laughed seeing that pair of blue eyes. The other sides were filled with books, artifacts, and class cupboards, probably containing invaluable things. When I was looking at them, someone came into the room and it was Alexandro, again! I quickly looked down, feeling uncomfortable.

I whimpered and gulped. He was really going to reject me! "I, Xander, the future... Alpha of the Red Moon, hereby re...ject you, Lena." I watched his breath change. His eyes fluttered constantly, as if he was forcing those words out. My eyes were filled with tears as my heart became so heavy, my teeth were clenched together to force back the loud sob about to escape my lips. His eyes fell on mine, and he looked away sharply. "I, Xander, the future Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, reject you, Lena, as my..." The knife fell off his shivering hand.

Aquias said. I shifted as I reached the door. I couldn't care less if anyone saw me naked! I walked in and headed straight for the shower. Today has been the shittiest! I still can't believe that my slut has an Alpha for a mate! Oh, and he's not just any alpha, he is the strongest alpha on the entire west coast! The Rogue King doesn't even compare in strength to Braxton! I know that once he got his hand on what he wanted there would be absolutely no way to get the item or person back! At first, I didn't remember Braxton when he first confronted me at the gym, but upon further digging, I found out that I knew his dad!

Despite Kade's absence, as soon as I enter the administrative office I can feel the energy buzzing around and the purple flicker in the blue eyes of the man sitting at the desk is unmistakably a warlock. "You're not a student." He says, his voice laced with amusement as he leans forward, his fingers towered in front of the mischievous smile on his face. "So what is the Bloody Alpha doing so far from home?" "No one calls me that." I sit down in the chair opposite him, preparing myself for what will come. Warlock's and witches are tricky beings, never giving a straight answer and always wanting something for the confusing information they give you. "Of course not, you'd have to be an Alpha for

As the evening sunlight filtered through the study window, bathing them in a warm glow, they stood united, ready to embrace the extraordinary journey of parenthood that lay ahead. *************** Alex sat nervously across from the private investigator, his fingers tapping an erratic rhythm on the worn wooden table. " Look, I need your help. It's about Angel " he began, his voice laced with urgency. The investigator, a seasoned man with a weathered face and piercing eyes, leaned forward. " Angel, your ex-girlfriend, right? The one behind the accident five years ago? " Alex nodded, his jaw clenched. " Yes, she orchestrated that accident. She was obsessed, said she'd rather see me dead than wit

Stalker CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO Alexa’s POV It had been a tiring day, and there was a lot I had learned from Evelyn today. For the first time ever, I had experimented with hair day, and although messy, there was so much I had learned. I, however was preparing for closing time, and with broom in hand, I swept away the tidbits of hair in the shop. As soon as I put away the broom away, I heard a ping from my phone.

It was because someone was waiting for him downstairs, and they needed to hurry, plus she used to be a nurse, so she was used to seeing naked bodies. After removing the plaster and cleaning up the sticky residue that was left behind, Alexa and Maxime headed out of Austin’s room. Maxime’s spine went taut when they opened the door and outside Austin’s room stood The President. Maxime knew Ethan and Austin held a grudge towards Alexa’s father, Andrew. And now, she was afraid that the President might take action against her friend. ‘I need to hide Alexa from Mr. Albert Morris… My poor friend. I don’t want everyone to hate her just because she’s the daughter of that sinful man.’ Maxime tried to s