Alexander Sterling Novels & Stories

he replied. Upon hearing the name, Doctor Kingsley looked up at Alexander in awe. "Oh my God, you're Alexander Sterling? The billionaire inventor of The Sterling E drive!" he exclaimed. Alexander smiled humbly. "Yes, Doctor Kingsley, that's me." Doctor Kingsley gestured for Alexander to take a seat. "Wow, I never believed I would meet a great man like you in my office," he said, his admiration evident. Alexander laughed. "I'm just a man with a vision," he replied modestly.

The ringing sound of the doorbell follows. “Coming!” I get up and head to the door to find out who it is and what the person wants. I can't think of anyone who will be at the door this late at night. “How can I help you?” I question, scanning the unfamiliar figure I meet behind the door. His All-black clothing makes me instantly suspicious of him. “Are you Valery Hale?” The stranger asks back with his hands behind his back. How does he know my name? “Yes. How can I help you?” I ask again, still trying to decode his intentions.

He ordered and I followed him into the building, past an enormous lobby, up the elevators to the topmost flooor, and finally to a vast, imposing offce with glass windows and walls which commanded a view of the city. He waved me into a chair and pulled some documents to him, then asked, almost as an afterthought. “Do you want something to drink?" I shook my head, anxious to get my answers. "Let's get down to business then. My name, as I have said before is Alexander Sterling. I know this is not the best time but you may know me as your husband—ex husband's biggest rival."

Emily “Do you, Emily Mitchell, take Tyler Slate as your lawfully wedded husband and mate? Do you promise to cherish him, honor him, and help him thrive as the beta of our pack, so help our goddess?” our lead elder spoke, making my eyes water as he continued to resight. Tyler’s eyes sparkled, a stray tear falling down his cheek and smile from ear to ear. “I do!” I say, making him choke up a bit. He sighed, trying to contain his tears. I can't say the same about myself; happy tears fell like waterfalls.

He was blessed with wealth that was acknowledge in and out of the kingdom and now the joining of his family with the royal family. The merry mansion seemed to be very busy at moment. Her siblings, her extended family, her maids, her bultler, absolutely everyone was busy, this was another opportunity for her to escape but she had this hint that the person who caught her last time would be keeping an eye on her. Alexa had a long silky brown hair she was 5 feet 5 inches with about 40c breast size she could be said to be quite busty. Alexa had a nice bright skin.

Her next words causing my heart to skip a beat “If there is one person that I’m starting to trust in this world, it is you, Alpha Alexei” ************************************** “You never did tell me what your last name was?” Scarlett asked, our fingers were intertwined as the two of us walked on the sand, and turning to face her, I smiled, running my thumb over her fingers. “Aslanov” I said, pulling her to the water. The cold water hit our feet as a wave hit shore. The two of us smiled at the feeling, and seeing as Scarlett had a short beach dress on, I couldn’t help but wonder how she would feel with me screwing her here and now.

I said low-key shocked but I’m not that dumb to know that but why would they hate each other…” and second, You” what. “You what?” I asked, ‘You’ is probably a girl's name right? Who would name their child ‘You’? I don’t know maybe someone in this world like there are like 8 billion people who knows maybe there is someone named You- “You = Alexandra, Alexandra = You” he said it so casually like does this man has no shyness or romance well he probably- wait doesn’t that mean. Does Xander like me?

"Fuck you, Langit!" Alvaro Zeinial Alexander, the younger brother of Keira and the same person as the man who claimed to be Cherry's lover. From that moment on, he chose to wipe out those who were responsible for his sister's death.

“She just needs to stay out of trouble until I finish what I started. At this point, she cannot allow herself to be blinded by whatever she is feeling, feelings that will eventually go away if she just focuses on whatever it is that she has to do.” I stood, pulling on my coat, the fabric brushing against the table as I moved. “Have the men keep an eye on her. She’s clever when she wants to be, but desperation makes even the clever ones stupid. I won’t risk it.” Alexander gave a curt nod. “Understood.” “Good,” I said, turning back toward the fire. “And while you’re at it, I want information.” “On who?” “The Luna,” I replied. “Valerie.”

Five Years Later. New York City. The Sterling Tower stood taller than ever, a monument to a global empire. But the real chaos wasn't happening in the boardroom; it was happening in the kitchen of the Penthouse. "Mia! Give me back my tablet!" Alex Sterling was now fifteen years old. He had grown tall, inheriting his father’s sharp jawline and piercing dark eyes. But he still wore his signature glasses—now high-tech smart glasses of his own design.