Alexandra Lillian Novels & Stories

I thundered. They flinched and the woman closest to me raised a finger and glanced at Lena. “We begged her to leave but she wouldn't budge. She said she wanted to do this herself and we… we…” her breath swallowed her voice. Lena took a step forward, her eyes glued to her feet. “It's true Alpha, I just wanted to be useful around here,” “Useful? You call this useful?” I said with a stern voice, staring at the mess on her Apron and the utensils that were all over the floor.

“Christine, I gotta run over to Gabe’s real quick and grab my phone.” I shouted through the kitchen as I made my way to the door. She was getting the rest of the kids in bed. Most of them had settled, so I felt she and Alicia had it covered. I was walking back to the pack house with my phone when Lily came crashing through my thoughts in a panic, ‘Hannah run!’, but it was too late.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Lily never imagined that the reason alpha Ashton had not shown up at the meeting was that he was busy tending to the woman, she despised the most. How was that even possible? She had racked her brain to get rid of that slut only to send her to a more prominent person. And even that bastard Mark wanted to go and find her personally? “No!” she shouted. From what she overheard; Mark still had no inkling that she was the one who had ordered Maya to be killed. She knew that if he found out, it will be the end for her. She will never clear her name.

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

Thank you for everyone who've read my book! I love all of you! Please if you've enjoyed this one read Differnet - a book based on Alexander's parents and Stubborn Briella - a book based on Alexander's little sister. Also please never let someone change who you are unless you are ready! Each and everyone of you ate unique and full of life! You all have a great place in this world and will do amazing things just by being yourself. Again I love every single one of my subscribers and even the ones just glance at my book. You all are what make me an author!! And I couldn't be more happy!

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.

The Angel gave a seductive smile. "You mean there are special people who don't want to be angels?" asked Louise, trying to divert all the talk about love. "Of course, Lady. Ellinor from the Fairy Tale of the Lotus Princess and the Witch is one of them.” Louise widened her eyes, realizing that Phillip and Lillian's mother was also born without love and blood. Worse, she was born to a witch-like Miranda. "That means Phillip and Lillian's mother is an angel?" “Should be, but like you, Lady. He has so much love inside of him. For Ellinor, the family came first so there was no way she could be fair anymore. No matter what happens, he will always put his family first.”

His cold aura hung in the air like the artic gust. "Yes," Steve replied. He prepared himself by letting himself take a deep breath. He could not afford to stumble. "Speak." "Alexandra Winchester born on 2nd May 1997 turned 24 this year.No preschool and middle school records, she was homeschooled till the age of 13 but she was graduated from the top University in the UK.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.