Alexander's Sword Novels & Stories

Alexander says with a smirk "Seriously Alexander, will you ever change." "Nup baby, I will never change when it's come to you". The End

The silver bells on his wrists jingled one last, erratic time as his hands fell limp against the sheets. His blue eyes, once filled with arrogant fire, slowly rolled back, losing focus as the world faded into a grey haze. His head slumped to the side, his jaw hanging slack. Even as Sean’s consciousness flickered and died, Alexander didn't stop. He continued his relentless rampage against the Alpha’s limp, unconscious form, determined to leave a mark so deep that Sean would feel it in his soul the moment he woke up. Finally, with one last, guttural growl of triumph, Alexander delivered a final, crushing thrust and let out a dark, ragged breath, collapsing his weight onto the now-dead-weight o

i stump out the room heading for mine. "Alexa! "he calls grabbing my arm again for the third time this night. "Don't touch me! "i scream and slap his hands off mine. "Listen to me... " "No you listen! "i hold up a hand to his face. "i don't ever want to see you again. I don't ever want to hear your voice again, and i don't ever want you butting into my shit again! "I'm breathing hard "the best thing you could do right now, is carry your dusty ass and go home to your sluty gold digging girlfriend !"

All I knew was that there were more dead people as it came. I ducked under a lunging wolf and drove my elbow into its throat. When it staggered I shifted, claws sliding from my fingertips, and slashed across its chest. It went down and another filled the space like a tide. They were not stopping, and something told me that this was just the beginning of what this was going to be. “Alpha!” a warrior shouted, staggering toward me, blood streaking his shoulder. “They’ve broken the northern line! They are getting closer.”

Alex grunted from the pain and stood up sluggishly. "Hendrix, I swear by my birth that I'll kill you even if it will take my life," Alex swore before picking up the sword beside him to fight. Hendrix smirked and walked closer to meet Alex, raising his sword at him, he made a move to stab Alex again but the latter shifted and dodged, cutting the sword through his back, he kicked Hendrix's steps back. Another group of cloaked men rushed to the duo, attacking Alex.

He healed immediately. Ethan might have forgotten who Alexander was. He was a true Alpha. A sword like this wouldn't ever hurt him, and even if it did, it would heal quickly. I wiped my tears when I saw that he had healed. "You are such a coward!" Alexander barked. "You son of a bítch." Ethan retorted. "I won't spare you, Ethan Hemsworth. You signed up for death when you touched even a strand of her hair." Alexander said. I looked at him from his head to his toes. He wore a white leather jacket, and his sword was tucked behind him.

“You are becoming inconveniently persistent.” Daniel raised his blade. “Step away from him.” Gregory pressed the knife deeper. Alexander’s jaw clenched, but he did not make a sound. “Careful,” Gregory said. “His wolf core is barely holding. A little more silver, and he collapses before your healer reaches him.” I looked at Alexander. “You were told to stay in bed.” His mouth twitched faintly. “You were busy.” “This is not the moment to be charming.” “I know.”

He needed to end this, and quickly, lest Mika take advantage and win. Boro closed his eyes and opened his mind, he was the void. He felt the air stir as Mika moved in to capitalize on this moment, thinking Boro had given up. He was dead wrong, Boro felt the blade move through the rising daylight, and moved his body almost as if on its own, without thought, acting on pure instinct. His blade, the same type of single edged sword his father had used, the one that he had named Honor, moved as if to block Mika's but instead he ducked, and moved around it, weaving under the path of the blade, and at the last second he turned his own so that the flat of it struck Mika on his wrist, breaking it clea

I explained as I called the sword back to me. I stiffened as it stayed in his hands. King Alexander looked down at the sword and back up at me with a raised eyebrow. They probably thought I was lying. "Can you give it to Alax so I can." King Alexander was lifting up his hand to silence me "No need. I'll test it out." He stated as he handed it to Alax who teleported out. King Alexander opened up his hand like he was willing the sword to come and within seconds it was in his hand again.

I hope I get the chance. “Let her go,” Alexander commands with his baritone voice. Coltain finally pulls his sword away from me, stepping forward to block me from Alexander. He raises his sword in answer, and my wolf growls furiously at the sight of someone threatening our mate. “Come get her.” Coltain swings first, and when their swords clang together, I realize Coltain’s is made of silver. Alexander does, too, and his movements become more defensive as he avoids so much as a nick from his opponent’s blade.