Alexis Potter Novels & Stories

Sarcasm seep through her veins, “So you’re the one that still sweet Apollo‘s heart, huh?” Jolene protectively holds her stomach, “I guess so..” The woman’s eyes are like daggers. They roam from her eyes down to her stomach, but they stop. An almost evil smirk appears on her face. Clearly not trusting the stranger Jolene asks, “Who is this?” Alice quickly laughs, “I FORGOT THAT YOU DON’T KNOW WHO THIS IS!” He slaps himself in the forehead, “This is Alexis. She is one of I fellow witches. She is even stronger than me.”

Frowning, she picked up, sensing something urgent from the unexpected call. "Juliette?" Olivia answered, her voice cautious. Juliette’s voice came through in a hushed tone, almost as if she feared being overheard. "Olivia, I need to tell you something. I overheard a conversation—between Alpha Cassius and Alpha Abel." "Who is Alpha Abel ? What did you hear?"

The way she moved through the halls, the way the pack gravitated toward her, how she spoke with them like she’d been born for this place. My Luna. My wife. The woman who somehow managed to find a way to enter my life and settle somewhere deep, somewhere I didn’t even think existed anymore. And for once, the words didn’t feel forced, nothing when it came to being with or around her felt forced. I was halfway through reviewing a patrol report when Alessandro stepped into my office, clearing his throat. “She’s here,” he said. “And she is not here to talk to Natalia, Alpha.” I didn’t need to ask who.

Erik paused for a minute, a frown crossing his face as he looked over at Silas in understanding. I knew Silas was fated to Celeste, Athena's mother, the promised Queen of Gardenia, before Dela started the war against all realms. The stories of how Celeste died as a hero to her people were what I grew up hearing my whole life. Then to listen to the stories of how her daughter, Athena, rose to power after dethroning Dela were the stories we were told before bed. It was something that children dreamed of becoming.

Emily Warner I decided to dress up a little for my last dinner with Carter before he leaves tomorrow. So far he has only seen me in my sweatpants. I don’t know why but the thought of him leaving is not sitting well with me. He handles me so well, surprisingly he hasn’t hurt my feelings once which are very easy to hurt because I am very fragile.

I shrivel into a ball in the hot water, begging the moon goddess that no matter what, she spares my pups. I just want my family to be okay, I want to live the life I had dreamed of living in my first life, but I am no longer Alisa Clark. I'm Alyson Alexander and I have to protect my mate, my pups, and their new rouge uncle, Olivera Inca. Things were just starting to be perfect too. Now it's only darkness and—

She rose from her knees and walked away to her room. She got into her room and sat on the bed. Tears flowed freely on her face now. She wondered who could be doing such a thing to her. They have gotten the wrong woman. Her name was Alexia, ruler of the four werewolf territories and packs, the only Alpha female. She swore to herself to find that person and make them pay. Dearly.

I said, calling the man, watching as he froze, looking at me over his shoulder as he did. “I, Valerie Morozov, accept your rejection, Alpha Alessandro D’Almerita.”

"We met at a conference and clicked and now she's pregnant." A giant grin broke out on his mother's face. "I'm getting another grandbaby?" "Yes, I supposed you are." "I have to meet this woman." Alex put up his hands. "We're not together." "But you are going to be part of this woman's life right? And this baby's." "Yes, of course. I don't shy away from my responsibilities." "I know that Alex, but I want to meet her. What's her name?" "Amelia. She's now working for my company. She's a white hat hacker," Alex said.

Yes Enzo has made my womanhood feel things that I’m curious about exploring but he had no rights. “He’s wrong, I am hungry,” I told her, I’m not even going to bother with explaining myself to anyone let them think what they want. Today I put myself in a box and conceal it, today I’m no longer myself. I'm Dwayne Isla Martagos daughter, a classy lady that doesn’t misbehave or speak her mind. She just smiles and agrees and does what she’s told, including meeting my fiancé. “What can I get for you?” Selma asked.