Alexa Riley Novels & Stories

He waited for a couple of seconds before he saw a woman on his 40s coming out from the room of the back of the store. "Win, is that you? Did you forget something?" the woman, Mrs. Riley, asked. Alex had learned about her rereading Uni's document of Win. He knew she was Win' boss since he started to work there, she was a struggling mother of three kids without any dark past. She was a nice woman. Mrs. Riley gasped when he saw Alez on the middle of her studio, an expression of fear on her face was formed instantly. "Good evening Mrs. Riley" Alez said with a dark smile, the one who makes a person shiver.

Cyrus stood up from his seat and I did the same, matching the intruders height but she is way taller than me. "Apologize to Carmela!" "No!" The nerve of this girl to say that. What have I ever done to her? "Alicia, I'm warning you..." And I'm sure his patience is running thin. Alicia then just crossed her arms over her chest and turned to look at Cyrus. "I am not going to apologize Cyrus, not to this rug, not to anyone!" She's got some attitude and I can't take it anymore. How dare she call me a rug.

After returning home with Riley, I set to work talking to all of Natalie’s friends. I go to Alexandria first because I know that she will agree to this, she will be the first one that would stand beside Natalie. As I knock on the door, I hear footsteps rushing towards the door, Alex pulls the door open and looks at me and then glances past me as if searching for Natalie. Once she realises that Natalie is not there, her face goes from an expression of happiness to one of panic, her eyes seem to search my face and as she looks in my eyes she knows something is wrong.

“Still in the Snowlands. Last I heard, he killed an alpha and married her wife. Ingrid, I think her name was.” “Alex, then.” “Probably. I’ll send someone to monitor the Grey Keep. He could make things difficult for us.” The thread of light that Liana gave Blake wraps around his soul and pulses inside him. He shifts on the stone, stretching one of his legs and arching his back slightly. Jack frowns. “What’s wrong with you?” “I can feel her.” Jack’s nostrils flare, then he chuckles. “Luckily for you, she’s not a half-wolf who’s just about to go through the transition ... oh, wait...”

“He needs you, Alexa. He doesn’t love you, but you are too stupid to see the difference.” “Need me for what?” I asked mockingly. Rachel let out a harsh laugh. “You are Aconite. The last true descendant of Daisy Wilton. Of course, they need you. They need your skills. But to get them, they need your blood.” I looked at her waiting for her to explain.

Her crop top clung to the swell of her breasts, nipples faintly outlined as she laughed. She noticed. Of course she did. During a lull, as someone else dared a streaking run outside, Riley's hand rested on my thigh, fingers tracing lazy circles. "You like being pushed, don't you, Alex?" Her voice was low, teasing. "I can see it in your eyes. That blush. That nervousness."

He was leaning casually against the car, dressed in his usual black shirt and jeans nothing fancy yet commanding in the quietestfancy I met his eyes briefly, unsure of what to feel anymore. Once, those eyes had been my home. Now, they were something I had learned to keep at arm’s length. “Yeah,” I said, walking toward him. “We’re ready.” As we stepped out, Alexa appeared, descending the stairs. She looked radiant in a fitted wine dress, hair tied up neatly. “Where are you off to?” I asked, genuinely curious. “To work,” she said proudly. “Rhea helped me find a position in a fashion firm downtown.”

“Great.” She looks away, still pouting. “Don’t do it again,” she warns. “I faint a lot.” I nod. The whole of Riley’s world pissed me off. I did try on multiple accounts to ask for it to be Aeliana’s world, but she would cry and stop talking to me for days until I gave up and learned to play by the rules. The person who inspired Riley’s world was Audrey. She wanted someone who got more attention and was much more special than her, and that’s how supermodel, actress Riley Vanderbilt was born.

She jabbed her finger down the hallway like she was summoning the ghost of vindication. “You owe me fifty bucks, Alex!” From the kitchen came the sound of Alex’s soul evacuating his body through his vocal cords. “AGHHH, dammit to hell!” I stared at them both, brain buffering like shitty campus WiFi. “Wait, what the actual fuck? You were betting on me?” “Yup.” Riley was practically vibrating with smug satisfaction, propping her rainbow-striped socks on our coffee table like she was claiming territory. “I said you were definitely seeing someone. Alex thought you were just paying for premium Snapchat content and crying yourself to sleep.”

But remembering it at her current situation only made her feel regret and sadness. "Lia?" "Uh. His name is Damian" Amelia says as she snaps back to reality. Her head turns to the TV that was playing the news. It was about the top 10 CEOs of the year. Amelia's eyes widened as the top 1 CEO was shown. It was him, with his forest eyes that seem to be able to see through anything. It was her first. It was Damian. "Lia? What is it?" Tara asks and looks at the direction of Amelia's eyes.