Heather And Alejandro Novels & Stories

Alejandro’s voice was just outside the living room archway now. “Fine!” she called out, her voice an octave too high. “Just… just a headache! I was lying down!” Lucas watched her, his arms crossed over his chest, an amused, arrogant smirk on his face. He was enjoying every second of her humiliation. Alejandro finally appeared in the doorway. He looked tired but happy, his face breaking into a warm smile when he saw her. “There you are, my love. I missed you.” He started toward her, his arms open for a hug.

Dunlop shook his hands and then engulfed him in a bear hug “It's been a minute, Don. So, this is where you've been hiding out” Alejandro said and Dunlop smiled “I'm so sorry about what's going on with you and your kids. I flew over as soon as you told me and I assure you we'll catch Grayson or whatever he calls himself” Alejandro continued giving Dunlop a reassuring smile “Alex, this is Hazel. The one I've been telling you about” “Oh so you're the Hazel” he said walking towards me and extending his both hands

And after he left to take the bags, I told him that he wanted to take a walk around the mall, and although he hesitated, a moment later he agreed. I was on my back admiring a beautiful necklace identical to one Mom had, when someone hugged me from behind. “Helen my love, I have days trying to find you. I can't believe I finally see you, my queen” It was Alejandro, my boyfriend of years ago, and the great love of my life. "What are you doing here Alejandro?" I questioned, trying to push him away. "I know what your father did" That made me lower my face "He has given you to a monster through a marriage contract for money."

They will be ashamed of it themselves, and they know it's wrong, and it's them who should be ashamed, never me! "Hirr..." I don't know what else he was going to say, but that doesn't even matter. *Ah! You're MINE!* with Alejandro's possessive growl in the video, I finally mustered up the courage to make the vow of rejection... "I, Hirre Monreal, future Alpha of Tyranny Pack, reject you, Alejandro Lionheart, as my mate." "No! Hirrie, how dare you!" Alejandro ran at me in a rage, and he tried to strangle me. But soon, someone appeared to stop him, it was Tyranny's beta.

His expression twisted into something painfully complicated. He glanced at me, said nothing, and strode out the door. The food on the table sat untouched until it went cold. I sat alone in the dining room until well past midnight. I pulled out my phone and checked social media. Selene had just posted. In the photo, she lay in her ramshackle lean-to, draped in Damien's expensive Alpha coat. Beside her makeshift bed sat a bowl of steaming herbal broth and a bouquet of moonflowers still beaded with water.

"And you're something extraordinary, Heather. That's why I like you." "Okay?" Heather replied. "I like you, Heather. I really like you," Atlas confessed. "Are you drunk?" Heather teased. Atlas kissed her, and they shared a passionate kiss. Atlas began to undress Heather. "Atlas, you're my first," Heather said. "I like you, Heather," Atlas repeated. They continued in the flow of their passionate feelings, like the waves in the sea, heading toward one destination, and that's where they ended up. "Atlas, you're my first," she whispered, her voice trembling.

he said, nodding towards Antonio, "with his dad, what are you gonna do with us?" Alejandro's lips twitched again. "Depends on how the spirit leads," he glanced at Antonio's phone, still on the table. "Oh, looks like someone's late for his wedding. The bride must be chewing through the phone lines, probably convinced you've run off Mexico with the stripper from the bachelor party." Then he picked up Cole's phone, scrolling for a second. "Blonde... Seems your friends are also blowing up your phone..." He paused, then looked closely. "Oh, my mistake. It says wifey... Guess she's worried you haven't posted your daily gym selfie."

She was losing blood fast—he couldn’t waste any more time. “I’ll consider this all settled,” Alejandro said coldly. “And I’ll let you go, Steffany.” Without another glance, he turned and carried Amora toward the exit. Steffany scoffed at his “mercy.” “So now you’re going to divorce me?” she muttered under her breath. Alejandro didn’t respond. He limped forward, holding his daughter tightly to his chest, her skin cold and clammy. Suddenly, a shattering noise rang out behind him. He turned and saw flames erupting.

I get the first hand of perfume in my face and I see Alejandro stand on his feet. I am not sure who she is and he walks towards her immediately. “Hello, mother.” He says and I stand in surprise and shock. “If he has a different mother.” Then, Cult and him are step brothers? You must be Fiona? She says to me and I clear my throat before heading towards her. “Yes, I…um had no idea you were coming.” I say as she hugs me politely and I stare at Alejandro. You didn’t tell her? His mother says and he bows his head like he has no excuse.

she began, her voice trembling, "I'm genuinely sorry for all that has transpired in these past few days. I was foolish to have defied your orders last night, and I also apologize for our... the sex we had." Alejandro responded with a cold, unyielding tone, his indifference evident. "I appreciate your acknowledgment of your foolish," he replied curtly, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have pressing matters to attend to." Blade stepped aside, her expression one of disappointment, having hoped for some semblance of warmth or concern from Alejandro. She watched as Alejandro continued on his way, unresponsive to her injured leg and her emotional plea. It was a stark reminder that in the world of a co