First Alex Cross Novel Novels & Stories

ALEX I feel the pain hit first. It throbs through my skull in a dull, aching wave, slowly pulling me back into my body. My chest tightens, my limbs feel heavy. Body and soul, everything's returning at a gradual pace. But the first sense that kicks in is scent. The scent of crushed herbs and a stinging concoction. Bitter and clean, but it's awfully familiar. “Mmm…” I try to move, and immediately regret it.

The man’s scream echoed through the room as Axel watched him squirm in agony, his own pain a reminder of the day his father had been taken from him. Satisfied with the terror he had inflicted, Axel stood up, wiping the blood from his hands. He dropped the knife onto the floor, his eyes cold as he turned and walked out, leaving the man to bleed out. Meanwhile, outside, Alex was walking with Alexia toward the car, his eyes filled with a growing desire. He could hardly wait to get her alone, to kiss her passionately, to forget about the horrors they had just witnessed. But as they reached the car, a gunshot rang out, the sound sharp and unforgiving. Alex barely had time to react before a bullet

Her body moved into motion and she toppled forward--well as much as she could with Sasha's iron grip on her. But she did not need to do much anyway. She only needed her head out of the way. The sound of whirling blade filled the air, cutting across the space in no time and because Sasha did not have the heightened hearing of the werewolves, she did not hear it on time. Could not have prepared herself for the blade that came for her neck. And took her head off her neck. There was blood, so much of it. It was everywhere on her, but she could hardly feel it. Not when the unseeing hands that her ceased and she all but fell forward.

“Do you love me, Alex?” Yes! Her eyes looked at me questioningly, waiting for my answer, but being the coward that I was and fearing the worst when exposed, I did the first thing that occurred to me: I kissed her. I kissed her fully, with all the passion I had kept since I opened my eyes on that island and I came across the most beautiful creature in my life. “Will you let me, Abbie?” I questioned separating myself from her mouth, "Are you going to let me make love to you, little one? Let me show you how your first time should be, don't be afraid of me.”

I felt like the wolf and I kept on locking eyes , as if he was sent her to retrieve me – my mind races , assuming that King Alexander had sent him to get me ; it could be that he belongs to the king. “Don’t move…” Xavier warns us all , when he sees Andrew slowly reaching for his sword as well. However , the furry beast sees that to and growls loudly at him , which makes him stop his pursue immediately. From the corner of my eyes , I see Xaviers hand firmly grasp the handle of his sword and he softly pulls the weapon out of it’s cover. He then slowly proceeds to walk closer to it – my mind racing , wondering on what he is going to do ; what if the creature realises what he is doing and attac

At least, he hoped so. As he stepped up to the crosswalk from the parking lot to the store, he noticed Tina walking out of the grocery store, recognizing her from his exploration in the woods when he first arrived in town. Dimitri slowed, not sure if he should say something to the woman or not. He really wasn't in the mood for a confrontation and decided he would just keep walking, leaving the woman alone. After all, he hadn't spoken to Neal Porter yet, to let the other man know the new alpha was in town, and that really should be his first step. Well, second step, since he already told the people at Everglades that he was the new alpha.

I stand frozen between the two of them — the boy who terrifies my heart and the boy who steadies it. Alex’s eyes never leave mine. “This isn’t over,” he says quietly. His voice is a promise. A warning. A confession. Then he turns and walks out. Leaving my heart in ruins. ****** And Somewhere Else… Bella Cross watches the café from across the street. Smiling. Because the drama she started? It worked. And she’s nowhere near finished.

A while later of battling with her mind, a grunting howl has made her shiver through her entity that has entered from the twin doors. "Who are you?", A loud and doleful voice growls gets closer to the balcony. Aria's voice is cracking as she move a step behind the railings, "A-aa..w-olf?"-- "What is a crossbreed doing in my lair?" Aria is shivering in fear while looking at the hungry beasts below them. She then wields a shadow sword as she corners herself at the end of the balcony... "You might have fooled my gofers from finding you but a King's smell is the strongest...What are you doing in my den?"

Almost like…a journal. Intrigued, she crossed the room, picked it up and examined it. She ran her hands along its worn edges, and as she turned the cover, the first page crinkled so loudly, she felt as if she were holding an ancient text. She had seen some of her mom’s rare books before—but never anything like this. As she read the first page, she was puzzled. She looked closer, and read it again and again. She couldn’t understand. It looked like her mom’s handwriting. Was this hers?

I ran a hand through my hair and tried to focus on the point I was trying to get across. “My assistants got it worse. I went through EAs like air. There was a week that I averaged about fifteen. I kid you not.” I didn't know when a smile had slipped into my face. “Until I met Alex. I could tell from the moment I set eyes on her that there was something different about her. At first, I didn't like it so I gave her an hour to complete this ridiculous task of finding the crossword puzzle published in the Chicago Times from ten years prior hoping to get rid of her.”