Simon Alvin Novels & Stories

He stands up and looked at Jennifer as he places his hand on his hips while poking his inner cheek. "Wait a minute So you are telling me, She is not only the only heir of HK Ent. BUT ONE AND ONLY MJ?" Alvin asked not realizing he was screaming at the end. He took a deep breath, ruffled his hair. He then looked at Allen. "OH MY GOD... MJ... I AM SO BIG FAN OF YOU... I HAVE YOUR EVERY-I'' "Umm Alvin" Jonathan cut him off reminding him what the main point behind this discussion was. "Oh I am sorry, you can continue" Alvin apologized and went to his place.

The guys all spoke loudly, rough housing with one another. Gerwulf cleared his throat and they all stopped, straightening up. He pulled me to his side, putting an arm around my waist. "I'd like you to meet your future Luna." His voice was staying neutral as if he was trying to force himself to not sound too excited. One of the guys, who was sitting by himself furthest from the others laughed hard," yeah we know. You haven't shut up about her for years." His gaze landed on me and he winked causing Gerwulf to give him a warning growl," I'm Simon, the gamma." He had almost white blonde hair, his eyes looked a light pink with blue mixed. "Before you ask, yes I'm albino. No my wolf isn't white, a

“Don’t let the cocky act fool you. It’s just armor. He is a good player, one of the best I’ve ever seen and I've been around this industry all my life. But it costs him. The expectations are insane.” Before I could respond, a shadow fell over our table. Alvin. Of course. “Making friends sis?” he asked, his trademark smirk firmly in place. I stiffened. “Don’t call me that.” Emily raised a brow, clearly amused by the dynamic. “Relax, Monroe. I called dibs on her weeks ago. You're horning in on my friend time.” Alvin’s gaze flicked from me to Emily, his smirk softening into something more genuine.

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

I only managed to nod and watch him walk towards the door where Devin stood with a grimace on his face. Oh no. Knox smirked at Devin mockingly. 'Just go,' I silently wished. They're like two beasts ready to bite each other's neck off if one makes a move. “Nice meeting you,” Knox offered his hand, “I'm Knox Collins.” “I don't care,” Devin growled. “Griff,” I whispered to my son who was looking up at the two huge figures in front of him. Knox chuckled, “I'll see you later, Sweetheart.” He called out to me before pulling open the door and disappearing as it closes.

Dawn had two pinned chats, making them our priority. The first pinned chat was with someone named “Raven.” We skimmed through it quickly, but nothing caught our immediate attention. The real shock came when he tapped on the second pinned chat. “Alvin,” I whispered in disbelief. “The Beta of our pack?” He looked just as stunned as I felt. “Why would she be in contact with him like this? They’re not even close.” We scrolled down, scanning the messages. At first, the conversation seemed ordinary—pack-related discussions and routine matters. But then, buried deeper, the tone shifted.

Mike grabs my arm and raises an eyebrow at me. "What's up?" "You smell like tequila," he remarks. I roll my eyes at him. "We had a few shots in the back. I'm twenty-two now, Mike. I can handle it. It's the whole point of tonight. Actually, I might even get ridiculously drunk and stumble into the limo when you come to pick us up. Sound good?" "I'm just not used to it, that's all. As promised, I won't bother you. I have some errands to run for Mr. Smith. Call me when you're ready to be picked up. And remember your code—"

"Okay. So I called one of the Alphas of the south and called for a meeting. They gladly accepted the meeting and waited for me and my two men at their border line. We talked about the ratings of rogues. I asked if some one had pasted their lands." My heart started to beat faster and I shook my leg waiting for the answer. "So far, he hasn't had none cross his lands." I clenched my jaw and sigh out while my head hung low. Damn it "What Alpha was this?" I said making my voice low. "Alpha Alex, Alpha." "Who's the other." "Alpha Kalmin." I look up and he quickly looked down, away from my glaze. "Thank you." I smiled and slowly stood up. "You're work would be rewarded." He looks up and stares at m

I saw the quality of his fabric and the jewelry he wore, so I knew that he was most likely high born. “Why would I know who you are?”, I smirked after searching him thoroughly with my eyes. I stared at him with warning eyes as he looked at me like he was going to charge towards me. I watched him calm himself down gently before he finally addressed me again. “I am Stefan. Formerly Alpha Stefan”, he said. After the words had left his mouth, I noticed that he had assumed a definitive stance, which was comical to me. “I still don't know who you are”, I said, as a matter of fact.