Napoleon X Alexander Novels & Stories

Nikolai grits out. "You really think he's behind this? All the attempts on Amir’s life? Him and Alexander are practically brothers." Ren says it with fear, and so he should, Madrigal and Alexander controlled most of Russia then, if they were fighting it wouldn't be a small gang fight, it would be an out and out war. People would die, families would disappear, whole cities would burn in flames. If Madrigal and Alexander went to war it would be spoke for generations to come as a time of death and disease. Two men who ruled their birth cities – Magadan and Moscow – who ran the empire Osaka side by side... but always wondering who was the more powerful of the two...

“ How could I forget the story that I have practiced a million times? “ I asked sarcastically. He halted and turned to me. He gave me a deadly look to tell me that he was not joking. He gripped my arm but put a smile on his face so as not to raise any alarm. “ This is not a joke, Brianna. This is the Don of Venice and Rome and he hates me. Act like a queen and stick to the story. “ He said. I ripped my arm from his grasp and smiled. “ Do not worry about anything. I will not embarrass you. “ I said, a little hurt that he thought I was an embarrassment. “ That was not what–you know what? Just think whatever you want. “ He said and continued leading me away. When we got to the man, I was shocke

Alexander taunted back. “Um, you’re the one making that comparison. I’ll have you know I am only that furry when I’m Duilio.” André scoffed. “Well, it would make sense. Han and Chewbacca are best friends. Or are you saying that I’m not your best friend?” Alexander arched his brow, playing the offended party. “Children. How about you save your nerd conversation for later? Focus.” Alec sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Sorry, Papa.” André lowered his head.

Since war began we had worried about what would be spilling out over the other side of those cragged black rocks. Nikolai had been hit first. Hybrids charged his outpost after a couple of weeks of war. Huge wolves, twice the size of mine. Snarling, rabid beasts that resemble the Lycan kings of ancient history. I hated Nikolai originally. Especially when he made Luna Genevieve, Cillians little sister unhappy. Now the man as broad and terrifying as Alpha Alexander of White Forest was our ally. A powerful one whose unhinged black wolf was possibly the only one who could face down a Hybrid alone and win right now.

Slowly and terrified to look I was forced to listen to the delicious voice, he sounded so much like an Alpha my wolf had no chose but make me look. When I finally looked up I saw a man standing next to Alpha Maxwell with beautiful dark grey eyes, dark brown hair well maintained, well kept sexy stubble giving off a manly vibe, maple syrup coloured skin that you just wanted to eat up with your waffles. He looked like a sex God as he stood there in black jeans and white shirt that clung to his very muscly body. He was what you thought about when you think of a sexy warrior man. I wanted to run into his large arms so he could protect me from all evil.

"Please do not try to move, Alexander. As I said, I have no plans of killing you. But I am not going to let go of Charlotte as well. So now that you lose, be true with yourself and accept your defeat!" Alexander grinned and stood up. "You have nothing to worry about Prince Arthur... because you will never see me again. I have no plans of going to the Canopus either!" Without hesitation, Alexander stormed off as he was so upset that he lost against Prince Arthur whom he considered like his own brother.

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

"You bear a striking resemblance to young Lucan Trinigad, both in appearance and in intellect. Lucan was an exceptional boy, much like you. His ability to reason and discern mirrored yours. If only he hadn't been a Lycan, he would not have met such a gruesome end." "I did see him once while he was still alive," came Alexander's reply. Lucan was the first son of the former Alpha king of Trinigad, Williams Trinigad. He was killed during the coup by my father's men. "I'm honored to be compared to him."

He barely blinked nor moved a muscle. His name was Xander. Alexander Raphaelo. He was the most known, feared, and respected creature in the whole supernatural world even with humans. People didn't even have the guts to spell his name in fear he would appear in front of them. Alexander was not a devil in disguise as people called him, his orders and actions were thoroughly logical and beneficial for his pack and pack only. Some accomplishments he succeeded in made him seem gruff, harsh, brutal, ignorant, insensitive, hotheaded and the type of man that craves and desires dominance. Yet, he is the best leader the world of wolves had ever witnessed.

“Welcome, Nastya.” I nod. “Where's the dinner?” He sighs, turning his gaze back to Damien's. He holds it for some minutes before he rakes the table with his eyes. Alexander became the king of our empire after losing father to the feud between the Vincenzos and Zhukovs. Funny right? Like, the mother fucking feud has been in existence for over four generations. I read that it was because of a business that went wrong between the two families which led to them fighting over some piece of land on a land that was not even theirs in the first place. Like, we are in the U.S for fuck's sake and we are Italian and Russian respectively so what. The. Fuck.