Alvin Chipettes Novels & Stories

Calvin whispered, his deep voice carrying a weight that could make anyone fall under its spell. “Uh… ah… sorry! I didn’t mean to bump into you,” she stammered, barely able to catch her breath. Instantly, Alvin stepped forward, trying to draw Calvin’s attention away from Cleopatra. “It’s an honor to have you visit Atelier Club, Mr. Ink,” Alvin said, smiling like a man who just discovered gold in his backyard. “Opportunities like this are extremely rare. We’ll take excellent care of you with our most beautiful escorts—”

I can’t believe you fell for that trick the whole world with your stupid foolish life , how long are you going to keep on doing that . Alvin turned to face Jessica when he heard that voice . From the way she looked , she looked a bit drunk and light headed . He couldn’t believe that this was the same girl that he loved with everything and was ready to spend the rest of his life with , he felt nothing more for her but disgust . She had the guts to cheat on him and rebbe ste was done she dared to raise a scandal about him . This disgusting bitch . “ I thought the whole guest was here , then how come you haven’t left ?”

Then doctor Alvin called the waiter who had just finished serving one of the cafe visitors, the waiter approached him then he ordered fish and chips and chicken salad. *****

they also didn't want to help Davian, especially Alvin. Apart from being a doctor, Alvin also had intuition and hunches that were more sensitive than anyone else. You could say, his hunch in doing something in the future would be very influential. And his hunch about Aleta was actually not good. She felt a little hesitant to help Aleta, even though she knew that Aleta seemed like a good person. "So... Alvin and I are going to make everything look real. We'll make it all just an important meeting, without anyone suspecting anything," Theo said.

“Ungrateful? I never asked for this. I had made peace with my loss. If the Council wants to euthanize me, then let them. It’s not up to you to decide my fate.” “Peace?” Nathan chuckled wryly. “Do you call going on rampages and scaring innocent people half to death every night ‘peace’?” “I’m not going on rampages,” Alvin said, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing to his full height. He was a little taller than Nathan, but thinner and more ragged. I couldn’t decide if it made him look more or less frightening. “Look,” Alvin said quietly, “I’m sorry that I scare people. But I can’t help the way that people see me. I swear, I’m not bothering anyone—”

Xavier: Alpha Ethan’s gatherings were always extravagant, too polished, too public, too filled with the kind of smiles that hid sharp teeth beneath them. The ballroom shimmered with gold light, and the hum of voices filled the air. Champagne glasses clinked, silks brushed against marble, and every Alpha in attendance made sure to show off their wealth and rank. But for once, I didn’t mind being here. Because every time I looked at Valerie, standing by my side, speaking to others with quiet confidence, pride burned in my chest.

Alvin said. "Get the child. Bring him to me," he said while he cocked his gun. "Hey where are you going to bring me," he heard Chad's voice already. "I won't hurt you if you will be obedient okay," he said softly to him while messing his hair. "Have you eat your dinner already," he asked Chad as if he is his son. "Yup, I need to gain my strength," Chad answered in his mind. He nodded to Alvin. "Good boy! Just follow what I say and I won't hurt you okay," he said to him,