Alvin And The Chipmunks Novels & Stories

Alpha Abel said as tears began to form in Adriana's eyes as she stared down at the huge Alpa talking to her baby "That's cheesy," Adriana said "Well then, I'm the cheesiest guy on earth because I'm a sucker for kids," Alpha Abel said with a huge grin on his face "You don't have a problem-" Adriana tried to say, "never mind" "What is it Chipmunk?" Alpha Abel asked as he stared up at Adriana "It's nothing" she added "Tell me" Alpha Abel said as he took her hands in his "Okay" Adriana said as she let out a soft sigh, "you don't mind that it's another man's child?"

"Well, Seth—" "Nothing," Seth interrupted, nudging Bram. He quickly added, "I'm just surprised to learn that you're studying there. As far as I know, not many residents of Avaluna Village go there. They usually prefer Mossburg or Pebble Ridge. They're not too far from Avaluna, but they have a very different civilization. Besides, those two districts are known for having the most advanced education in our beloved city, Pondera E.V." "True, and that's the only reason I chose to study there."

I shoot him a small smile which he returned with his usual smirk. I can't help but rolled my eyes. Geez, he can't even stop smirking, can he? I advert my gaze from him to the other team. Feeling my phone vibrate in my sling bag, I take my phone out hoping it will be Liam but it's a message from chipmunks. Yes, I name Tyler's chipmunks because he reminds me of Alvin. His smirk, cocky behavior, and annoying. Chipmunks : please stop staring at me, I know that I'm hot especially in this jersey.

Right before the syndicate's power handover, I flew back to New York after a year of studying jewelry design in Europe. But the night before the ceremony, my secret boyfriend of three years—the Rossi family's new second-in-command—sent me a text: [Sorry, Chloe. I lost a card game, and you were my chip. You're his problem now.] Before I could even breathe, I got tagged in the family's encrypted dark-web channel. The top thread was blowing up: [The Mafia Boss Just Won a Fat Pig for a Girlfriend!] Pinned right at the top was an old photo of me from a few years ago. Back when I was 180 pounds. The comment section was ruthless: [If the Boss knew what he actually won, he'd regret making that bet.]

He held a small paper bag in one hand. “Hi,” I said, hating the softness that snuck into my voice. His gaze flicked over me, sweater, hair clip, the faint smear of purple frosting on my thumb I hadn’t noticed. His expression stayed controlled, but something in his eyes warmed a fraction. “Hey,” he said. Then he lifted the bag slightly. “For the bird.” I blinked. “You brought… supplies?” “Mealworms,” he said, like it was obvious. “And electrolyte mix. The kind wildlife rehab uses.”

“I only need you to lend me one chip.” Don asked, “How much?” I smiled faintly. “Just… one dollar.” I immediately felt every gaze in the casino snap toward me at once. Alessandro Moretti looked at me for a long moment. “As you wish.” The casino doors opened. Four bodyguards walked in. One of them carried a single one-dollar chip in his hand. Lucien looked at the chip and burst out laughing. I reached out and took it. But in the next second— Lucien suddenly grabbed it from my hand.

Olivia “Alvin?” I called out, leaning forward to get a better look at the supposed monster in front of me. “Is that you?” In the quiet stretch between one breath and the next, my world changed. The creature — Alvin, I was sure — froze as though he’d been struck by lightning at the mention of his name. This was Alvin, my childhood friend. I was sure of it now. In fact, as I looked at him, he suddenly didn’t seem so large and beastly at all anymore. He was just a regular-sized werewolf with a missing paw and a sad look on his face.

I tilted my head, the corners of my mouth twitching with amusement and an underlying annoyance that I didn’t bother hiding. “Oh, that.” I replied, keeping my voice smooth and detached. The mention of his name itched a nerve that begged to be scratched, but I contained the silver of anger peering its head. “Chipmunk thinks of girls as nuts. Once he’s cracked it open and eaten the good parts, he tosses them away. In your case, you’re like a sunflower seed.” “A…sunflower seed?”

I was clueless about what to do, but somehow I managed to take up the responsibility, appointing my uncle, Venom, as my Beta. All of these happened fourteen years ago, and being back here after my supposed death returned those haunting memories. It was even more terrible seeing it from Henri’s perspective. “Hello!” My cousin, Alana, greeted me with a smile. Beside her stood her mother, Maria, my mother's younger sister, who cast a wary glance my way as soon as I stepped forward. My expression softened as I looked at the six-year-old girl, but then I remembered that I was Henri, and he had never met her. So, I just waved at the little girl, before facing the rest of the people in the main hou

I stood erect still holding my tummy, I pushed them aside and said "I'm fine.. thanks for trying to make me lose my lunch. Let's go, shall we? I faked a smile pretending to be okay. Although my tommy still hurts, retreating wasn't an option. Tony's feet still hurts as he leaped to Alvin's residence. The game plan was to visit Alvin, create a distraction while the others search the house for the book. Reaching Alvin's home, we could see a cat jumping out through the window. It was Tom, his grandmother's cat. Alvin has lived with his grandma and Tom his whole life. It was an old-fashioned home. The walls of the house was cracked and the paint on the wall was peeling off. A set of sagging wood