Novel & Cerita Alexandria Wilde

“She found nothing on him, yet. But she managed to make Valerie doubt him enough to change all the clauses to her favor. The worst part about it, is Maxine. She was the one who drafted the contracts and the lead to everything and this whole mess. Which does not make sense to a lawyer.” Hunter frowned, flipping through the documents. “Do you think that he is connected to the rogues?” “I don’t know, the one wolf that I could think about was a not a man.” I said, making him frown. “You know the name?” “I know it is,” I said. “That surname… it belonged to a woman. Decades ago. One of the few who left the rogues and tried to live among us. She was killed before she could ever settle. As far as I

The Château Margaux tasted like victory. This was more than any fantasy I had taken in during those dark months of healing. The engagement wasn't just an opening move in my revenge—it was a complete rewrite of the narrative. Claire Blackwood, the pitiful abandoned wife, was dead. In her place sat Claire Elizabeth Winfred, soon-to-be Hayes, the most talked-about woman on the internet. Sarah leaned forward, her designer bracelet catching the afternoon light. "The girls who thought Alexander was playing games with them must be sobbing into their Hermès bags right about now."

I could've sworn there were people here. My boss turned around when Alexander poked her shoulder. Her eyes widened before she jumped away at the sight of his red eyes and black wings. "W-what are you? What do you want from me?" She walked 4 steps backwards but Alexander took 6 steps forward and trapped her against the wall. He seems to have a thing for playing with his victims before killing them and it pissed me off because I was one of his victims. What did he possibly want from this poor woman?

what a name though she taught Just as she was done greeting the guy, Alexandra walked in as the guys started drooling over her too even her long brown hair makes a difference "this girl can be stinking rich, I saw the car she came out from" Alicia spoke silently but her bench mate heard her "you don't know her??" siress asked her as she shook her head negatively "hmmm that's Alexander Bradley twin sister, her name is Alexandra" he spoke and Alicia looked at her doubtfully "uhhhm who is Alexander Bradley?" she asked and siress was surprised "you don't know one of the richest billionaire in this country? You don't know the most coldest mafia lord?? Everybody is scared of him" he said and Alici

The live chat comments, which had initially shunned me, turned to pity. [These people are despicable! Those were supplies that Lucia painstakingly stockpiled.] [It’s all Irene Burrel’s fault! Did that fake heiress do it on purpose? She deliberately reported her just to steal her supplies!] [It’s the middle of winter, with snow still falling! It’s like sending Lucia to her death!] [What a pity! She’s left with just one potato.] [Wait, where is she going? Could it be that… she can’t handle the stress, and she’s…]

She puts her hand in mine and says, “I am Alexandria Wilson, of the Blue Moon Pack.” When her hand touches mine, I feel it, there is the shock that runs from my fingertips up my arm and throughout my whole body, then I realize that we have been standing in the hallway for far too long and I want to find out who did this to her, so I mention, “we need to go find the Alpha Robert and find out what happened to you, and who is responsible. I will not have my mate being mistreated and disrespected this way.” She reels back for a minute due to her shock at what I just said, “Wait, I'm sorry, your what?”

"But… this is Victoria's cousin. Lila. I saw her in old photos, at Pierce family events. She lives in London." Adeline nodded, a gleam in her eyes. "So… you're starting to connect the dots?" Michael picked up another photo Adeline placed on the table. It was an image from a wedding. Alexander and Victoria's wedding. The photo captured a moment in the ballroom: Alexander, with his distant air, dancing with a stunning blonde in a very short dress: the same woman. "It's her!" Michael exclaimed, the memory clarifying with an almost physical impact. "The cousin! Lila Pierce! She danced with Alexander all night at his wedding. Victoria hated her for it. She stayed at the Pierce mansion afterwards…

he said, breathing heavily. The woman chuckled and started laughing. She looked at me with a smile and said, "Your woman seems oddly confused by your actions, Damien. Pray, don't worry, young lady. Forgive me for introducing myself late. My name is Amelia Étienne. I was a bit curious about who piqued my son's interest, so I asked him if it's alright to meet with you. "

All their eyes turned to me. And then they slid past me, to the woman standing beside the high table. Alexa. The daughter of Alpha Blackwood of Great Britain. She hadn’t changed. Tall, poised, her silver blonde hair braided down her back like a crown. Her gown clung to her in a way that spoke of class and power. Her eyes were purple, sharp and kind in equal measure, and when she saw me, she smiled. Not coy. Not shy. The kind of smile that said she’d been waiting.

She was still scared but it didn't affect me so much now I was in front of him. "What is your name?" He asked me looking into my eyes as if he was taking away all my pain and fear. "Alexandria." "Mine is Aden." His name suited him I could already imagine him being called 'Alpha Aden of Midnight Warrior pack'. "Why did you cry my little wolf?" "She is scared of you," I replied in a short sentence too scared to say too much. "Your wolf?" He asked surprised when I nodded, he then turned to my Alpha, "I need to talk to you."