Alexa Shaw の小説・ストーリー

“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 heard the coach swallow before shuffling the papers again. "She... Uh, she didn't advance to the next level because, as a human, she is a lot weaker—" The axe landed right in the middle of Coach Baxter's paperwork, the sharp end slicing through to embed itself deeply into the wood under the papers—right between the coach's hands. There was no hiding the fact that the coach was shitting himself. He had not met an Alpha as strong as Ava's father before, at least not one who wasn't on the Council. The man walked calmly back to the table, his colossal frame more intimidating in the leather, and pulled the axe out of the table.

Alexandra The silence in the room was deafening, matching the numbness that had settled over Alexandra’s heart. For several minutes, she sat perfectly still, feeling as though she had been struck by a physical blow. The reality of her situation was finally sinking in, and it was a bitter pill to swallow. She had agreed to this arrangement out of desperation, but she never truly understood the nature of the role she was expected to play. The realization that she was essentially being paid to be a "slut" for a man she barely knew felt like a stain on her soul.

Me and Omega being the mother of the alphas only heir. But I needed this. The feeling of my legs carrying me forward, the slight burn in my muscles from being still for too long, it was the closest I’d felt to freedom in a while. A freedom that I did not value until I found myself losing it. Though technically I did not lose it, I just found myself being misguided towards it. I found myself being pulled away from it. It Evelyn had encouraged me to try and get my strength back, and a short walk around the house seemed like a good start. She was the one person who I knew was genuinely very kind to me, her and Alpha Kael.

Alexa West glanced at the thin and ugly figure not far away and asked with a smile. "Oh, an ugly woman, let's go, otherwise she will scare you." "Don't say that, everyone is equal, you can't look at others ugly, treating them differently, you know?" "You're so kind." Rachel’s eyes twitched. Her younger sister, Alexa West, is now really a big star, and she's very bright. pretty good. Linda Park’s calls came one after the other. Rachel West said she was stopped by bodyguards and Linda Park let her figure out what to do.

Danika Williams After my chat with Elizabeth, my heart felt lighter. I was glad that she has become a strong woman and has such a wonderful man like Nathaniel Lachlan as her husband. I would have died with guilt if I would have ended up ruining her life like my mother has ruined mine.

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

she replies curtly. “I know that's your name, but who are you?” I ask again. “I am Alexa Grey wood, daughter of late Alpha Grey Wood and the rightful heir to the Grey wood pack,” she deadpans. I stared at her in shock. Completely dumbstruck. She is princess Alexa? How? I thought she said she was a slave. She was even brought in as one. All this while, she was the princess and nobody knew, not even me. She had us all completely fooled.

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.