Alexander Tekken Novels & Stories

Such a young Grandmaster was extremely rare in the entire America. When he looked at Alex, who seemed to have no inner energy in his body at all and looked no different than an ordinary person, he absolutely didn’t believe that Alex was a martial expert who had surpassed him at this age. Rather, he felt that this guy was probably a psychic user. In terms of mental power, he had abilities different from the ordinary people. In addition, he only suffered a big loss because he was defenseless against Alex previously. Alex didn’t have the slightest hint of favorable impression towards Shaun, so he coldly said, “I’m Alex Rockefeller, the elder of Divine Constabulary in South California!”

Making him chuckle a bit. "I haven't even introduced myself." He says with a small smiling playing on his lips. "I'm Gerald." He says calmly. "Alexandra. But everyone calls me Alexs." She responds. "Doesn't that sound masculine?" Gerald laughs. He touches his temple slightly. "So Alexs, can I have your digits?" He says calmly. Alexandra smiles. "Well, you can't!" She responds, she could see the shock on his face. "I mean currently I don't have a phone, because apparently, your friend seized it." She smiles. "But I can have yours. I will call you with my cousin's line." Alexandra says.

Because clearly they underestimated me. One man stood directly in front of me, tall, built like a wall. His face was hidden by a black mask, but his voice was steady when he spoke. Wore a black long sleev, probably trying to hide the fact he had a tattoo. But unfortunately for him he unconsciously raised the sleeve on one arm and quickly brought it down, but I say enough to know the first one was that of a tiger. “Alexander Blackwood. You know why you’re here ?"

“He is just my friend. He has been my friend since I was young and…” “What about the mark?” He asked. I cleared my throat. “I got that from training when I was younger.” His eyebrows furrowed as he studied me carefully In order to catch the slightest falsehood in my words. “So you train with your Alpha?” He questioned in disbelief. “Yes, uhm… Dexter and I are good friends.” “I see the way he looks at you, it doesn’t say friendly at all.” He added. “Well, Dex has feelings for me.” “And what about you?” He asked. “How do you feel about any brother?”

In the ring, both men were already standing in their respective corners. Alexandro wore black boxing shorts, no shirt. His muscular body looked perfect under the spotlights. His muscles were defined, not as big as Damien's, but more proportional. And on his body, tattoos. I had never seen him without a shirt under such clear lighting before. There was a dragon tattoo on his right arm, twisting from shoulder to elbow. There were tribal line tattoos on his left chest, and on his back, behind the shadow of the lights, I could see a large wing-shaped tattoo. Damien across from him. His body was bigger, bulkier, more threatening. The tattoos on his arms almost covered his entire skin, intricate,

The sword was heavy and fast, carrying the weight of the abyss. I didn't back away. I holstered my guns and summoned my own energy. Black aura wrapped around my arms, hardening like armor. "VOLKOV STYLE: IRON FIST!" I punched the sword directly with my bare hand! A metallic sound rang out, sparks flying everywhere! His sword stopped inches from my face! I caught it! Grimm's eyes widened in shock. "Impossible! How can your flesh be harder than my shadow steel?!" "Because I am Alexander Volkov," I said grimly. "And nothing can cut me!"

She managed to regain her cool shortly after losing her composure caused by Alex's bizzare action in a minimal time frame of five seconds, showing the splendid result of her extensive training that she had undergone. "Hmph, brace yourself for my secret ultimate ninjustu. This technique will allow me a temporary speed boost unlike any other, my moving speed will become so fast that all you will see are blur afterimages of my figure generated by your incompetence eyesight as they will be unable to capture my swift and elegant movement. You will die before you know it, sliced by my specially made katana that has been folded continously for 100 times. The blacksmiting process..." "Did anyone eve

I try to stand and feel pain in my foot I look down an see it bandaged I don't care at the moment because I wanna go home with the gun still pointed at them. "Hey, careful you took quite a beatings, your body might hurt and you need to rest. I see a bit of panic in you eyes but you need to just lay down and calm down." Say the guy that I realized is Niko who was in final year last year in Varsity, he has the bad boy thing down to the T and as I look at the guys they look alike and my guess is they brothers.

No opportunities for any mishaps. “I understand this, boss, but the plan we orchestrated for the last 30 years should not just fall apart because of a single female. she is nothing compared to…” Alexandra had moved so fast that he had not seen it coming. He moved his fingers around his throat and squeezed tightly. When the man tried to fight against him throwing punches and Kicks, alexandros only overpowered him. he made his opponents efforts seem so stupid and worthless. He was a man with a big powerful physique. and he was well trained by none other than the great Alpha Hercules.

All I know is that I came to my senses when Alexander got up and waved a hand on my face. “Earth to mommy,” he teases, and I smack his hand away. “Don’t ever call me that,” I grit out. “Can we… can we talk?” “Sure.” Alexander doesn’t move. “In private,” I hiss, and only then does he move, bringing me to the balcony. “What is happening with you and my son? Why did you teach him that?” “He asked me to,” Alexander says casually. “I happen to know a bit about hacking, so here I am teaching him what I know. I think he got it, though. I gave him a fake practice site and little dude got in—”