Alexa Shaw Novels & Stories

Alexa bowed her head, “I’m so sorry ma’am." She bowed many times, hoping that the woman would forgive her. But of course, no wealthy person will let someone like her to go away with this kind of stupidity and mistakes. Of course, she knew, she was once like them and the memories made her want to cry. “What kind of stupidity is that?! Can you fucking use your eyes and look where you are going?!” the woman shouted. Alexa, so, chose to remain silent. “Where is your manager? Why are you letting idiots to work here?! Gosh, my outfit is ruin!”

This woman came and stole what is hers! “Where are my manners? I am Alexa Parker, Ray Hudston'S WIFE!”

the announce. Squealing, Alexa does a few paces across the room before she stayed quiet, go back to kneeling in front of the television like it was a God send. All I can think to do is stay stock still and hope that maybe, maybe this was all some prank...Anything but being chosen for this thing. "Our first nominee...Macie North!" The sigh that came from Alexa was clearly irritable. I didn't know her, which made me assume that she is from another part of the Pack.

Salvatore. Salvatore watched Alexa as she greeted patrons entering the gala and wondered how he’d gotten so lucky. Dressed in a black evening gown that shimmered blue and silver in the light, Alexa was a vision of sophistication. She smiled and shook hands with Theodore Cain, a middle-aged man who owned Talaus, Inc., a company that produced medical devices. Salvatore had met Theodore Cain once before at a similar charity function, and the man was known for his generous donations. His mere presence meant this night might be a success for Alexa’s charity.

Alexa exclaimed. ***

Alexis The community center buzzed with more drama. Uncle Blake’s girlfriend, Angela, strode in, flanked by a parade of actors, actresses, and musicians. Each wore a white shirt emblazoned with bold, striking messages: “Byron Must Go!” “No Alpha for Corruption,” and the most damning of all, “Where Is Alex?”. The slogans seemed to glare back at Alpha Jacob and Byron like a crowd of silent accusations that had finally found their voice.

Rexor and Shawnt weren't home at the time because they were handling some business. Despite the invitation, Alexander didn't enter the house. Due to the report he received about this family's alleged abuse of Shamia, he didn't have a good impression of them. When Alexander asked where Shamia was, the mother and daughters fell silent. Shirley wondered how he knew her daughter, whom she had long disowned, while the twins felt envious and jealous. They thought they were far more beautiful than their sister, and since Shamia acted like a servant to them, what right did she have to have any connection with a powerful alpha like Alexander?

Mr Shawn opened his mouth but no words came out. "Adam? Did she just call you by your first name? Babe, who is this?" asked Mrs Shawn with one hand holding her almost 9-month-old belly and the strange lady's face twitched. "Babe?" exclaimed the strange lady at the door. She pushed Mr Shawn aside, strode into the house and made herself comfortably on the sofa. "Abigail, my name is Abigail Shawn. Adam, tell her who I am," she said rudely. Abigail lay down on the sofa and crossed her legs looking at Mr Shawn and Mrs Shawn glued to their spot with different expressions registered on their face. Mr Shawn turned and faced his wife.