Alexis Michelle Reed Novels & Stories

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

Marcus said. He really didn't know, it's either he wants to flex or he is tired of his life. As soon as they stopped talking, Marcus both heard an unexpected news. "And take note! it was not just a birthday celebration, it is a double one! Brix Reed is engaged on a woman from Kingston named Hailey Morgan!" In the mansion of Reeds in nightlock, Brix Reed was laying down in his bed with a woman beside him, it was the same woman in the past who wants to humiliate Marcus Eastwood.

It started with a comment on an I*******m post. Not their I*******m — neither of them maintained one, a fact that had been remarked upon by approximately every journalist who had ever attempted to research them. Alexander Reed had no social media presence whatsoever, which was consistent with his general approach to public exposure: controlled, minimal, and conducted entirely through intermediaries. Elijah had deleted his accounts three years before meeting Alexander, after a particularly unpleasant episode involving a former colleague who had decided that comments sections were an appropriate venue for professional grievances. The absence of personal accounts had been, for both of them, a d

Though many didn't know her, some recognized her as the woman who had once shown up on Alex's 30th birthday, causing the notorious workaholic to knock off early. Michelle's appearance sent the company's casual chat group (anonymous) into a flurry. Was she Alex's girlfriend? The chatter was rife with gossip and speculations. Spotting Michelle and Eleanor, Alex approached them, chatted for a bit, and then went on to handle his responsibilities. Before leaving, concerned about the cold, he draped Michelle with his coat. Despite it not matching her dress, she wore it anyway. A partner of Ye Corporation, familiar with Eleanor, curious about Michelle's relationship with Alex, decided to quench eve

Amelia suddenly remembered how Helga prevented her from opening the television. "Wait, I'll send you the video. Oh my god, Lia. What is going on there?" Tara said as she quickly sends the video to her friend. Amelia clicked the link that Tara had sent her. She watches it for a few seconds before seeing her own face with Damian, the day that they exited the hospital when she went for a check-up. 'The Damian Castillo, caught in a scandal with a 17-years old girl' Amelia read the headlines. Her eyes were wide open as she watches the news about how Damian Castillo laid his hands on a minor.

Reed smirked, and Michelle brought her face closer to his. Reed turned his face away. "Having a boyfriend whom you don't even know how his lips taste! That just showed how dumb you are!" Alex said, mockingly. "Shut the f**k Alex!" Michelle barked angrily. "Ignore him, let's just go!" Reed told her, she smirked to Alex who shooked his head. As soon as they both entered Reed's room, What follows was moans which filled the whole place. ✧֍✧֍✧

Everything felt wrong. She settled for crackers and sat at the small table, eating slowly. Her phone buzzed again. This time, it was Alexander’s lawyer. Her chest tightened, but she answered. “Hello,” Ava said. “Ms. Reed,” the voice said. “I wanted to inform you that Mr. Reed has been served with the preliminary documents.” Ava closed her eyes briefly. “Okay.” “He will not be contesting the initiation of separation,” the lawyer continued. “At least not at this stage.”

But instead, I was met with the sight of Anne, her lips curled into a sly smile. “Well, well, well,” she drawled, her voice dripping with amusement. “Look who’s playing jungle explorer.” Relief washed over me, so intense it almost felt like dizziness. “Anne! Thank goodness it’s you. I nearly had a heart attack.” I straightened up, brushing dirt off my breeches with a grimace. “What are you doing here?” “Same reason as you, I presume,” she said, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity. “To witness the grand exit of Annalisa du Wales.”

Williams replied coolly. "If you say so. I guess she must really be that special to you." George said flatly. Williams replied in a nod and took a sip of his wine. "That reminds me, there was this maid who used to work her. Her name is Rebecca, I think. I no longer see her anymore. Did she quit?" Williams asked him curiously, pretending not to know his wife. "Oh, Rebecca! You still remember her. She no longer works here. She left on her own; I still don't know the reason why she decided to go though. Don't tell me you are interested in her?" George said, being a little suspicious about his question.

“She says she was delivering a bottle for Nana. I say she had no business being near my sketchpad.” Alex coughed. “You still sketch?” “Occasionally,” I said coolly, brushing past it. “So let me guess... she’s getting under your skin.” I didn’t answer. Alex smirked. “Oh, she is. Christian Reed, rattled by a woman. That’s a fucking headline.” “She’s unpredictable. One minute she’s trembling like I’m going to devour her, the next, she’s arguing back like she’s forgotten exactly whose last name she’s carrying.”