Alexandra Curran Novels & Stories

Alexandra The silence in the room was deafening, matching the numbness that had settled over Alexandra’s heart. For several minutes, she sat perfectly still, feeling as though she had been struck by a physical blow. The reality of her situation was finally sinking in, and it was a bitter pill to swallow. She had agreed to this arrangement out of desperation, but she never truly understood the nature of the role she was expected to play. The realization that she was essentially being paid to be a "slut" for a man she barely knew felt like a stain on her soul.

She pulled out a chair and sat down, also motioning Alya to sit next to her. “I’m a high school dropout,” Alexandra revealed. “Never completed my education. My parents had died and I had no money to support myself. Like you, I never received any professional training.” Alya was shocked to hear that. “You were inexperienced like me?” she gasped. “But you’re so good at your work!” She still vividly remembered the coral dress Alexandra had made her wear at the party. It was one of the most beautiful dresses she had ever seen and even if she had not seen a lot of them, she was sure no other dress could match up to that.

Mid-thirties, sharp eyes, a smile that knew how to ask questions without looking like questions. “Alex Sterling, Ariana Cross,” she said. “I’m Lena Moore. Thank you for agreeing to this.” Agreeing? Like we’d chosen this freely. We sat down on the chair which she gestured to. Alex moved slightly toward me while his PR team hovered just outside the glass walls, they were visible but silent. Lena clicked her recorder on. “Let’s start simply,” she said. “People want to know how this began.” Alex looked at me, tell me to go ahead. It was a permission.

Karen breathes out, “You have to stay away from him for your own good.” "Why? He's my mate, and the moon goddess chooses right. I can’t just leave him to die." "Oh, sweetie, I know you care deeply, but Alexandra's... situation is complicated. The curse—" she tries to reason. "I know; I will try to do research and understand more about it," I interrupted. "That's exactly why I need to stay close to him. I want to help him. If anyone can break it, I believe I can, and we can’t even know that unless we try, come on," I say.

Do I have dementia? “Oh dear, you look confused.” She says as she laughs a little, “Come with me, I feel like I should introduce you to some people.” She says and I blindly follow her. Too confused to know what’s going on. “This is Gwen, Harry, Marie, Penelope, Daphne, Kyle, Daryl, Juliette, Sarah, Seb, Ron, Terry and of course Dave.” My eyes widen when I realize what is happening. Oh. My. God.

"Thank you, Currie, you will receive your payment for this, but phone me whenever the Alpha comes in; I still have something to sort out with him." "Will do, ma'am." I cut the call and stared into Cecelia's eyes, who was looking at me. "What happened?" She asked me. "Did you know that Alex is pregnant?" She shook her head. "Pregnant? Again? Is she trying to increase the population of the pack by herself?" I smiled because I could feel jealousy dripping from her voice. She was angry, and that was good.

, her smile faint."Ancestor?" Xandra's brows were furrowed in a frown.She was confused."Oh and please, do not dare to call me a grandma. I am too young for that," said the lady.Seeing Xandra's unbelievably astonished face, she smiled at her cat and spoke, "See, Curella. The girl is still confused. Time for a little storytelling. Isn't it?"And the cat meowed."My name is Katrina Katz. I am your great grandmother's grandmother.""Yea, that I understood. But how are you alive?" Xandra asked unaware and the lady laughed hysterically."Witches don't have to die," she exclaimed."Witch? This is the 21st century..." Xandra spoke, her face was like she was about to burst into laughter."This is no joke,

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

with that she ends the call and her full attention is now on me accompanied with a bright smile as she greets me with what is supposed to be a soothing voice "Alexa! " I have to admit, she's beautiful. Her perfectly curled strawberry blonde hair stopping mid back around her smallish frame, expensive looking designer dress and pumps giving her the classy business like look but the intense depths of blue of her eyes scream 'innocent devil ' "Its good to see you " well, i can't say the same for you. "I'm Brittany, we've met before on rather bad terms i suppose " you can say that again. I remember coming home that night to a very disturbing scene in the living room between her and a certain some

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.