Alexander Kent Author Novels & Stories

Derek's mouth dropped open at the sight of who had entered. That face. Derek had never seen it. But he had heard Alex's distinctive voice when Mr. Knight first gave interviews to the media without showing his face. To this day, Derek remembers hearing that distinctive voice. "You're Mr. Knight, the owner of Golden Era Enterprise?" exclaimed Derek. Alex's chin lifted, a crooked smile on his lips at Derek's surprised face. "That is correct. I am Alexander Knight. I am here to send you to hell!" Hearing that, Derek's eyes widened. He immediately shook his head. "No, Mr. Knight. Don't kill me!"

Chapter 66 The World Knows ~ Katherine At first, I thought he would respect my words. He promised—for the children, only for the children. But Alexander always found a way to twist things, to bend them until the meaning was his and not mine. Like this morning at breakfast.

Third Person Point of View: “What the fuck is this?” Viktor asked, frowning at the sight of the men carrying the crate. The men brought in the boxes that were arriving from nearby families who were pledging their loyalty to Esteban, and this in specific was for Viktor. “It came to you, from Alexei Aslanov” one of the men said, looking down at his feet, avoiding his and the Alpha’s eyes. They knew the punishment for trying to do so, and each one of them wanted to keep that head of his over his shoulders.

Granted, I’m usually still a little late because the higher-ups love overworking me up there in heaven and let’s be honest, I’m not really the greatest at my job. I'm trying to give Dawn some hope by helping her and giving her advice but the truth is; I don't know if any of us are prepared for Alexander. He became a fallen for a reason, and it was a little...never mind. It pains me just thinking about it. I just hope he eventually gets tired of chasing after her and having me chase after him as well. He's usually the type to get his job done quickly. Killing people with no mercy is what he’s known for in heaven and hell.

As soon as he got to Alexander's house, he began shivering, so much so that even Alexander could sense the uneasiness coming from him. "Where is the book I asked you to get for me?" Alexander asked. His voice was cold, echoing through the living room, sending more shivers down Jeremy's spine. "I'm sorry, sir. Please forgive me," Jeremy fell to his knees, sobbing for mercy. "I was able to lay my hands on the book, but Mr. Maxmillian scared me away. He claimed to be the Alpha..."

"And you failed miserably."Alex told him."Who knows maybe you've been covering for him.Lord knows how many women he's raped and got away with it because his dearest brother is protecting him." "That's utter bullshit."Kent said aghast."I'd never condone such unscrupulous behaviour.Your anger is justified but there is no need for you to say what you just said."

After hanging up, Kent’s expression turned extremely grim. He slumped weakly into his chair and stared blankly at the night outside the window. It turned out that Alex was actually from the richest family in Wiltspoon. Regardless of his rank among the York brothers, he was still an heir, someone Kent could never hope to reach in his lifetime. Alex was truly lucky to be born into such a powerful family. No wonder Alex could casually buy a house in Westbrooke Gardens. No wonder he carried such an air of nobility. Kent had to admit it even if he did not want to praise his rival.

He softly continued, "Any more tricks up your sleeve? Come on, let me see." Tricks? Even if there were, they would not dare to use them. Kent's heart and soul shattered, his face devoid of any trace of color. He glanced at the photographers picking up their equipment and the media reporters gathering around. Summoning courage, he stammered, "Alexander, you… You got guts! I admit defeat today, so get off your high horse. We may meet again in the future, and there will be another chance!" Leaving these harsh words behind, and afraid that Alexander might strike again, Kent ignored his subordinates writhing on the ground. With Waldo in tow, he made a desperate dash for the exit.

Alexandra plugs in her earphone, immediately she gets into her room. Staring into the space, she lets out a small sign. The unhappiness she felt was within. And she especially blamed Raphael for being the actual cause. Most times she wished he could just disappear from there life. Immediately she sees Kenzy walk in, she removes her earphones gently. "Hey!" Karis calls out calmly. "Be trespassing into my room," Alexandra says casually. Meanwhile, Kenzy just joins her on the bed.

I pressed myself even closer to Alex's warm chest, wrapping my arms around his neck as he led us down the dark hallway to his room. “How do you feel?” His question was barely a whisper. "Very stupid,” I replied in the same tone, "Forgive me for getting mad me about something I haven't experienced, Alex, I...” "Don't apologize, little one,” he interrupted leaving me on the bed and kneeling between my legs. "If it had been the other way around, I think I would have gone crazy imagining you in that position, I know I acted wrong, but partly I don't regret it, because at least those men are no longer with slutty and heartless women... Right?”