Alice In Adulthood Novels & Stories

"Do you think I'm that stupid?" "Alpha." Julie's initial enthusiasm faded when she saw the sharp look in Oscar's eyes. His tired face turned serious, causing Julie to hold her breath. Oscar did not slam the chair or bang the table, but his expression conveyed a warning. "Era is a werewolf. We will all prove it during the Sacred Ceremony, and even without that, I can sense it. I am the Alpha, Julie Davis, and she is my chosen mate." Philo just sighed as he saw Julie's face go pale. One of Oscar's habits, besides expressing emotions through actions, was to call people by their full names.

I needed to know her. Alpha drove through the checkpoint and made his was through the village making sure to drop spohie off at the house, with a quick hug and a wave good bye Sophie was gone. Alpha Jackson eyed me in the mirror then asked 'what did you hand Trinity?' 'My name and number' I answered With a hint of shame I explained to Alpha that at college, I realised I was interested in women as much as I was interested in men. This news seemed to ammuse the alpha. It almost seemed like it was turning him on.

"They want to know who the new Alpha is." Richard stood up. He reached out a hand to me. "I'm not the Alpha anymore," Richard said. He looked at his son. "Am I?" Henry didn't answer. He just started walking. We followed him into the trees. But as we reached the clearing, I saw them. Hundreds of wolves. But they weren't shifting. They were all kneeling. And in the center of the clearing stood my mother. She wasn't dead. She was wearing a lab coat. And she was holding a silver-violet coin.

At twenty-one years old, I am content with my life. Jonah and Bethany have two children whom I love dearly. Nathan, my nephew, is sixteen years old. He is tall and muscular like his father but has my sister's black hair, blue eyes, and olive complexion. He will be a strong Alpha one day, and Jonah has trained him since he was small so he can take over when Jonah steps down. Amy, my niece, is eight years old and is exactly like her mother in every aspect. Amy is a beautiful, happy, carefree little girl; everyone who meets her falls in love with her charming antics.

Those arrogant creatures are not invincible after all. Well, I learned many things about what Alice is. She was an elemental wolf. The book says elemental wolves don't normally shift at the age of sixteen like normal wolf since their magical powers block their wolves, same with Alice. Once they shift, they get stronger than other normal werewolves. totally true. She gives an aura that was capable to irritate my father.

Lucius added with a smirk, and I knew he was referring to Matt. "How old are you, Lulu?" Alice asked, her confusion growing. "Thirty-nine," Lucius revealed. Alice's eyes went wide. "You're super old!" Lucius laughed, and I took a bigger-than-needed gulp of juice. "I know, I know. Forty is breathing down my neck," he joked. "You'd better marry my mommy before you die of old age," Alice advised, her voice filled with genuine concern. I spit out a spray of juice, droplets scattering through the air. Alice was on fire today, more outspoken than ever. She was usually calm and reserved, not the kind of child to call people old or suggest marriages for her aunt.

Stillness that felt older than the village above. “You returned.” Mason stopped beside the bell. “You rang.” “Once.” “I noticed.” Aveline looked at Claire. More specifically— at her hands. Claire shifted. “You know.” “Yes.” “What am I?” Mason glanced at Claire. Aveline smiled. “Alive.” Claire blinked. “That’s not particularly helpful.” “It is the only answer that matters.” Claire looked down at her hands. Aveline approached. “The gift was never meant to belong to a kind of person.”

Kyle smiles satisfyingly, telling her those words and ended the chapter which reflected the life of the protagonist and more likely, her. “Then, Alice continues to have problems with her size, which aggravates her confusion over her identity and once again alludes to the painful transition from childhood to adulthood. Yet, from good to evil or even vice versa. Her changing size, or better yet her changing emotion, feelings, and personality became a source of anxiety for her. Revealing her desire to remain a child and avoid the pressures of adulthood. But, in reality, is her finally letting go of her lust and desire to have one thing.

She called Felix and he told her that he would call her back. Alice is a retired matron from the orphanage. She'd lost her husband a few years earlier and when she was retiring, she adopted Andre. She liked young Andre, intelligent and good looking. Despite being in the orphanage, he still outshines all the kids in looks and he is good academically. That's how she became a mother and raised Andre. That was twenty years ago. Andre is twenty six years old now. She was going to call Felix again when her phone chirped. It was Regina, her friend.

Alice said. "Here we go again, Al," I replied as I shook my head. "I will never get tired of reminding you that you are still young. At twenty-six, you became so successful, Meg. You are still beautiful, and men are drooling over you every time you walk in front of them. You become sexier as time goes by," Alice declared.