Alexa Bliss Bray Wyatt Novels & Stories

I want to nip this in the bud, but I knew I wasn't exactly going to earn their trust back by starting an argument with Wyatt, the man who had single-handedly saved Samuel. I would have to earn it the old-fashioned way...With power, strength and knowing when NOT to fight. "Or by being the Alpha you were born to be and protecting those you had promised to." Blaze thundered as we watched Wyatt push the door open and disappear inside. "MATE!" Blaze screamed in my head as something snapped inside him, his whole body buzzing with excitement I had never felt from him, the sour misery guts suddenly embodied hope and passion. "I smell it!" I admitted, lifting my eyes to the storage room I sucked in a

Maya said with tears rolling down from her eyes. “I don’t believe all these. He needs to pick my calls. Sister, I need to confirm from Wyatt, himself” saying with mucous dropping from her noise. “Maya, you need to put yourself together” Vivian said in cool tone. “No! I need to talk to him!” Maya shouted. ****** “Vivian, I want to ask you something. Between the two Brothers, is Alex, your husband?” Prey asked. “No, he is my husband’s younger Brother. Wait, you know Alex?” Vivian asked.

She forgot the journalists’ questions and grabbed my still‑healing arm. The wound reopened under her pull, and drops of blood fell to the floor. “Joseph, how could you be so despicable? You know Derek is innocent, yet you bribed reporters and hired online trolls. Do you want to ruin his reputation?” Her grip tightened around my wrist with great force. A sharp cracking sound followed. Pain washed over me, and a faint taste of blood filled my mouth. Derek pulled her away and acted generous. “Jaime, it’s alright. I believe Joseph wouldn’t do that.”

ALEXANDRIA I closed my eyes the moment we were left alone. I never thought I would say this, but I missed Miss Bianca’s scent. Now, however, the aroma of my mate overpowered everything else, evoking something within me that I didn’t even know existed. However, if there was one impressive thing about Alexandria Hyde, it was my temperament. I could definitely endure this. “If you have something to ask or say, then just say it.” I frowned and turned to Wyatt, finding him looking at me with a suspicious expression. It felt like he regarded me as though I had some ulterior motive.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

“She says I have a power. Something she lacks. And I feel it, Alexandro. I feel it growing. But I don’t know what it is. I don’t even know how to use it.” He brushed a strand of hair from her face. “Whatever it is, we’ll find it. Together. Just hold on a little longer.” “I’ve tried,” she said, voice cracking. “Every night, I try to reach you. I reached my wolf. I named her Nene. She told me she can help… but not while I’m trapped like this.” Alexandro closed his eyes for a moment, struggling to contain the surge of rage that built inside him. “Solmyra won’t win. Whatever she’s after, whatever power she seeks—it’s yours. And I swear, I won’t let her take it.”

"Luna Braelyn." "Mom!" The voice of Wyatt interrupted the doctor's words. Wyatt and the kids hurried toward Braelyn who was being carried by the Alpha king. "What's wrong with mom?" "Mom?" The alpha and the doctor stared at each other in glee. "We are correct." They couldn't help but smile childishly. The doctor and the alpha king stared at Wyatt anxiously. "How is my daughter's mate..." Wyatt said, "Alpha Cedric's health isn't good..."

“What happened while I was gone?” “A lot,” I sighed. “Are you back with Jason?” “No. He got married.” “What?!” Holly gasped. “How? To who? Why?” “He married some total bitch.” Holly stared at me. “Sydney… what did you do to make him move on so fast?” ALEXA “Good day, ma’am. My name is Tiffany Brooks. I’m twenty-three, born in California.” “No need for the long introduction,” I said calmly. “Submit your documents.”