Alexander Sterling Novels & Stories

Until the sun rose on Tuesday morning, Alexander Sterling had just returned from the south. His clothes were crumpled, his hands still had dried bloodstains from the fight, but his steps towards the Vanguard Suite penthouse were still dignified like a king who had cut through a storm. The Alpha King doesn't need sleep; all he needed was the sight of his Queen to calm his wolf that had gone on a rampage all night slaughtering dockworker provocateurs.

Or perhaps my mind was only playing tricks on me. I released a long, measured breath, forcing my racing heart to steady itself. “No, Mr. Sterling. I don't know him," I replied. “But…” I paused before adding quietly. “He looks so terrifying with that big scar on his face.” Alexander's hand froze halfway to his mouth, the glass of water suspended inches from his lips. “Big scar?” “Yes,” I continued, leaning forward slightly as the memory crystallized. “It cuts through his left eyebrow…” I unconsciously traced the path across my own face, “passed over his eye, and dragged all the way down to his cheekbone.”

the woman asked. "Yes," Emma stammered in reply, her expression lost and confused. The woman looked at her thoughtfully. "Well then, let me explain further," she said. "I am the mother of Gregory, the Alpha who discovered you after you crossed the pack borders without permission." As soon as Emma heard the name, her heart pounded furiously. Alpha Gregory was the most feared name among the rogues she had met while running away from her abusive father. The way they had always warned her not to go near his pack ringed in her ears but she had ignored their warnings and went straight into the lion's den all because of a few piece of banana now look at what it had caused her.

“You’re bluffing. You have no influence to do that. Especially now that Isabella and I are married.” Sterling’s lips curled into a sinister smile. “Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Alex. You see, I know a little secret about you. Something your siblings would find very interesting.” Alexander’s eyes flickered with unease. “What secret?” “Do you remember that little incident in Geneva?” Sterling said, his voice dripping with malice. “The one you buried so deeply?” Alexander’s face paled. “You wouldn’t dare.” Sterling leaned back, crossing his arms. “Try me. Step down, or I’ll expose you.”

“You will. In time. For now, just rest. Let me take care of you.” Sarah nodded again. “Okay.” Sarah looked at his face. “Sterling,” she said. “That’s your name. Sterling.” He smiled. “Yes.” She tilted her head. "That's really a powerful name, right?” Alexander’s eyes flickered. “That is my real name,” he said simply. “Sterling is. Alexander Sterling. And I think it is a Powerful name.” Sarah nodded slowly. “Okay.” She didn’t ask more. She didn’t know that Alexander Sterling was not just her husband. He was the prince Alpha. He ruled over business. He ruled over the supernatural. But he didn’t want her to know yet. Not now. Not like this.

It was seemingly authored by James Maxwell himself: "Some legacies are built on sand, others on... Foundations. The Sterling name has always held its secrets close.. Not all secrets stay buried forever. Especially when they concern the cost of power and the forgotten agreements that secured an empire. Look closer, at the crest Alexander. Your father’s greatest achievement or his deepest sin?"

"What? Who?" "Someone from the library board. Alexander something. Tall, gray eyes, very handsome. He said he wanted to welcome you to the city." "Alexander Sterling?" "That's the one. He lives two floors down." Imogen's mouth opened and closed several times. "Alexander Sterling is on the library board? He came to our apartment? And you didn't lead with this information?" "You were too busy interrogating me about Adrian!" "He's only the most eligible bachelor on the library board! The other librarians talk about him constantly. He's donated millions to the archives."

"And he handed her the divorce papers today of all days, Uncle Alex! While he’s already carrying that snake Chloe Montgomery over his threshold! It is utterly disgraceful." Alexander’s eyes narrowed into slits as he listened to Tinsley, a muscle twitching in his hard jaw. He looked at Ethan, then at Axel, and finally let his gaze rest proudly on his daughter. "Good," Alexander said, his voice dropping into a dangerously quiet, lethal register. "If you are truly done shedding tears for that boy, then it is time to remind the world exactly who you are. The Sterlings think they are rising stars in our financial market." Slowly, a cold, ruthless smile spread across the patriarch's face.

Alpha Wyatt I will always protect my little mate, she’s mine and mine only—as I am hers. My wolf keeps pushing through wanting to stay in wolf form just to be in our strongest form to defend our future Luna, Remi. I wouldn’t let harm come her way if I have anything to do with it, I do have my reputation for a reason. Before Remi came around, I was ruthless, I was known for my brutal force and strength. I was always good to my pack, but if any threat came our way or we had to advance on surrounding rabid rogues, I took immediate action, ending the threat without blinking an eye. I’m glad that my Alpha buddies are coming for the Luna Ceremony as I need some guy time to think about Remi’s dream

He growled and looked at Piper who held his wand. "Little friend, buckle up." Piper snarled to Keyton as he ran. Keyton rolled his eyes. They walked toward the hills and faced in front of the knights surrounding them. "Put the wand down, rogue!" The head warrior sneered harshly, Jayla remembered him. His name was Zerxes. "Keyton and Jayla, come here slowly." The old Alpha Matteo stepped in with the head warrior. "Don't touch our Queen!" Piper growled.