Tvd Lexi Novels & Stories

And he had given her every reason to hate him. The TV above the bar flickered with the evening news— Lexi’s triumphant release out of prison and her upcoming trial again. She was supposed to be dead by now, because he knows more than anyone that Claudia had asked the prison wardens to kill her and of course, the prison warden had sent a corpse, which turned out to be fake. But Claudia and her daughter were so excited that they failed to check the corpse, to see who was really in there.

Lexi just gave her a knowing look. “She is on her way towards the Alpha. And now, Alpha Denver had declared that Shea is his mate! I told her that I love Alpha Denver, but she said that she wouldn’t give him to me! I love Alpha Denver, Dad! He is my mate! I should be the one! I should be his mate and not Shea!” Lexi yelled as she uncontrollably cried in front of them. Now, Uncle Leandro’s attention was all on her. “Is that true?” He seriously asked.

Diana's confusion turned into a slight annoyance at Lexi's attitude. "Dr. Lexi I have a busy day ahead of me, I don't have time for this," Diana replied to Lexi's lingering comments. "I wonder why you never said no every time he fucked you?" Dr. Lexi softly said. "What kind of therapist are you?" Diana asked in disgust "I'm just trying to understand your experiences," Dr. Lexi said. "This conversation is over and I am hanging up," Diana said quickly and cut the call. It took a lot of willpower not to throw her phone against the wall.

That's where my dignity lies. " if you are not going to watch Twilight then we are watching Teen Wolf I swear lex," I say in a teasing tone making the dazed-out Lexi move and set the twilight movie on the TV. ******* (Lexi's pov) Twenty five minutes of continuous torture," I swear to God Ros I am going to kill you. Please leave me alone," I scream from inside the blanket. Since morning, he has been disturbing me, trying to wake me up I mean what the fuck?

Lexi said smugly. I looked to Leatisia pleadingly to save me from this very awkward conversation. Laughing, she just nodded at me. "Lexi it's alright. For now let's focus on getting the information about Xander and Elle's first time" she said winking at me. I groaned and blushed. It seemed to work as Lexi's face contorted in that of disgust and she ran away from us screaming "Eww eww I do not want to hear about that. I don't want to be scarred for life."

Lexi is bisexual. “Whoa, girl! Don’t make this about me.” “Well, if you must know, I just met this girl. She’s a waitress at this big club I know—we’re actually going there now. But…” she paused for a second, “…we’re just messing around. It’s nothing serious,” Lexi replied. “Really now?” “Yeah!” she shrugged, keeping her gaze forward. “Now let’s go.” We reached the club, and Lexi went straight to the bar counter to greet a waitress with short brown hair and tattoos covering both hands like sleeves. She’s pretty. Wait a minute… is Lexi blushing?

I said frustrated. “Ah. I know what you need.” Lexi stated with a smug smile that worried me. “What?” I questioned. “A girls night with lots of girl talk. No offense Norm, but there are certain things a male, gay or straight, wouldn’t understand when it comes to this kind of thing.” Lexi responded, patting Norm’s back. “I could try.” Norm pouted. “You have a vagina, and a clit?” Lexi snorted. “Fuck no. I have a nice dick.” Norm sniffed.

Like her. 'I am not her!' Lexi spat, chest heaving, lips swollen and tingling. She straightened her leotard, fingers shaking. 'Nothing like her. You don't own me, Vargas. Touch me again without permission, and I'll walk.' For a beat, silence stretched, thick as smoke. Then he laughed, low and dangerous, adjusting his shirt. 'Permission? In my world, I take what I want. But go. Rehearse. Prove you're different.' His gaze raked her once more, lingering on her flushed skin, the way her thighs pressed together. 'We'll see how long that fire burns without me fanning it.'

Preferred to be known by everyone as Lexi. Twenty-five, Latina. Works part-time as a waitress at a mid-tier café, also works at a small restaurant as a chef part-time, and does freelance gigs on weekends. No college degree. Raised by her grandmother after her parents died in a car crash. Grandmother, María Elena Torres, passed away when Lexi was eighteen. Aria, fifteen at the time, had no other living relatives. Lexi didn’t ask anyone for help. She just took on everything.

John frowned, clearly not impressed. "I made findings about you, Lexi. Your late father was a police officer and your mom is a housewife. How do you cope?" he asked, and Lexi frowned. "Then you definitely didn't make your findings well. My mom is an affiliate marketer for a large business in France, and my sister is a waitress at a club. So, of course, I don't need your pity or want anything from you," she said in a rush and immediately regretted it, because she just did exactly what she had planned not to do.