Alex X Steve Minecraft Novels & Stories

Questions swirled in my head, but one thought overpowered them all: Who is Alex?

he said dramatically, bowing so low I thought he'd throw out his back. "Shut the hell up," I muttered, stepping around him. The space wasn't bad—a little too clean, a little too wide, but it would do. Levi and Charlie were almost never here anyway. "Is the evidence solid?" "You bet. Let's get straight to the point," Alex said, smirking as he stood. He'd gotten good at this. Being human gave him certain advantages in stealth and misdirection, and honestly? He was more helpful than half the warriors in the pack. "There's good news and bad news. Which do you want first?"

he said and the paused. I wanted him to continue speaking but he seemed to be enjoying the look of sheer horror on my face. When he was finally satisfied with the anxiety he had caused within me, he continued speaking. “For Alphas like you and I, one our wolves become inert, we start to rot from the inside until we eventually die after a brief unflattering period of madness,” he smiled, my heart thumped rapidly in my chest. “I can help you stop that from happening though but there a condition attached…”

"Handled quiet. Ezra, need help with the final upload?" "Help with the message blast," Ezra replied. "Avery, dictate more. What else do the packs need to hear?" "Tell them the Obsidian Ring is their puppet," I said quick. "High Elders want forever while we die young in their wars. Damien, add your weight." "Add that Prime Alpha Blackthorn stands with Queen Avery against this," Damien jumped in. "Ezra, how's the code looking? Clean?" "Clean and mean," Ezra answered, fingers blurring. "Kai, test this relay link. Avery, you feeling the bond surge with this? Like old times but bigger."

“I carry with a crazy, abusive, scammer, criminal, and misogynist grandfather. I have no one to be with, therefore I feel like I’m a burden having to depend on you for everything.” “You’re not a burden, Abbie.” "And you're not a hobby, Alex." We looked at each other for a long time, until I blew out my breath when I saw Alex get up and face me. "Swear you won't let me." "Don't be an idiot,” I tried to look annoyed but I actually felt myself melt at his reply. "Take off your pants." Swallowing convulsively, Alex proceeded to remove them. "It's for today,” I said when I saw that he lengthened the act.

Alexander wasn't just the Alpha of his pack; he was also the CEO of a large construction firm with significant power and wealth. In essence, Alexander was no ordinary man. He represented authority, might, and danger. No pack crossed them and got away with it. There was also a man standing beside Alexander. He and Alexander had a striking resemblance—both with black hair, blue eyes, and a strong jawline. His name was Elliott, and he was a Beta to Alpha Alexander.

So, he decided to stick to his role. Caleb politely declined and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not 'AlmightyAlex'; I'm his younger brother." There were numerous rumors circulated on the internet about them, and those who delved deeper into understanding knew that Alex had an identical twin brother. Alex was a standout in the world of Esports which earned him the moniker "AlmightyAlex" as per the conventions of the esports community. Meanwhile, Caleb, Alex's younger brother by a few minutes, was mainly responsible for overseeing the family business. As a result, people often referred to him as "Mr. Crawford Junior."

“Alright alpha” I need to release more of this tension that's building up in my body and trying to mess my head up with Aurelia’s thoughts. Her smile kept chasing my dream, I couldn't close my eyes for a few seconds. “There's no need to call Lauren” Steve matched in, looking all manly with his exposed tattooed arm from his armless top, flexing his muscles like always. He's the most eligible bachelor in the pack, female wolves gush over him aside me.

I watched Greta and Tom step forward. "I, Tom Willow, warrior of Midnight pack, pledge my loyalty to the Bloodstone pack and Alpha Erik Bloodstone." His link snapped as he drank from his cup. Greta repeated the process. Scrunching her nose at the cup before throwing it back like a shot, causing everyone to laugh a bit at her response. "Worse than tequila," she laughed, earning another burst of laughter. "Of course, she couldn't hold back for a few minutes." Phoenix teased. "That's why she's our best friend, honest no matter the time or place." I laughed back at her.

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.