Ava Alex Novels & Stories

She, apparently is the daughter of an Alpha of a pack near by. Alec starts by showing us few advanced fighting and deflecting techniques with the sword and asks us to partner up and practice. 25 being an odd number, i was left alone with out a partner. Li offered me to switch with her partner. But i declined, its not fair for her. I ended up pairing with Alec. Alec is a good and patient teacher. Despite my many mistakes he laugh along with me and shows me the right way of doing it.

Andreson said softly. Alexa looked down languidly, so the real story is like this. There was a sad story when Alexa was born, her mother died and her father was injured to save her life. Now she has returned to being the daughter of a respected former general at that time. The life she has is very luxurious but still the mother in the human world is her happiness.

Elena repeated, "I asked if you’re going to tell Jordan that you still have his..." Alexa cut in sharply. "I am not telling anyone shit! He is dead to me. That man, Jordan Salvador, is as good as dead to me, likewise to my unborn children," Alexa retorted fiercely, her eyes darkening with rage.

“Even in death, she mocks me! Me, the Empress of Ezealyra!” Alexa…Former Empress Alexa. She was a stranger, a nobody who happened to stumble in front of the former Emperor Nikolai during one of his expeditions across the continent. No one knew her origins but the moment Nikolai and Alexa met, they knew they were mates. Nikolai, being a man of his words, brought his mate and her maid along with him.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

She should finish it all right here right now so that she could avoid future troubles. With that in mind, Alexa wore a cold but resolute expression. She took a very deep breath first before she finally opened her mouth and spoke, "I, Alexa Mondragon, Luna of the so-called Rogue Alpha, reject you, Ezekiel D'raizel as my mate. Hurry up and accept!"

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

No hat, no shade—nothing to shield her from the heat. “What’s the rush? You look like you ran all the way here.” I ask, still frowning. “My God, Hera!” She shrieks suddenly, bouncing on her feet like a worm doused in salt. Alex is a big person—broad-shouldered and solid build, with warm brown skin that’s smooth and clear despite her reckless ways. In short, she’s the kind of “handsome” guy every girl gossips about. No one would guess she’s gay; she keeps it hidden thanks to strict, devout parents.

“Still in the Snowlands. Last I heard, he killed an alpha and married her wife. Ingrid, I think her name was.” “Alex, then.” “Probably. I’ll send someone to monitor the Grey Keep. He could make things difficult for us.” The thread of light that Liana gave Blake wraps around his soul and pulses inside him. He shifts on the stone, stretching one of his legs and arching his back slightly. Jack frowns. “What’s wrong with you?” “I can feel her.” Jack’s nostrils flare, then he chuckles. “Luckily for you, she’s not a half-wolf who’s just about to go through the transition ... oh, wait...”

“Then stop treating me like—” “Not now.” The edge in my voice cut through whatever she was about to say. Good. We didn’t have time for this. The woman stopped a few feet from the gate. Close enough to speak. Far enough to stay safe. Smart. “Alpha Kael,” she said. Not a question. A statement. I didn’t react. “You have the advantage of me,” I replied. “State your name.” She smiled slightly. “Dr. Elara Voss.” Human.