Alexis Porter Novels & Stories

I hissed at her air patting the food before putting them back onto the countertop. "I swear, Alexa, you have found your mate because food must be it." Ash giggled with a bright smile plastered on her perfect pale porcelain doll-like face. Ashely was a stunning sweet looking girl with long strawberry blond wavy hair and pale blue eyes. She looked just like her personality. A sweet caring Luna. Also very easily amused. "My long search has ended I have finally found you my one and only love!" I picked up a waffle holding it up before giving is a smooch. Ash's giggles filled the large room as I did this making me extremely happy but then she stopped.

he greeted flashing her his killer smile. "Ray. I see you brought a guest with you" she said her gaze on Alexis. The kids had made a circle around them leaving them in the middle. Katia who was ten spoke up first. "She's a Princess" "Is she now?" Mary asked amused. Ray was sure the woman knew who Alexis was but was waiting for him to introduce her. Why? He didn't know. Nonetheless he turned towards Alexis "Alexis meet Mary. The director of this nice place. Mary this is Alexandra Rutherford famously known as the Rutherford Princess"

she answered getting up, "Besides, it's spring, you can use them without roasting like a chicken, you have beautiful legs and they look very long even with your short height, a loose top and you will be pure dynamite." She gave me a greenish top and I was about to put it on when she stopped me in horror. “Please tell me what I see is not a sports bra, because I will kill the person who bought it.” "Well, Alex told me...” "Alex is a fucking hypocrite,” she interrupted, "Fortunately for you and unfortunately for him, they brought me a section of lustful and scarcely woven underwear from La Perla." “Oh, Alex took me there on Monday, but he pulled me out when I asked about a strange piece of clo

Alena is much more persistent than Alice. She went directly to meet Alexander and ask him for Christan’s number. Her sister, Alexis, doesn’t like them bothering her husband, so she’s sure Alexander wouldn’t want her sister to see her at their house. She was waiting at the door as he fetched his phone. She was grinning. Let’s pray he’s not gonna give her a fake one.

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. Alexis lose her footing, her leg gave way under her, she fell down just like a log of wood, all her training as a martial artist expert does not prepared her for this frustration, all her mental strength could not even withstand the pressure she was under right now, she lost all her cool and she burst to a huge cries.

This is a College Alternate Universe where Marcos and Paris are childhood friends and met Alex in Uni. With little spoilers about the future chapters. ~ "What are you still doing here?" Alex paused, turning slightly as her best friend walked to her, hands on her hip. Alia Hopper was a gorgeous female with long dark hair and pale skin, red ruby lips and a body she never had to work to keep, or so she said, no one asked because they were too busy being mesmerized by her face.

ALEX'S POV yeah, it's all news now , well you might be wondering what I'm talking about, Right? it's really news now , my relationship with Michael is now a ghasty news.I know you are might feel that I'm talk casually about my relationship with him , but honestly I'm in a lot of pain , I can't imagine my life without him .I really loved him so much but we needed to part for everyone's sake and also it's time for us to build our careers individually.pardon my manners , I didn't even bother to introduce myself, I'm Alexandria Salvador, but simply known as Alex , I'm a singer and actress from Manila ,well I'm not bragging but I'm considered to be one of the most beautiful and famous Celebritie

“Where are you from?” “Cali. But I like to see myself as a global pilgrim. I’m thinking of joining the Peace Corps.” “A noble choice.” “Alexis is acting modestly. She literally climbs mountains.” Chantal smiled and for the first time, her dimples appeared—which should come with a warning. Sweeter than sugar and a strike to the heart. “In my spare time.” Alexis shrugged and leaned against the door. “She climbed Everest! And Kilimanjaro.” Gage wasn’t paying much attention—his focus was all on that pretty mouth. Fucking dimples.

“Jordan, you’re in. Go show the world what you can do.” Garage Time: Alexandra’s Moment Alexandra’s heart leaped. She grabbed her helmet, sprinted to the huddle, and took her place at linebacker. The stadium announcer’s voice boomed: “Now entering the game, number 47, Alexandra Jordan—the first woman to play in a world championship!” The crowd erupted. Cameras flashed. Alexandra tuned it all out, focusing on the Monarchs’ offense. The Monarchs, desperate for dignity, tried to mount a drive. Their quarterback barked signals, the running back shifting nervously behind him.