Alex White Author Novels & Stories

Plus, the icing on the cake was that I would be away from Alexa and Calvin. “I heard about your little stunt last night,” Alexa informed me, gliding up to my desk. I wondered how someone so pretty could be so evil. She was tall with dark, glossy hair that was always perfectly coiffed. Her eyes were a unique shade of gray with lashes so long they made a breeze when she blinked. Add in perfect porcelain skin, legs that stretched into infinity and a waist that was built for the designer skirts she always seemed to wear, and she was gorgeous. Gorgeous and incredibly evil.

Alex just shrugged feeling as though this gonna be a new thing he would have to deal with. “Are you ever not childish?” She chimed which he just burned holes in the back of her head. Runa just smirking as she felt herself becoming satisfied at making him angry. Alex was honestly surprised at how she talked to Ace since he was a big alpha in the werewolf population. “Me childish? Darling never.” He said as he focused on his paperwork. Muttering she says, “Stupid Alpha.” He just places his fist in a ball and huffs.

My eyes landed on the dedication page. ‘Dedicated to my Mate, Juliana.’ I traced the letters with a small smile. Love was truly a powerful thing. I turned the page, and the tone of the book shifted instantly: This book is written for all, Human and Werewolf. My name is Alexander Volkov.

I am not arrogant. Yes, I am confident with my skills and every work; after all, I spent my sweat, blood, and tears making every book I wrote. I wrack my brain and squeeze it out to bleed an outline. And well, I am proud to say that I have never gotten my outlines returned to me.

he added, to which I nodded. I was at a loss for words, as I had never expected such a heartbreaking tale from Alex. Despite his past actions, he didn't exude the aura of a killer but rather that of a good man. He turned to me, his eyes locking onto mine. "I'm sorry about your family," I offered genuinely, my sympathy sincere. I truly felt for him and all he had endured. "Thank you, Alpha Hawthorne," he replied, his gratitude evident. He stood up, wiping the tears from his cheeks.

Alpha Rex’s cold voice reaches my ears and it holds a hint of finality. I sigh, stepping out of the car reluctantly as I glance at Zane for help. I would rather stay with the talkative Beta than the grumpy Alpha who has a bad reputation. Zane smiles in amusement and waves at me. My shoulders sag as I follow Alpha Rex into the building knowing I have no option. I’m finding it hard to keep up as he has long legs and he’s walking very fast.

I don't know him and I didn't ask for his help in the first place for him to get mad like this. I turned and was about to leave the tent when I heard a growl of beast. I stiffened. "Don't test my temper human. I have a high respect with Axel but I won't hesitate to use force on you. You two were not official yet so I don't care if you're his.." He cleared his throat. "His friend." Who's Axel? I've been hearing that name since I woke up and they were calling him Alpha. I stared at the shadows that was passing by the tent. Am I in a wolf territory?

though. Axel picked up his phone and rang a close friend familiar with computers. He needs the location of the author. [Allo?] “Ryker,” he greeted. “Look up the author of The Anthem of Lycanthropy. Follow up quickly.” He didn’t need to say more. He could already hear his keyboards in the background. Ending the call, Axel stood up and left his office to the Psi’s chambers, holding the book. After asking an Omega where Sky’s room is, he stopped in front of his room and quietly knocked.

It seemed like he didn’t care at all, even if Maxus was humiliating her in front of everyone. "You can’t leave me, Alex. We’re going to grow the firm together. I’m holding your savings of four million, and it’s growing. I won’t steal it like this man who’s just a hanger-on with the Escobars," Maxus continued, and Alexa stared blankly at Aslan. She couldn’t tell if her ex was a lawyer or just a nuisance. His words were sharp and cutting. And she felt so embarrassed about that savings. Aslan was staring at her, and now he knew that she didn’t have money, because she had given it to Maxus. If she had anything, it was just enough for her daily allowance.

Several times, I worked in Alex's office, which Claire has been cleaning regularly for decades. At the end of my search, I found out that Alex was a professor in the field of chemistry, a lecturer at the small town university, a writer, a chemistry expert, and someone who had made a name for himself in the world through over a hundred of his new chemical product discoveries using a pseudonym. However, my instinct as a writer told me that something was missing from all of this. Like a puzzle game, there were some missing pieces from its board. There was something hidden by Alex, and I was intrigued to try to find it.