Muhammad Ali Jr. Novels & Stories

A male voice spoke and I frown in confusion. “May I know who is this speaking?” “James. James Russo. I guess it’s not that easy to forget me.” His cocky tone made me roll my eyes. “Ha! You. Great, I thought I could have a night but okay. Call me as you arrive.” I said rolling my eyes. “Okay.” With that he cut the call.

I took my back when the man nodded at me, but then got halted when I saw Alpha Jacob walking toward us. “Brother! Finally, you came. I’ve been waiting for you for quite some minutes now.” What? Alpha Jacob has a brother?

Liam's P.O.V. I should have known better than to talk to some locals about boxing. I've been so excited about this trip and watching Karalee in person that I let my mouth run like water. We were talking about the best male boxers, and of course, I said Muhammad Ali. They said that the greatest of all time was Les Darcy. I have no idea who that is because I'm from Philadelphia, not Australia. Well, telling them I had never heard of him was the wrong thing to say.

" No need to provide financially. We have enough. Just give me your contact. When he wakes up, I will give you a call immediately " " Oh " Alessio breath. " Thank you so much Ma'am. So, so much " " Can I ask, what his name is? " " Of course. He is Maximo Santino "

It's a fun trip, Maira always plays western music which makes Kania feel uncomfortable, especially when there's a picture of a half-naked man hugging Maira. "He? Mr Muhammad Ali Safar Alexis." Jelbbbb. Kania tried not to be surprised despite the fact that she was very surprised, how could that be? "That was, on the American coast, when Alexis was still a non-Muslim." Kania nodded, trying not to be interested in seeing the intimate photo between Pak Ali and Maira. What does it matter. He is nothing but a lecturer. Limited to lecturers. "Are you sweating? What's wrong?" "Huh? No, it looks like I had a bad dream last night."

He suggested. “Nah, I’m exhausted.” “Oh come on Arthur Murray, we all know you aren’t one to get tired that easily or even shy away from a challenge. What would you tell your people when they hear their Alpha refused a fight from a mere person like me?” Dennis pushed further. He knew I hated for my ego to be trampled on. “Go on, use me. Use me and cool off the steam. I know you are craving for a real fight and not some training equipment.”

RUBY. “What's going on here?” I turned to see the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on enter the hall. Dressed in a gray shirt and black pants, his short blond hair was slicked back, accentuating his striking aquamarine eyes. His presence exuded power, and without a word spoken, I knew exactly who he was: Kael, Alpha Frederick's only son. I had seen numerous pictures of him, but his physical presence was far more captivating than I had ever imagined. Kael had been away from home for four years, dedicated to learning and studying how to lead a pack.

I sat on the floor, wrapping my arms around my body, my hands shaking as I processed everything that just happened. “You are going to pay for this, Alpha Alexei, I give you my fucking word, I will make you pay for it”

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

he winked walking away Everyone was still staring at me as I walked away from the door at two the kitchen. I needed to get away from everything that’s happened today and pounded into my head as if it was trying to explode my brain. But the moment I reached my room I remembered something. Making me run back down the stairs and to the infirmary as fast as I could. Busting into the door the nurse tried to stop me but I just pushed by her. Reaching to the room I pushed the door open too fast I almost lost my balance. The doctor, Alex, Ryan, and Creed all turned to look at me as my brother laid out on the table with tubes and machines connected to him “ He is allergic to anesthesia. I thought it