Alexandria Wilde Novels & Stories

said Alex “You are right… If you are ever in a problematic situation, I will offer my aide.” “Thank you for that…!” “I am the one who is thankful.” Alex’s Pov – She truly is such a strange lady… Even when I cover my hair using magic to turn it blonde… I was admired by almost every lady... But she was disinterested… Maxwell opens the door to the Royal Library. * “Good morning your Highness…” said the Librarian as he approached Rubia

Alexander suddenly smiles a sinister smile and whispers to himself in a husky voice" Finally I got the clue against you Prime minister Xander Si. After catching you and your partner I will get revenge for every royal family blood " After completeing her breakfast Victoria was walking around the palace. Suddenly she bump into an old woman who was carring a basket of flowers .The old women falls on the floor and the flower sccater all over the floor. Seeing that she hurridely help's the women to wake up and apoloise saying" I am really very sorry. I didn't saw you".

Lucien muttered as he took his shirt off and a long scar that was caused by a sharp object was visible on his back as he stroll his way towards the bathroom. ******* -Heroux Mansion- Later that night, Alexandria was staying in the living room when her mother took a seat on the couch facing her. “How’s your work?” Madame Heroux asked as she placed her cup of tea on top of the glass table. Alexandria lowered down the book she was reading, “It’s fine, mother. I finally cleared my schedule for two weeks in the month of July. How’s your day with Countess Blanc? Did you enjoy your time hanging out with her?” she asked back and Madame Heroux's face turned sour, “I don’t even want to remember my day

Blair followed the direction of Aereza's gaze and it landed on Alexandria who was smiling widely and looking very happy. "Aereza, why are you staring at her?" Blair asked in a low tone, only for Aereza to hear. Aereza sighed. "What happened?" Blair asked. Aereza looked at her. "I don't mean to sound absurd but don't you think Princess Alexandria has dressed up too much for this gathering?" Aereza stated, scanning Alexandria from head to toe. She was wearing a heavy coral colour flowing gown which was embroidered with countless shimmering stones, pearls and jewels. She was even wearing some extravagantly heavy jewelleries and ornaments on her body, hair and head. Aereza knew Alexandria was a

The fact that Ezekiel had married her first was bad enough, but now, Vivienne had returned to make her life even more unbearable. Vivienne had reappeared as the famous mystery designer, Viatrix—a woman Alex had once admired and envied from afar. How could someone so seemingly perfect come back into her life like this? It felt like a cruel twist of fate that the woman she had looked up to was the same woman who had been married to Ezekiel. Then there was the revelation that Vivienne was the missing daughter of Alex’s rich uncle. It was as if the universe was conspiring against her, putting Vivienne on a pedestal and casting her in the shadow. The perfect daughter, the successful designer, the

Gina said while frowning. "Well you are right, but I think something happened overnight that called for our attention.” Madam Lydia said and extended her hand. “Here it is for you to read.” Quickly Alexis and Gina scrambled togetherto read thenewspaper content. Butnothing prepared them for what they found out, in that front page was Alexis name andpicture, she was branded as a criminal for her attempted murder of the biggest celebrity in town, Mrs Linda Lake.

"Victoria Blackwood. Alexander's cousin." So this was Victoria. The woman who stood to inherit everything if Alexander failed to marry. Up close, she was intimidatingly perfect: not a hair out of place, a designer dress hugging her slim figure, diamond earrings catching the light.

DUNEDIN, NEW ZEALAND Though her eyes were on her book, Alexandra Stewart, known simply as Alex to close friends and relatives, knew Mr. Hot-Choc was still watching her. Perhaps he wanted to sit next to Mary St. Clair, which wouldn’t surprise her at all. Her ex-classmate from high school was popular with everyone. Her catwalk figure, dark-brown curls, and bright-blue eyes stole the tongues right out of the mouths of the boys. You could say she was perfect, almost. If only she didn’t act like such a bitch, thinking everyone was beneath her and that no one else was as deserving of her perfect life.

she stuttered “ then I don’t see the issue of you coming back with me?” I questioned “ I just I’m not going back there” she mumbled walking out of the kitchen “ there has to be something she isn’t telling us” Creed addressed “ she isn’t hiding something, she has a past in the US. One that you can tell wasn’t so pleasant. Instead of pressuring her to go back Alexander maybe try to find out why she’s so hell bent on not” grandma shrugged walking out of the kitchen as well

“Fine.” She bowed and walked off. I battled with myself not to walk into my room. I didn’t know what would happen if I did. My wolf wanted one thing, and my mind told me to do another. I could sense the trouble brewing. Blaze marched back to me, and he looked grim. “Just tell me,” I mumbled. “She’s Alexandra Westwood. She lives in a studio apartment in the River Pack, and she’s in her final year of university.” I ran a hand threw my hair. “Fuck.”