Alexander Jongcheveevat Mga Nobela at Kwento

He said seriously. "What the fuck bro? I'm not a donkey!" He growled. "Says the man who dressed up as a donkey at my birthday party when I was 14." Max deadpanned. "I thought it was a dressing up party!" He reasoned. "Whatever, Jay this is Jake, Zach and Lydia son. And Jake this is my g—" "I already know my dear prince, you are his girlfriend, the queen it's such an honour to meet you. I am Jake Jacobs, the strongest knight in Raven." He introduced himself.

Alpha Marco and I both snapped our heads up from where we sat at his desk to the man standing in the doorframe, who I assumed was Beta Alex given his extraordinarily large stature and solid build. “Julius, this is my Beta, Alex.” Alpha Marco introduced us as he stood from his chair. I extended my hand to Beta Alex as I straightened myself beside Marco. He took it with a surprisingly firm grip, nodding his head in a show of respect before his hazel eyes met mine. His smooth, dark skin paired with striking eyes and near-flawless features made him look more like a doll than a man, but his expression reminded me of a soldier. He had none of the sadistic playfulness that Dean carried with him, in

As Alessandro was speaking a voice interrupted him. "Mr. Alessandro? Can I have a word with you?" The CEO of Humble textile, Tom Fend asked as he looked at the duo. Alessandro glanced at John Spencers and nodded. "Excuse me gentle man..." saying it John Spencers left from there. In a corner a Sabrina stood with head high as she wiped her tears away smiling happily on how her husband had put that scornful woman on her place..... _______

I cannot quite tell his age, but I’d wager he is around thirty. He commands all the attention in the room, and as he strides toward us, the Wolves drop to one knee. As he gets closer, and my pulse races faster, I notice that his kilt is predominantly red, like Ethan’s, but it’s a different pattern. It seems to contain the colors of all the clans. He walks up the steps of the platform, his boots thudding and shaking the wood. The alphas all dip their heads deferentially, Ethan included. I, however, cannot stop staring.

I said, calling the man, watching as he froze, looking at me over his shoulder as he did. “I, Valerie Morozov, accept your rejection, Alpha Alessandro D’Almerita.”

“About the nutcase lady, she is the reason why I request your presence.” “Who is she?” “She is the daughter of Alpha Atlas. The Alpha of the CageMoon Pack. Aunt said the nutcase is betrothed to me ever since I was a boy. And I had no fucking idea about it.” “Hold on, Leo…… you are fucking joking, right?” “Did you see me in any costume? I’m dead serious, Man,” I pushed myself up from the couch, and made my way to the mini-bar in my office. I pulled out a bottle of whiskey, stretched it in the direction of Max. “Do you care for any?”

that Pierre was showing me, just a triangle of black cloth held by three strips. The thing looked like a tiny loincloth. “And how is that used?” as much as I saw whatever Pierre was teaching me, I still didn't understand where it would be put. "The hell I'll tell you,” Alex growled, letting go of me for the first time since we arrived. "I'm going to kill him." Stunned, I saw how Alex began to chase Pierre around the store, while amused, he dodged with whatever he had shown me still in his hand.

Not just Jade but Alex could sense it as well. The scent was really strong and overpowering. It was as great as Jade’s aura. “Master, who is that incoming person? It seems to be a great cultivator who has already reached the Peak-Tribulation Crossing stage!” asked Alex shockingly. Jade pouted her lips. “He’s one of the two principals of Flying Eagles Academy. His last name is Lewin, and he’s called ‘Sh*tty’.”

His voice held a tinge of cold. "Carlo Jamboree," the name slipped out from my lips. Carlo Jamboree was Alexandro's favorite person. Alexandro had found him when he was 16 - a thief and a gambler. In no time, Alexandro had trained him up to his taste after he had tested Carlo to be fit to join his cabal. Thank the stars for the backstory given to me by Maurice. How would I have gotten out of this muddled waters? Alexandro lost the color in his face. He smirked, jerking his head up while his lips stretched in a slow smirk.

So far, Jenny and Alexander have only met outside of drinking coffee but have never discussed the offer at that time. She felt comfortable with each other's presence. Maybe because he lives alone in this city and he needs friends, he feels comfortable and can talk to Jenny a lot. Alexander is a man born in Japan. His father and mother are a mixture of Korean and Japanese. That's why his face looks very Asian. He had only come to this city for a year and a half and had just been accepted into his company as administrative staff. He's not a rich career person.. but Jenny is confused because he had a lot of branded stuff.