Primo Alexandria Novels & Stories

She was still scared but it didn't affect me so much now I was in front of him. "What is your name?" He asked me looking into my eyes as if he was taking away all my pain and fear. "Alexandria." "Mine is Aden." His name suited him I could already imagine him being called 'Alpha Aden of Midnight Warrior pack'. "Why did you cry my little wolf?" "She is scared of you," I replied in a short sentence too scared to say too much. "Your wolf?" He asked surprised when I nodded, he then turned to my Alpha, "I need to talk to you."

She really was a fool. "I may be Alexa, but I'm also KS World Hotel's general manager. I remain at fault for breaching the terms of our contract, so please. You have no reason to apologize." Alyssa was like a mousetrap right now, Sophia and Betty being the mice in question. They were seconds away from being caught. Sliva declared, "Lacrima Dei is a less well-known piece belonging to Ms. Alexa's private collection. It has rarely been exhibited to the public, nor would anyone else in the world have it besides Ms. Alexa herself."

Questions swirled in my head, but one thought overpowered them all: Who is Alex?

Alexander was about to decline when Alexandria spoke again, "I'll give you a free ticket to the underground aquarium and you can take Jingfei on a date there." Alexander raised a brow, "Did you really think I could not afford the ticket that you are using as a decoy for me to follow what you ordered me to do." "Of course, I am confident enough to say that you cannot buy this ticket since it's a limited edition. The ticket does not only have free pass on it but you can also use it to book a room at the most expensive hotel."

It was something that is unheard of nor will anyone think of it to be happening. Alexandria’s Genesis: is a medical myth that can be traced back from 2005. It is said to be a genetic mutation that turns some people into a ‘perfect human being’. Though it was fictional, the eye colour can be real. Alexandria’s Genesis can be easily identified with the eye colours— them being a colour of violet— which can be noticed right after birth or changing there after. It was also said that people who have Alexandria’s Genesis possess the following: pale skin, perfectly proportioned body, the lack of bodily hair except from the head and brows, excellent immune system and a very little bodily waste. Still

Then she spoke the word like a curse: “A Primarch.” Alexander froze. Lena felt sick. “What… what does that mean?” she whispered. Sable folded her arms. “The Primarch is the highest form of purge evolution—neither human nor weapon. A being of raw, unfiltered purge essence. They were myths. Warnings. No one thought a Primarch could manifest again.” Alexander’s jaw tightened. “And you wanted THIS?” Sable shook her head. “No. I wanted control.” Her eyes flicked to Elias.

It was pathetic, watching my twin sister, my other half, unravel over a man who never saw her as anything but a shadow. And the worst part was the fact that she did not realize that he's been using her for a while. It was simple pleasure for him, something and someone that he can control. He did not want her around. “Alpha.” Alexander’s voice cut through the quiet. My second-in-command stood near the door, shoulders straight, eyes wary. He’d seen this before, the calm before I tore something apart. “You know not to bother me when I am in a mood.” “I believe that you need to hear this from me.” He said, looking away from me as he stepped inside.

With all of her. I love you Alexandria Gomez.

I didn’t even want to think of how things were going to go when we went home, and I knew that we were going to have to do so soon enough, staying in Rome was not part of the plan and any delays that were to occur were most likely to cause a little stir. “I take it that the two of you managed to have a nice rest,” Alaric said, throwing a bunch of scrolls on the dining table. Dante raised an eyebrow at the man, and I shook my head in question, watching as he opened one of them. The word Phoenix was written at the top of it. Valerie shook her head in question, and I looked down at the scroll to notice that it was written in Latin. “What is this?” Valerie asked, shaking her head in question.