Alexander From Young Hearts Novels & Stories

Alexander? Drake paused for a split second, his gaze flicking to Harry and the others nearby. He scrunched his brow, brought the phone close, and spoke with a gravity that matched his words, "They say the young are often the bravest, Alex. I've heard your name's been on everyone's lips lately. "Your buddies were hanging around, and I had a hunch you'd be keen to catch up with them." Friends? In the lounge of the Lifestyle Hotel, Alexander mulled it over briefly before flashing a subdued smile. "Sure!"

Just a taste of what's next to come... I know it's been a long while since I've posted anything for this story. But there's sooooo much shit that needs to happen and be explained with this story for it to be complete. When I'm done writing The Young Alpha. I don't want to leave any stone unturned. No questions asked or any wonderings. I will Never leave a story with a cliffhanger or anything like that. I hate reading stories like that and therefore, will Never write one like that. Also, I know it's a little backwards but this is the 3rd book in my Ancient Alpha Series. The 1st is going to be called The Isle of the Lycan. It's a story me & my hubby created after I had already started writing

Abigail yelled throwing her bag at me which almost hit my head, "My baby is a mistake, Alexander Hardy?" What? "I...” I ducked as the stapler flew past my head. "Stop throwing things at my face!" “And you stop insulting me!” She countered me furiously, "If you didn't want this to happen, you should have protected me better, don't you think? Do you think I wanted this to happen? I trusted you! And you disappointed me, Alex. You left me! But it doesn't matter, if you don't want to be in the picture, my love will be enough...”

By saying that two men left from there with a very happy and satisfied smile. Suddenly Alexander opened his eye. He heard everything they were talking. He knew today he can only be saved by a luck that he didn't think he had since his childhood. Since childhood he learned if you dont want to get bullied or survive in this world you most be powerful. To gain something you most believe in hardwork not in luck was the point his mother taught him. He didnt get any love from any person in his life other than his mom. Thats may be the reason after his mother died he didn't knew what is love. He always thought apart from power and money there will be not a single person who will love or care for

Harming innocent women that didn’t deserve it. Alexander felt a jab in his chest at the thought of that particular rule, he wasn’t perfect...He has hurt a lot of women but the only one he knew was innocent was Rain...Damn! Now thoughts of her were going to disturb him again. “Yeah we can get the bastard to the basement, rough him up a bit and send a few pictures to granddaddy dearest and maybe a few of the council members then release after that,” Romeo shrugged, the sound of crunching chips in his mouth as he spoke irritated Alexander to no ends.

Of course, I would never dare miss these babies; the black block heels. I looked perfect. I descended down the stairs. Alexander was waiting for me in the living room, still dressed the same. I stood there, watching him from behind in content. ‘Alex has something to benefit from you, trust me’ 'He's a heartbreaker’. Those words rang in my head.

Nick's face went pale and a single word left his lips that made mine as well as his heartbeat race. "Alexander." What is this TVD sh*t!

I have no idea if it makes it better, but I have to try. “I have had a difficult time picking a groom again. There will be no one like Alexander. No need to apologize, if anything it makes you understand things better. Just take what I told you and think about it. I might be Maxwell’s friend, but he’s just as caring and sincere as any other human. He knows better than anyone, including myself, that to turn someone means that you really have to care for them and you have to be willingly to take the heartbreak that may follow.”

"My name is Alexander." Thea stared at him without blinking. It took Thea a few seconds to process what this young man said. "Alexander Lutz. You can call me Xander or X." His eagle-like eyes bent beautifully. He looked friendly but Thea could clearly see the coldness in there. Thea recognized someone similar to her. The cold-blooded type with kindness as a mask. And his face didn't change much from her distant memory. At first, Thea didn't recognize this person because she was distracted by the previous people. But now, when she got her composure, Thea lost it in flash.

Yes, that's Alex. ***