Alexander's Sword Novels & Stories

Dexter said aloud as we heard the door leading to the other sections of the mansion open. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the passageway leading to the stairs, waiting in excitement to see what our Alpha had to present. And when I was beginning to think that our Alpha's surprise was a flop, I saw the hugest scare of my life. The whole hall fell into chaos as most people screamed and yelled in fear while others like myself stood speechless and motionless. It was a man. A man whose reputation spoke for itself. It was the legendary Alpha Blade, known in Haven as The Ripper.

’ everybody assumed impatiently. Tension of the crowd was aroused in alarm, their hearts raced with unwelcoming anticipation. Finally, a figure emerged from the huge waves as a victor, the sword of Eryndor– Eryndor, exhausted but triumphant, his Conch shell still clutched in his hand.

He whispers huskily and smirks when I blush. I look at his wound and gasp when I see it healing. “Look! It worked!” I exclaim excitedly. Rex frowns and examines his arm. “It worked indeed. That’s strange. I didn’t tell you but only Alpha’s saliva can heal wounds. So… how come? Unless…” He muses and glances at me questioningly before shaking his head. “Anyway. You’ve gone through a lot so I’m guessing you want to rest a bit? Get ready for tomorrow, I’ll be training you to be the Queen you’re meant to be.” He adds before getting up and heading to the bathroom.

Alexis came out of hiding, in her left hand was a bow, her right hand held five dried stick, in her mouth was five more dried stick, she was like an Empress from the medieval times. She begin to run to the spot, about five girls charge at her with axe and cutlass, five more are far ahead, they were all aiming for the guns that were on the floor, Alexis just slipped to dodge the mad dogs charging at her, and she was sliding on the rough grass, she hit the girls that were aiming for guns in their legs, using the sharpen stick, all shot from her temporary bow, every one of them was screaming in pain.

Theo drag his body out of the stream to shore and laid back making the huffing sound. It was Theo first battle, and it was the hardest battle of all, and as well as Theo regret not bringing his sword, because it would be a little bit easy, with the black sword, over time during the practices, Theo notice that the black sword was too sharp, and feel regretted and thankful for the person who sold it without knowing anything.

Alexander couldn't wait for that time to come. Alexander looked back at the hand-held knife in his hand that he was dusting off. He smiled slightly and swiped the knife again with the cloth he was using to clean it. Alexander then looked at a photo on the table, where his family had been so happy and then had to be faced with a heartless death. “Ma, Pa Alexander smiled devilishly then looked back at Jeremy's name so clearly in his eyes. His eyes sparkled with all the good images of Jeremy's death. Alexander continued to smile until he didn't realize his fingers were bleeding from pressing too hard on the knife.

Draco told him inhaling a deep breath of cigar. "Alams....okay...you are the great Blackford. I have heard your name often in business world." Alessandro said in impressive tone. "Thanks man....I was actually wondering to if I should ask it or not.... I need your suggestion." Draco spoke a little unsure and confused. "What is it?" Alessandro was alert. Does he know who I am?

He ordered pasta and meatballs for me and it tasted perfect. "Thanks ." "Here is the money you requested for ."He said dropping some money on the table and left. "Wait,what is your name."I said . "Alex."He said and left . Since I left the orphanage this is first nice person am meeting. I quickly finished my food and went to one of the bathroom i cleaned my body ,I was wearing one of jacks polo and my jeans with one of his boots. I asked the girl that served me food for a knife she looked at me weirdly but gave me later .I put it in my boots.

I saw that he had laid out a selection of tools beside him; a pack of hooks, some scissors, and a hammer with which he was furiously banging away. "Are you still dreaming about buying a yacht from the pearl in that shell?" I questioned in a tease as he looked up at me, a wide smile on his lips. I was rendered speechless; in all honesty, I was in awe of him. A simple smile had whisked me away and taken my heart to lengths it had never crossed. With one last bang of his hammer on the shell, it cracked open and a Pearl emerged, shining brightly in the enclave. "There, finally got the last one," Alexander said, holding up the Pearl in his hand and I arched my brows at him. I wondered what he mea

I watched them go, my breath catching in my throat as I imagined what was about to happen. As the rogues approached the house, I heard the sound of glass breaking and shouting. The scent of blood filled the air, and I knew that my decision to send the rogues was the right one. I needed to wait back Incase anything goes wrong, so my pack don't get neutralized. But then, just as I was about to join in the attack, I heard something else. A low growl, followed by the sound of something massive moving through the trees. Suddenly, Alexander appeared before me, his eyes glowing a deadly red.