Alexander Jongcheveevat Novels & Stories

“Alpha Alvize, Alpha of the Midnight’s Pack at Moscow. We have time to ask our questions later, but right now, we have a problem.” “A problem? I just hear that I have a brother and you are discussing ‘a problem’ with me?” I asked, trying to process everything that was happening right now. The man pulled his phone out, showing me a video and I frowned as I looked at the video that he showed me. The voice of a child sounded in the distance, and rather than the cemetery that had Ianos trying to breakout of it as he raged, he was now calm as he held onto the child.

It turns out, he is a football player from the Giants and my friends were ecstatic to join them in the VIP lounge. Everyone was talking, chatting about this and that, but all I could think about was how disgusted I am to be touched by someone without my permission. “Do you wanna get out of here?” Knox asked me. For the first time since the dance floor, I stared into his face and studied his features. His strong chiseled jaws were being softened by the most vivid blue gray eyes I have ever seen. It holds so much emotion in them, pain and hurt which mirrors mine, but he gave me a heartwarming smile. His low fade golden hair shines under the pale light of the VIP lounge. His broad body was bein

"Give her the phone and I'll have Jill get you a burner phone." "I knew I liked you for a reason," he replies with a chuckle. "I'll see ya later." "Bye Vince," I say and hang up. My family is chaotic. "The person who does the identity shit is called Chiyo," Alex says as he enters the room. "She operates out of a club mostly. I've arranged the plans to attend tonight." "Sounds good," I tell him. "Can you have the jet ready to head back home tomorrow night?" "It's already set for seven tomorrow night," Alex replies. "How's Vince?"

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.

I wanted to run back and take the sheet fabric to cover my body again but I felt my knees weaken with how intense he was looking at me. He is not the Prince. He is the Alpha King Jacob—Alpha of the Moonlight Throne and King of all the thrones in the wilding forest. His gaze was already fixed in my eyes, yet I still felt it roaming over my body. “I-I’m sorry, Your grace. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.” I bowed down to avoid his eyes. They were just pierced, and hot, and glaring. His stares could make anyone tremble in their knees. “Apology accepted. So you are my son’s new whore? The one he has taken on the night of choosing.” The sound of his footsteps drew nearer.

He cleared his throat and exhaled weakly, still managing a wicked smile at me. “You're rid of me, but I know that Vincenzo is still alive. How are you going to protect yourself when he comes for vengeance?”, he said. His speech was abruptly cut off by a long period of coughing out blood and wheezing endlessly, trying to catch his breath. He gave up the energy he was using to sit up and dropped his back on the floor. “He is the people's Alpha, after all. They will have his back”, he said, looking up at me.

Alpha Nicholas Exactly 6 hours and 32 minutes after we left the cells, we welcomed future Alpha Wade into the world. He came into this world kicking and screaming, weighing 9 lbs 3oz, and is one incredibly long pup. He is going to grow into a big guy when he's older, and I can't wait to see every minute of it. I may have missed the first few years of my daughter's life because I didn't know about her, but I'll be damned if I'm going to miss any part of my son's life.

“Hey! Judith, it’s time to play in the water!” Alexandro groaned in playful annoyance and turned to see Valerian standing a few paces away, his long black hair slightly tousled by the sea breeze. He wore a loose white shirt, rolled up at the sleeves, and a pair of navy trousers tucked into soft boots. He grinned, holding out his hands to Judith like the doting uncle he had become. “Uncle Val!” Judith cried with glee, wriggling free from Serena’s arms and running to him. “Hey, be careful,” Alexandro warned automatically, stepping off the porch.

Mohawk walked over to Young Master Carlton and said with a smile, "Bro, you've come quite quickly!" "Who’s your bro? Howard Zoe, I'm warning you. Stop pestering my cousin! You can never be with her! Also, don't pretend that you’re close to me!" Young Master Carlton glared at Mohawk, also known as Howard Zoe, and unintentionally saw Alex. He instantly changed his mood and said, "May I ask if you’re General Manager Alex Cohen?" Alex was stunned and asked, "Do you know me? I don't think we've ever met, have we?"

he firmly said and our jaws dropped on the ground. “Alexander,” his mother said but he didn’t bother to look at her. “I am serious, Ma’am. My name is Alexander Claverine,” he said and I blinked multiple times. “Alexander Titanium Claverine, what a nice name. You must be brave to be named Alexander,” I told him and he nodded. “Oh my goodness, Alexander! You are putting me in a shame!” his mother said and she was about to pull her son’s hand. “Her name is Giovanna Lamnelle-Brickser,” I introduced my daughter to him and his mother was surprised.