Novel & Cerita Booktok Alex Wennberg

"Could you tell me more about Alex? Which pack or group is he a part of?" The old woman's expression shifted back to one of seriousness. "An excellent question," she acknowledged. "Alex is somewhat of an anomaly in our world. He was born without a pack or community; an orphan, a rogue. He learned to fight and survive on his own, gathering other rogues and outcasts to form his own pack. Despite his origins, he is formidable, known for his cruelty and willingness to go to extreme lengths, even harming children. His followers are well-trained and highly skilled, fiercely loyal to him. They see him as a protector of weak werewolves, which only adds to his danger. He has amassed a significant fol

“Folks, I’d like you to meet the town’s new vet. Rebecca Allen. Let me preface this with everyone. She’s, my mate. Treat her. Now if you’d like to introduce yourselves to her, that would be great. I will then explain what happened to me, where I’ve been, and why there will be several people staying here. You’ve met Jon and you know Janie, of course. Alex, why don’t you start?” “I’m Alexandra Martenez, call me Alex. I’m the bartender and mother confessor of the Wolf’s Den. I’m the one that knows everyone’s secrets.” This woman put Becky to shame in the looks department. Rob couldn’t be serious about her being his mate, if this woman was in his life. Becky now doubted what Rob said to her earl

Berta took a seat beside Alexa. "I'm not crazy. Precisely, my goal is to help the lycans. You want them to never love each other forever?" Alexa remained firm in her stance. Berta and Carlo were immediately confused. They did confirm Alexa's words, but they were also afraid of unwanted things happening to the weak woman they had considered their own child. "Your life will be in danger, Alexa. I beg you not to have such a dangerous plan." Berta tried to persuade "No, Bertha. Even though I'm not from this world, at least I'm helping the creatures that live here. Before I go home, I want to erase the rules made by that damn king." Alexa gets emotional again when she remembers the name King Alan

I demanded as I pointed at it angrily. “Alpha, this is the only thing we could find that holds information about an Almega.” Almega, according to the book, is what an offspring of an Alpha and an Omega is called. “It’s a forbidden book and all copies of this was burned many years ago. This is the only book that was left, it took us years to learn about this book’s existence and to even have a copy of it,” Alek explained as he carefully fixed the book together. “That book!” I growled. “That book is filled with lies, no wonder why they wanted to burn it!”

They were talking about my book, my latest chapter. Alexis, one of the most popular queen bee in my school follows my blog and reads every of my stories and spams me with comments and reviews, even though I reply none of it. I sometimes wonder what will happen if she ever finds out the girl who she calls bitch and other disgusting names was actually her favourite writer.

The rest of the day passed in a soft blur. They didn’t leave the chamber. They didn’t need to. They lay in bed talking, sharing stories they hadn’t had the courage to tell before. Alexandro spoke about his childhood, about the early loss of his parents, and how he had grown too fast—hardened by war and vengeance. He told her how it changed him, molded him into a leader who could protect but also shut himself off. Serena listened to every word, her heart aching for the lonely child he had once been.

He looked like he was about to cry. "Awe, babe. You can get another one." Anna rubbed his arm. "I'm just glad your safe." He planted a kiss on her head. I rub my head. "Ok. What was she doing in Deruse?" Alexi opened the passenger seat door and pulled out a book. "I believe she wanted to acquire this." "What is that?" I look at the old book in her hands. "The Prophecy. The Book of the Dragons. Come inside." She walks us all into the conference room.

The city beyond the alley was waking: sirens dopplering closer, helicopters thudding overhead, but here, in this crater of our making, time was a held breath, a heartbeat skipped, a promise broken. I reached for the book. The cover bit me. Not metaphor. Teeth: tiny, needle-sharp, made of red thread, sank into my fingertips, drawing blood that the leather drank like a sponge. The title flared, the letters rearranging into a new line: ALEXANDER KANE: THE FIRST BET. Elena’s gasp was a knife to my gut. “Alexander, don’t…”

That name alone was able to make the atmosphere seem cold. Lenneberg smiled, yet, it still sent chills down everyone’s spine. “Commander Benmore, don’t be nervous. I do not come with ill intentions. I have not brought anyone else with me, you see! I would just like a few words with Mr. Rockefeller, alone.” Jade looked towards Alex, and he nodded gently. Soon, Alex was left alone with Lenneberg. They were on one of the steep cliffs of Mount Dragon-Tiger. Alex looked at Lenneberg’s masked face and secretly tried to look through it with his X-ray vision. He was shocked to find that it couldn’t penetrate the thin silk. The mask seemed to be a powerful treasure.

When I was done, I raised the finished product proudly for all to see. “Isn’t she beautiful?” I asked. “Really pretty” Nico said. “I second that motion” Collin said. “You want some of this?” Nico asked Alex and he shook his head. “Remember Alex is a light head, Nico” I said. “Kindly help me remind him” Alex said and sighed, “Even the letters on this book seem to be moving on their own” We couldn’t help but laugh. His expression and the way he spoke of his predicament was hilarious.