Alexis Potter Novels & Stories

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

“Yes, Mr. Knight. It's time for my lunch break.” “Aha! Now I remember where I know you from!” Alex suddenly exclaimed. “Mr. Luca Knight. Alexis Williams is my name, and I'm a huge fan!” Alex excitedly extended his hand for a handshake and Skylar wondered if he really couldn't see the murderous look in Luca's eyes. Just when the smile was beginning to slip from Alex's face, Luca finally clasped his hand in a handshake so firm that Skylar could swear she heard a bone crack. “Mr. Knight is my boss.” Skylar informed Alex, feeling the need to say something.

Alexandra The silence in the room was deafening, matching the numbness that had settled over Alexandra’s heart. For several minutes, she sat perfectly still, feeling as though she had been struck by a physical blow. The reality of her situation was finally sinking in, and it was a bitter pill to swallow. She had agreed to this arrangement out of desperation, but she never truly understood the nature of the role she was expected to play. The realization that she was essentially being paid to be a "slut" for a man she barely knew felt like a stain on her soul.

It was as if, in her mind, I currently did not exist. “You know, you should be grateful,” I continued. “Most girls like you don’t get this kind of attention. An Omega? Bearing the Alpha’s child? It’s almost poetic, in a tragic, pitiful kind of way. Do you really think that you are going to be getting anywhere the way that you are?”

The most powerful people in HHE. "Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce Alexia Hartley, one of our analysts," he said solemnly. "Alexia has discovered that one of you is stealing from me—or at least trying to." Every head turned to glare at her, and Alexia whipped around to face him, scowling and balling her fists.

Jacob’s POV The girl’s name is Calista Caitlynn, a nineteen year old omega. She speaks to me with enough wisdom and intelligence that not all women have, by her looks and her figure I even thought I could marry my son to her instead, only that she lacks the name for it. I could still picture how she gasped for air the moment I touched her, it felt like she wanted me to do more of that. She’s perfect as a whore, to be honest, but she’s even more perfect to serve.

She would rather stay alone the years of her life than settle for him. Alexia had officially been assigned as Axel’s personal maid. She works hard trying to avoid anything that would make Axel treat her ill, but Axel never stops at any given opportunity to pick on her. He would constantly humiliate her and call her all terrible names, prompting her to return back his ill attitude, even though it would cost her a lot.

"Daisy, Mr Antonio Nathaniel died some weeks ago and his investors are rallying to leave the company bankrupt if Seth doesn't pay them up." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers yet laced with concern. "Wait a minute! Mr Antonio, the CEO of MetaX is dead?" Alison couldn't believe what she was hearing. "This is really bad, Poor Seth, what is he going to do now?" Alison said as she sank into the bed dressed with a bubble gum pink bedsheet. "You see, that is the main reason why I'm considering the marriage contract." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers. "Now I get it, Daisy."

25 ANNALISE I jolted upright, the remnants of a dream clinging to me like cobwebs. A dream filled with whispered promises and stolen kisses under a canopy of stars – a dream featuring a certain infuriatingly handsome knight named Adrian. A giddy smile stretched across my face. Today was the day! The day I, Annalisa du Wales, would finally present my business proposition to the Queen herself, right there in the glorious Royal Palace. My heart did a little victory lap in my chest. This wasn’t just any business proposition, mind you. This was my brainchild, a revolutionary new loom design that would change the textile industry – faster, more efficient, and guaranteed to produce the most exquisi

Why did it have to be this one? Dexter looked shocked. ″Are you hearing yourself?″ he asked. ″Yes-″ Anna was saying. ″You are the daughter of Basha and Riley freaking Siromani!! You deserve a grand entrance. And don't forget this is a new school,″ he screeched, cutting her off as he turned around slightly. ″Oh, that. It's no big deal-″ she began. ″Yes it's a big deal, Anna,″ he cut her off again. "It's a very big deal. Do you know who your parents are? I never dreamt of even glancing at them in real life and here I am working with them.″