Rex Generator Rex Novels & Stories

Damn it ,what the hell happened to me while I was younger and what the hell is my fuckin connection With that little boy who look exactly like me ,then Rex and The other boy on the photo who look more like Ronaldo and then My mum,Rex father also. Something seems not to be right,I need to ask him more perhaps my only way to the truth is him right now . "Who's Alexa,why is she so important to both you and Rex ?"I asked again and still the total silent was what he could offer . "According to Rex ,Alexa was his mate and what happened to her ,both her mum and her dad also ?"I asked , staring at him as sadness watches over him.

I am definitely going to show her what I am capable of today! I am going to take revenge for all the past humiliations I have suffered! At this moment, a Cayenne arrived at the entrance of the hotel. After the car stopped, Rex was seen getting out from the car. Rex was indeed handsomely dressed. He was 1.85 meters tall, had a model like figure, tanned complexion as well as a spirit and vibe that seemed different from other people.

I sat down and took the glass he offered with a smile. “Ryder Grey, born the second son of Sire Lucas Grey, elite hunter at age seventeen, Sire of Princeton at age nineteen, exiled for marking a woman while married to another, created your own tribe of all kinds in Bushnell and currently working for the Elders as hunter all at the age of twenty-five. How’d I do?” he asked me with a smile. “You’re very informed my King,” I said. “Please call me Rex in private. I like to know things about people. Is it true that your son was riding a wolf when Archie came to see you?” he asked me and I smiled at that.

"You stand in front of the Rex, the King of all Benders, but I suppose you don't know that. Explains much why you failed all your studies and why Lucas gifted you to me." The Rex? Like, the actual Rex?! Of all Viatore, I am gifted to the worst of them all? The most powerful and barbaric of them all? His distance flashes and he's right in front of me. Somehow, my eyes feels heavy and fluffy and the last thing I see is him, erect and smiling at me.

Rex yanked Joaquin’s collar and lifted him out of the car. There were a lot of vehicles parked in their surrounding area. Other people in the cars were looking at them in fright. Some people even went as far as abandoning their vehicles and fleeing the scene. Rex was carrying Joaquin like a dead dog. Then, he casually got into a random car and drove toward the slum ahead. Inside the car, Joaquin looked at Rex, his face pale as he asked, “Hey bro, you… who are you?” “One of the Eighteen Generals of Regal Palace, Rex the Butcher,” Rex replied.

My stomach knotted as I attempted to make sense of what I had just witnessed. What exactly did Rex transform into? I dropped my head and began peering out the window, but saw nothing. I was unable to sleep. I was standing and moving in circles around the room, waiting for him to return. I desired an explanation from him. Who or what is he? ~REX’S POV~ No one dares to touch Reina. Rex was enraged. He was circling the forest’s edges from the skies, looking for the wolves who were after his Reina today. While he was flying, he noticed a bonfire deep in the woods.

I say, an attempt at a joke. “Isabella…” he says, scratching his arm nervously. “Bad joke, sorry.” We are both quiet for a long moment. I point the toes of one of my bare feet and rub it against his ankle. “You want to make it work, right?” Rex asks in a small voice. I clutch the champagne glass tighter. “Of course.” “Okay, good, good. I just wanted to make sure.” Rex might be one of the biggest musicians in the world. Larger than life onstage. But in private – for me, he is just Rex. Just a man. The absolute best man I’ve ever met.

"Oh my gaaaah. Rex. You're killing me. Enough teasing." "Never enough," he says roughly before yanking his fingers out and sliding down until his face is right there and his tongue is plunging inside and oh shit. Oh hell. I'm not going to last if he keeps it up. Because he's sucking and licking and yup. He was made for this. Rex Matthews: Sex God. He could instruct people on how to give oral, he's that good. His grip on my thighs is tight, pressing them apart so I'm completely opened up to him in the most vulnerable way.

My eyes widened in shock. Realization dawned on me. Rex is Damon Grey!.

“Just wait a minute. Rex should be here any minute. You said you would only agree to work with us if we met with Rex first.” “Then hurry up.” Xureus rolled his eyes and returned to the chair. “Why does he need to meet with Rex first?” “To put it simply? Xureus accidentally killed Rex’s birth father, and Rex held a grudge against him. Even if Xureus seems like an asshole, he isn’t bad. He tried to make it up to Rex, but Rex ignored him. I already talked to Rex, who said it was in the past and no longer held what Xureus did against him.”