Alexei Shostakov Novels & Stories

He had never smiled at me before. “Presenting, His Royal Majesty, King Valerian of Alvannia.” Father entered the palace after the trumpets had been played. I and Valerian entered behind him. Up till this moment, I never knew he named Valerian after himself. The stares I received outside were nothing compared to the stares I received from the crowd of people in the large room as I walked down the carpeted aisle. I could tell by the numbers that their jaws dropped that they were surprised to see me.

She pleaded. Silence echoed, deep and mournful until her voice echoed throughout the room. “I, Angelica Sokolov, daughter of Late Alpha Nikolai Sokolov, reject Alpha Alexei Ivanov as my Mate.” She clenched her heart tightly while I closed my eyes and accepted the rejection.

Had a crush on Luca when they first meet. His favorite thing about Nixon is his hair. Likes vanilla ice cream with salt and vinegar chips. Likes sweet potatoes but doesn’t like sweet potato pie. Nixon- Prefers cold showers but takes hot ones for Harper’s sake. Hates wearing shoes and socks. (But he does) His favorite color is really pink but he always says black. Hates pickles but likes fried pickles. His favorite thing about Harper is the small scar he has on his hip. (Harper fell out of a tree when he was a kid)

"I could’ve it handled. Tell me, son, is there something you’re hiding I am not aware of?” English. He used English. And I trembled. Son? Did he just called Judas…. My eyes widended. Oh my god! Now I remembered where I saw him. On the magazine. Alexei Volkov. The Russian entrepreneur. Some say he had ties with mafia. "Я ничего не скрываю." ("I’m not hiding anything.") Alexei’s dark eyes were like twin daggers as he leaned forward. "Тогда объясни, пчто ты поджег склад, чтобы скрыть свои следы."

The Alpha said. "It's Cyrus. Cyrus Steele." He said as if he was formally introducing himself to the guests. "You piece of shit! Get me out of here!" The young boy screamed at him. He faced the boy and shook his head. "Now, that is what I'm exactly going to do and no, I'm not the piece of shit," he said as he walked towards the boy who crawled backwards until his back has hit the wall. "You are," the Alpha said as he pointed his forefinger at him.

He's taken off his sweater and shirt, axe in hand, and chopped away to make more firewood. "Russ... Are you ok?" I ask, hugging myself as I feel the cold wind and snow keep falling. His breath is staggered, and he keeps chopping away without a word. I'm not sure how much he's already cut, but he chops away as if slicing butter with a hot butter knife.

As the strongest faction, we continued to thrive daily, delved deeper into hidden laws of life, and did what was beyond imagination; we were unstoppable. "What brings you here Belladonna?" I intoned in a stoic voice glaring at the small lady in front of me. She had made astounding contributions ever since her arrival and I held her in the highest regards. She was rather full of herself and carried herself like no other! Which was rather annoying when thinking of it. "Pardon me for showing up unannounced Maester, but I have a complaint to file against Miss Olga Makarov." She informed with her hands behind her back.

She asks, linking her arm with mine. "Oh, hey! Yeah, sure. Lunch at the usual spot, right?" I respond. "Yep. Is everything ok? You look distracted?" "Yeah, I'm all good. Let’s go," I mumble back and turn around walking through the doors tothe cafeteria. "So, I hooked up with Bobby on the weekend," Chloe blurts out as we walked. I had to hold back a giggle, Bobby Enderson has been trying to get in Chloe's pants since she started cheerleading. He is the Alpha heir of the Riverview and has the same arrogance and cocky demeanour as most Alphas.

"Alpha Tanus has agreed to meet with us today. We need to go to his pack." I groaned again as I knew that this was the Alpha that Timothy had been dying to meet more than anyone else. He wanted answers about me and Alpha Tanus was the oldest Alpha alive. He was around during the last Originals time and apparently is the last Originals grandson. Alpha Tanus, although still called Alpha Tanus is not a real Alpha anymore; his son took over about 75 years ago.

“I wasn’t speaking of your body. Don’t tell me you don’t recall any of your displays last night. The things you said to him.” “Him?” My forehead twisted in confusion. “Who is him?” There was indeed a man. Ahh! “Alpha Leonardo. Your favorite beast,” she mocked. “Huh?” My eyes extended, about popping out of their sockets. My hand flew over my cheeks. “What do you mean by ‘Alpha Leonardo?” Slapping my cheeks hard, I tried to remember. But my stupid brain wasn’t working. Why couldn’t I remember a thing. My teeth bit my lower lips hard, sending pain down my spine.