Steve X Alex Novels & Stories

It was Alexander, again! Steve was at a loss for words, deeply regretting his choices. Why had he accepted the position of General in Ol' Mare? Why had he become a target whenever there was trouble? Was it not enough that Neil troubled him, and Herbert had to add his stress? Could these two troublemakers not pick on someone else? Why did all their problems have to come his way? Steve was a nobody when compared to Alexander. He was not even fit to be Alexander's shoeshine boy!

She knew that this was it, that she had to get the truth out of Alex. "Who is Steve to you?" she asked, her voice firm. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, trying to deny it. "Oh, I see, but this picture says it all, or should I show it to the right person," she said with a cold smile. Alex's expression didn't change, but Isabella saw a flicker of something in his eyes. "Steve is a business associate," he said, his voice smooth. Isabella raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "A business associate?" she repeated. "That's all?"

Stephen quickly served them some fresh, steaming coffee, his hands shaking slightly before he took his cue and exited the room, shutting the heavy oak doors behind him. Ethan immediately picked up his cup, taking a loud sip before turning to Marissa with a patronizing grin. "Marissa, remember my friend Xavier and Steve back from our university days? I told you about them before." Marissa shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She lifted her chin, her eyes darting to mine for a brief, fleeting second before she looked away. "I think I do remember Steve... but not Xavier. No wonder he looked familiar when I first met him on the street."

"Yes sir. Accidentally. I was running and lost track of boundaries. It will not happen again." "Why are you really here?" I could lie. Make up some diplomatic excuse. Or I could tell the truth. Be vulnerable like Phoenix said. "I met one of your wolves last night. Stella Crowe. I would like to see her again." The alpha raised an eyebrow. "Stella? She did not mention meeting you." "She probably did not think it was important." "Or she did not want to encourage you." He circled me slowly. "Stella does not date. Especially not pack princes with famous bloodlines."

“That sounds… intense.” “It is,” she said, rocking the pot. “But it’s also why the company is the best. Everyone works hard.” I swallowed. Hard work I could do. I can deal with stress. But working under him… That was something else entirely. Asma glanced at me again, noticing my silence. “I know you’ve heard about him before, even if you don’t admit it.” I froze slightly. “What do you mean?” I asked too quickly. She stiffly lifted an eyebrow. “Alpha Xander Marco. King of Nightmare Pack. Even humans know his name now because of his company.”

I murmured under my breath. Alex pouted, giving me a dramatic puppy-dog expression. “Hey, I heard that! You hurt my feelings, Xandy. Is this how you repay my efforts?” Of course, he can hear it. He's a damn Alpha werewolf for fuck’s sake. Sean responded to Alex’s theatrics with a sharp smack on the head. “Quit it, Alex.” Rubbing his head, Alex retorted, “What the hell, man? I was just thinking that our Xandy’s future mate will go crazy when she sees this article.”

compete against not knowing how beautiful you are." I giggled, keeping my head down. "I think if they knew I was a woman, they wouldn't want to compete against me anymore." "Is that why you hide that you're a woman?" I raised an eyebrow at Alex as he chuckled. "I suppose. I'm tired of guys trying to school me on games that I've helped develop." "Wow, that's quite a humble brag," he laughed and lay down. "Your breasts are beautiful. I want to see all of you," Alex breathed out, making my heart race. "You do?" I nervously asked. "Of course. At this point, I'd pay for you to get a cab to Liverpool," I laughed and tried to lay down myself. Once I got comfortable, I looked at the screen again. A

" I decide not to reply it because I don't want lie I kept Blake a secret for a long time before I could tell my Dad and siblings he was already three I don't have pictures of him on my social media accounts. "Tomorrow you will meet him , he's with Alison he was tired from the drive so I dropped him off there " Melissa glares at me she thinks he's three his father is some basketball player I was dating which is lie Blake's is almost four and his father is sitting opposite the table looking at me with the same eyes as Blake.

Her father patted her shoulder proudly before introducing her. "This is Steave Alexander Whitmore. He's my new business partner." The moment Serena got a closer look at his face, her heartbeat quickened. It was the man she had nearly run into in the hallway outside Ethan's apartment. "Serena, Steave is also Ethan's uncle, your fiancé's uncle," her father continued. Serena blinked. Of course. Whitmore. The name immediately connected him to Ethan. Swallowing hard, Serena tried to hide her surprise.

I was still processing what had happened when Steven showed up. “Alexa, Alexa, I need to talk to you.” I turned to face him, my expression cold. “We have nothing to talk about, Steven. Whatever you want to say, I am not interested.” "Yes we do, Alexa," Steven said, his voice demanding. "You need to stop dreaming and look around you. Do you think Luke wants you? Have you forgotten who you are? You are a poor child who would have ended up with nothing had it not been for me."