Hunger Games Alexander Ludwig Novels & Stories

"I could use two glasses if I'm being honest." "I feel that," he answered, pouring our glasses almost to the rim. We sat in silence for several minutes before Alexander spoke. "As much as I hated that you activated the Luna Games, it was probably a blessing in disguise. If it weren't for the games, we might not have ever seen the attack coming, and we definitely wouldn't have the back up needed to fight the rogues readily available." "Agreed. Not to mention, I discovered that Alexus is my mate," I proudly affirmed, causing Alexander to narrow his eyes at me.

Alexander’s heart breaks and his palms remember how cold Amir was when he pulled him from the ocean, skin blue and salt-crusted from the heavy waves, lungs full of seawater - was he too late? "I saved you then, I saved you now, I will always save you," he promises. "You're not more powerful than death," Amir whispers out. Alexander laughs darkly, eyes flashing at his words. "Then how come I've beat him twice at his own game?" His words are pure chaos and in his dark heart he believes them. Alexander Ivankov. Ruler of Magadan. He had beat the game. This game of life and death. Win or Lose. Amir wishes he could believe him.

Lucien completely ignored Alexander, instead he climbed out of the ditch, pulling me up with his hand to stand beside him. Silently he looked him up and down in a stand-off. Alpha Alexander was not for moving though and I could feel the force of his anger attempting to cow Gitte into submission as one of his pack members. “I will ask again, exactly what the fuck is the escaped prisoner and the assassin meant to kill me doing hiding in the woods, exactly where I am passing.”

Alexander also entered to see what was happening. He looked at Lydia's corpse casually as if it were a normal thing to see a deaf body. But then, his gaze fell on the little girl by the side. Her hand held Lydia's hand tightly as if she were clutching on to her life. He then walked over to her side and bent down to her level. “Hey.” Alexander said, but Tanya didn't even bother raising her head up. Instead, she kept on calling lydia “Mum.”, hoping to receive her reply.

Alpha Nicholas After the shit show that went down between Sophie and that prick and all that business with meeting my mate, I struggled to get myself back into any kind of party mood which made things a nightmare. Add in the wanna-be future Luna's that I had to talk to and I think it's safe to say that the night was a complete right-off. I ended up being introduced to 23 She-Wolves open to chosen mates and not one of them did a thing for me. I don't want my own mate so why the fuck would I want a fake one? "You do want your mate, you're just being a stubborn prick about it!" Storm has been an absolute nightmare and I get it, I do but he's getting too much. "Not gonna stop!" I go to give him

He looked down at Oliver's back. "Stop right there, Oliver Hartley!" Alexander yelled. His voice was completely dark and dangerous. "If you dare take one single step out that door... I will have my men break Scarlett's legs immediately!" Oliver froze completely. His hand stayed flat on the cold metal handle. His whole body went totally stiff. His blood turned to ice. He slowly turned his head. He looked back up the grand stairs. Alexander walked down the stairs. One slow, heavy step at a time. His expensive blue silk shirt was messy. Bright red blood still stained his lower lip and pale chin. He looked like a crazy, beautiful monster.

He said, but I didn't say anything, nor did I move. "Pl... pl.. please help me. I don't know wha.. what.. I haven't done this before, your highness." I stammered, pleading for mercy as my confidence suddenly disappeared again. This was Alpha Alexandros, who doesn't care about what you want. He just does as he pleases. I just couldn't allow this man to do anything to me.

He dragged me to the living room and for the first time, I set my eyes on the Alpha who had passed me an evil grin. Alpha Alexander, from what one of the men had called him. "What's happening here?" My stepfather inquired confusedly, but I wasn't even listening to him, neither did I pay attention to the reply of the warriors. I kept staring at the Alpha. I just couldn't take my eyes off him no matter how hard I tried. Then I began to perceive the wolf scent making my heart beat faster again my chest. "Could it be?" I thought in my head. "Mate! Mate!!" My wolf confirmed my fears. "Mate?" No, I did not want to believe that.

As soon as Alex got a breathing space, he was back on his feet, swinging the sword in his hand in all directions, till every man who was once standing was lying dead on the floor. He looked around to see if Jessica was still there, but soon discovered that she was gone. He runs to the cells and cuts open the chains as a little girl, not more than eight years old, runs out to hug him in a tight embrace. "I knew you would come for me," she said in her tiny, innocent voice. The little girl's name is Olivia. She is the daughter of Derrick, and she is Alexander's favorite niece. "I will always come to get you, wherever you may be, sweetheart," he said, placing tinier kisses on her cheeks.

“Reconstruction plans need approval.” Alexander didn’t look up. “Let them wait.” Marcus hesitated. “This... all of this... won’t bring her back.” “I know,” Alexander said. “But it might keep her from being forgotten.” --- Later, he walked through the town square. A boy tugged his cloak. “Alpha?” “Yes?” “Who was Melodie?” Alexander knelt. “She was a girl who gave light to someone trapped in the dark.” The boy nodded solemnly. “Like a lantern?”