Alphabet Pick Up Line Novels & Stories

Every thrust, every touch, every whisper carried the echo of a bloodline reborn. When the ritual ended, the Elders were on their knees. “They are the True Alpha Pair,” one whispered. “The Blood Awakens,” said another. Kael stood, holding Luna close, his gaze fierce. “We are no longer under your rule,” he said. “The age of obedience is over. From this night, we forge our own destiny.” And Luna—naked, powerful, and divine—raised her voice to the moon. “Let the world remember tonight. The Alpha has risen. And his Luna stands beside him.”

KINGSTON I’m half asleep when my phone starts ringing, the ringing doesn’t affect me, not until I receive a call from Aeliana’s number. I know it’s her because I have a specific ringtone for her and the sound is enough to jolt me awake. I quickly reach for my phone and press it to my ear. Could she want something? “Hello?” I groan, pressing the phone to my ear. The voice that comes through is not hers, it’s far from female. “Yo, Alpha Kingston.”

He called on a Thursday morning. Not through representatives, not through documents in the inter-pack registry, not through the patient indirect channels she'd been watching him use for months. A direct call to the Alpha Supreme's administrative line, which Jetstar picked up and which produced a moment of silence before Jetstar came to the office door and said there was a man named Aldric on the line and asked whether she wanted to take it. She said yes immediately, before she'd thought through whether immediately was the right pace, and picked up.

"Why the hell do you need Mason's line?" The sheer pressure of his Alpha aura slammed into my chest, making it hard to breathe. I swallowed hard, cursing Vivian Holloway and Grayson in my mind for trapping me like this. "It's... it's about the Everly family boundary line. If it's inconvenient, never mind." Declan stared at me for three agonizing seconds before rattling off twelve digits in a harsh, clipped tone. "138-0092-4411." I quickly memorized the numbers, typing them into my comm pad with shaking fingers. "Thank you, Alpha."

I said, practically shoving the phone in her face. “What?! Then don't pick up.” She tried to snatch the phone but I pulled back fast and she frowned. “Are you crazy? Why should I not pick up the Alpha's call?!” My head and chest had started sweating at this point as I fidgeted with the phone. His name on the screen felt blinding to my eyes but before the call would end, I clicked on it and answered, “Hello Alpha.” “Where are you?” “On my way to Ronnie's.”

I reached into the back pocket of my pants and pulled it out before peering down at the screen My brows furrowed slightly when I saw it was a restricted number "What's wrong? Who is it?" Anya asked and I shook my head "I don't know. Hold on" I turned away from her and walked a little distance before swiping the answer button and placing the phone on my ear "Hello? Who is this?" There was silence on the other end for a while before an annoying familiar voice cried; "Alpha Greyson! It's so good to hear your voice again!" I balled my hand into a fist "Lowell"

Valerian poked his head into my office with a phone pressed to his ear. He covered the mic. "Got a guy on the line. Alpha from Idaho — wants to talk to you. Got my name and number through someone I worked with a few years back." I opened my mouth to respond, but my own phone rang and cut me off. The number showed an incoming call from Maine. It took a while, but after nearly three hours, I had spoken with over two dozen alphas from across the globe — Alaska, Colorado, Australia, West Virginia, California, Scotland, Belarus, and just about everywhere in between. I had even taken a call from the alpha of a lion-shifter pack in a remote part of Africa that required a translator.

My voice came out more like a tired drawl than the threatening growl I had intended. Jimmy swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. "Alpha Prince... there are six missed calls for you here," he whispered, holding out the emergency phone like it was a cursed object. I blinked at him. "That’s the emergency landline," I muttered, trying to piece it together. "Who’s calling me on that?" "Yes, Alpha Prince." Jimmy’s hands shook. "It’s your girlfriend. She… she couldn’t reach you on your mobile so she proceeded to call this line."

She dialed it without wasting any time. Alvin picked up the phone almost immediately as if he had been expecting her call. "Hello, this is Alvin's tech. How may I be of help to you?" The voice asked. "Alvin? Hello Alvin. This is Chelsea, Chelsea Hoffman." She started. "Hello Chelsea Hoffman, what can we do for you--" the call was put on hold. "Chelsea?" Another voice said. "Uh-Alvin?" "Yup, this is Alvin. Sorry about that. That was my bot, it takes all business calls. How have you been? It's been a very long time. I haven't seen you since high school." Alvin replied.

I inhaled deeply, allowing the air to fill my lungs, preparing myself to respond to the beckoning call. "Yes, hi, this is Ryker," I uttered with feigned ignorance as though the caller's identity eluded me entirely. "Ryker," intoned the woman on the other end of the line, her voice carrying a sense of purpose and familiarity, "this is Alice. "Like I thought, you got rid of my number, and you still haven't changed your number." "There are a lot of important numbers here, so I haven't changed the numbers yet," I uttered. "What can I do for you, and you called?"