Novel & Cerita New Alex Cross Book

The End * A/N: Hey guys, thank you for reading the bonus chapter! Before you leave, I wanted to share a sneak peek of my next book of this series: The Unwanted Bride. It is about their daughter Serena Wolf! If you like this story, be sure to check that one out as well. Here are the blurb and Prologue. Thank you for reading! Xoxox Blurb: Noah Smith is trapped! Trapped by the she-devil who happens to be the daughter of THE Alexander Wolf, a notorious Mafia Boss.

Despite her words, Felicity was still smiling, clearly used to her friends’ questions. Lucy took out the book she’d gotten at Alex’s bookstore. “You have a great selection of old-school romances. I couldn’t believe it when I saw this one on your shelf.” “You were in the store? I must’ve been on break.” Alex took the book and started laughing. “I know this one! The cover is fantastic. Look at the unicorn in the corner. Why the hell is there a unicorn? It’s set in New Orleans in 1885!” “Do you ever need a reason for unicorns?” said Gwen.

Meaning it could be either of the two and they were most-likely allies as they never showed up again. Getting up, I headed to the front desk. Luckily, it had been long enough that the real librarian was sitting at the front desk. “Miss Cross, I hope the selection of books you ask for were what you needed.” “They were perfect. I have one more request.” She nodded, waiting. “Is there a book on the current Alphas and their alliances?”

the echoes of laughter filled the air. “I swear, Ladybird, I’m going to paint your ass red.” His fist clenched the phone tight enough the screen should have busted. “Ooh, promises, promises. I can make this all go away but I want something from you.” “What?” “I want to use you as a cover for my latest book.” “Excuse me? What book?” Since when did Presley Brookmore write books? “I write works of fiction, Cruz. This particular story is about a detective who is chasing a criminal. Agree to be on the cover of my book and I’ll talk to the officer.”

Exactly what you'd expect from a billionaire hotel mogul who had better things to do than notice his daughter's struggling artist friend. I told myself that's why my hands shook as I packed on Friday morning. That's why I changed outfits four times before settling on jeans and a sweater that didn't scream "I shop at Target." That's why my heart hammered when the town car Riley sent pulled up to my building in Brooklyn. It had nothing to do with the fact that I'd been half in love with Nicholas Cross since the moment I'd met him. Nothing at all. --- The Cross estate wasn't a house. It was a glass and timber masterpiece built into the mountainside, all floor-to-ceiling windows and modern luxur

And I gave them a story. Not about Chester. Not about our so-called reconciliation. No—this was about me. The new Alexandria Lexington. By noon, articles were flooding the internet: “Ms. Alex Steps Out on Her Own—Launching New Luxury Brand in Manhattan” “Ms. Alex Breaks Free—A New Chapter Without Her Ex- Billionaire Husband” “Ms. Alex: The Future of Business Without President Chester Blackwood” And my personal favorite? “Ms. Alex Proves She Doesn’t Need CEO Chester Blackwood” Because that was the truth, wasn’t it?

Alena was busy writhing in pain while Axel kept crying non- stop. She couldn’t leave alone but she couldn’t just stand here and do nothing either. What should she do? ================= Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Alpha Lucious His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

“This isn’t social.” “I assumed.” She slides a folder across the desk. “Marcus looped me in.” So he’s playing chess, not checkers. I open the folder. Documents. Corporate structures. Names layered behind names. Money trails that curve just out of focus. One name appears twice. Ethan Cross. My breath catches. “That’s impossible,” I say automatically. Alexandra’s gaze doesn’t flicker. “Nothing is impossible when money and resentment share a bed.” “My brother has been off the grid for years,” I argue. “He wanted nothing to do with the company. With me.”

Three days of me sitting in that motel room, memorizing Alice's phone like it was scripture, until the bleach-and-regret smell had soaked into my clothes, my hair, my lungs. Now I stood on the steps of Prescott Hall, a backpack slung over one shoulder..new, canvas, nondescript;containing everything I owned and nothing I was willing to lose. The morning air had that sharp, clean quality of autumn in a town that wanted you to forget it had teeth. I didn't forget. "Alexa Lean is dead," Detective Cross had told me over the phone last night. "At least on paper. You're now Nova James. Transfer student, junior year, English literature. No social media presence. No digital footprint before six month

I spot a burgundy mustang and know that's the one I want to drive I hop in the car and head towards NYU. _______________________________________________________________________________ Hey Guys, I'd really appreciate if you guys could review my book for goodnovel Okay, So I have a friend and she's Writing this Book called The Troubled Alpha Female On webnovel It's an amazing book so far so please go check it out. Love you guys- Dailyy.Alex03