Alice Spades Novels & Stories

In the bustling palace of Liam's pack, a new face appeared among the maids. The young woman introduced herself as Elara, claiming she had come from a distant village seeking work. Unbeknownst to everyone, Elara was a spy from the opposing pack, sent with a dangerous mission to assassinate Liam. As Elara began her duties as a maid, she kept a close eye on the Alpha's daily routines and habits. Her main objective was to find an opportunity to poison him and make it seem like an accident, leaving no trace back to her pack.

“What a surprise. Are you here to see me off?” “You’re not going anywhere, Alice,” I said, stepping closer. Her expression didn’t falter, but I could see the tension in her body. “And why is that? Last I checked, I’m free to travel.” “Not when you’re under investigation for conspiracy, fraud, and aiding and abetting your brother’s crimes,” Harper interjected, her voice as sharp as steel. “Alice Dalton, you’re under arrest.” Alice scoffed, crossing her arms. “This is absurd. You have nothing on me.”

Both of her eyes are hazel in colour which matches her light brown hair, she seems to be out of place, she looks mesmerising. “Mm, right.” A woman that appears to be in her mid-fifties shows up from the back of the kitchen with two glass of juice in her hands as she places them on the kitchen counter. As soon as she sees Damon, her eyes light up and her lips curve up into a small smile before landing onto me, “You must be starving. Damon told me you were resting,” I smile. “Hi, I’m Alice.” “Sam,” We shake hands, “Sit down, Alice.”

Lily never imagined that the reason alpha Ashton had not shown up at the meeting was that he was busy tending to the woman, she despised the most. How was that even possible? She had racked her brain to get rid of that slut only to send her to a more prominent person. And even that bastard Mark wanted to go and find her personally? “No!” she shouted. From what she overheard; Mark still had no inkling that she was the one who had ordered Maya to be killed. She knew that if he found out, it will be the end for her. She will never clear her name.

She might be the first person to be suspected and that’s why she have plan her own sickness. She’s at home on bed all through and a camera voltage of her walking away from her room herself so why would they want to suspect her? Beside that I saw the most expensive jewelry that Asher owns and that way they would believe that she stole something and run away, it’s seems like the most perfect plane ever. At least she won’t be having any headache that she didn’t plan anymore, she heaves a deep sign and pay the cab driver off before going to the small entrance that they have always used.

Spade gritted his teeth together, not sparing his uncle another glance, he walked away from him and headed towards his office, he stepped inside and so did Matteo. Immediately meeting their eyes on Bernie and Su, he had been the one to pick her up from Spade's house, she wasn't really dressed that flashy or flamboyantly, she was putting on white pants and a blank top, her shirt hair resting on her shoulder, Spade noticed she'd cut it, it was shorter than when they'd just met, and the hair was no longer red in color but black, with red highlights at the tip.

Ashley’s hatred of her made it easy. When Richmond started digging into Absalom, I had no choice. His trip itinerary was too convenient. So I ordered the hit. Framed Alexa. Richmond dead, Ripples dead, two birds, one stone. But then Alexa cleverly feigned her death, because she obviously had outside help. Who? And now she's back. “You should have seen the way she spoke to me,” I fume. Ashley sits opposite me, staring at a paper like it’s her lifeline. No reaction.

“Who is he, anyways?” “A friend of Chase’s,” I groan. “And Chase is…?” I pin her with a dubious stare. “Uh, the Alpha from Norbury, the one who cracked my phone? Were you not listening to anything I told you yesterday?” The smug grin that comes to her lips tells me she had no lapse in memory- she was testing my reaction. Sneaky bitch. “That’s right,” she snaps. “The sexy one.”

"I know you, you're the type to cry when a duck falls over, you love helping out, being with your family, you love life! You can't even hurt a fly!" I was shock still for a moment, before I looked up to him, he was at least a foot taller than me. "Listen here, and listen closely." I seethed, "My name is Veronica, Cassandra is a dead girl that was no use to anyone! I hate to tell you, Dustin. But I am not that weak little girl. I am Veronica, can't hurt a fly? I've killed so many people and you've seen me do it with your own eyes!"

“You turned in your own mate?” “No, he did not.” I was not about to stand for that. “Without going into every tiny detail, Jasmine called me in. Jasmine was Alpha James’s mate and was positioned here as a spy. The law kept Waylon from killing her then but she has since died by his hands.” “I still need more details. How does all this come into play?” Alpha Ethan asked.