Alex From Surviving Paradise Novels & Stories

"Alexia Levett had an argument with you. You two had been trapped in a toxic marriage for years—one filled with infidelity and unhappiness, on both sides. "A little over a year ago, she had an accident following one of your fights. That fight happened right after you found out she was the one who ordered your brother’s assassination. "She was presumed dead. But she wasn’t. Alden Palmer took her. Peter, not wanting Alden to dirty his hands with revenge, intervened. He was the one who hid Alexia, even going so far as to fake a marriage with her. "Then, finally, your son Lucius rescued her. They lived in hiding for months, under your financial support, until Anthony Moriarty took them away.

Alexa was busy getting her stuff ready for her trip. The show was named survival in the wild, so it was definitely going to be in a place that had wild life. "Alexa, Elda is at the door, she is looking for you," Mary said, as she came in with some pieces of cloth. "Elda? It seems someone has decided to change sides,” Alexa’s smirk had a degree of confident disdain, as she strode into the living room, meeting Elda who was perched on the sofa with the wary stillness of a cat.

He didn’t even know if Xavier liked guys, maybe Vampires were homophobic or something? Alex took a deep breath, trying to ignore the unnecessary emotions his heart kept making him feel. He was grateful enough that he was even saved in the first place. Wait. He was still technically half dead. He couldn’t even be thankful cause he wasn’t even alive. Alex groaned, lying beside his body, propping his head up to look at the two. Standing together they looked like the perfect couple, two unfound beauties that were the definition of gorgeous. A power couple that could stifle any competition that would barely ever grace their soles.

“We did it. All of us. We were all fighting in different ways.” He looked up then, his eyes shining under the dim light. “Do you really believe that? Even after everything I did… the surveillance, the reports?” She stepped closer, until they were inches apart. “I believe that we all did what we had to survive. You didn’t surrender. You didn’t give in completely. That’s enough.” Alex let out a shaky breath. For a second, he looked like a boy again, not the shell he had become. “I don’t know who I am without Daxton,” he whispered. “I don’t know how to live with what I’ve done.”

He dedicated himself to being a good and great Alpha, following the steps of his father, and doing tremendous things. He sat down in his favorite part of the forest, the only place where extraordinary flowers grow, near the lake where the water is clear as crystal. This is the paradise of his pack, and only he is the one allowed to be here. He thought of the name he has, it screams power and strength, but they do not know that deep inside, he is weak, hurting, sad, and just keeping everything because he wants everything for this pack to be perfect. It's okay for him to keep it even until his grave as long as his pack will be safe and he can live a life where peace is given.

Alex was my number one priority. He had to be in some sort of trouble. Ditching his friends was not his style. It had something to do with what happened at the pier. He jumped from that thing and survived. Something so impossible held a secret. Not to mention, Craig was concerned. He said something about a transformation and survival. I couldn't lose Alex too. Not after Soph.

Alexander says with a smirk "Seriously Alexander, will you ever change." "Nup baby, I will never change when it's come to you". The End

I press my lips together and nod, “Yeah, it can be. But… what happened after that? You said that was a few hundred years ago… how is that possible?” Cora breathes out, “Well, Levi brought me to safety until the battle was over. The pack lost almost everything and discovered that some of my teachers were behind it. When we went back to check on things, Beta Luka ended up becoming the Alpha because Alpha Matthew died in battle and Alexis became his Luna. He promised to help us find a place to hide but said we couldn’t stay on the backgrounds because he was confident that the reason we were attacked is that they were upset over me and the decisions I made. Luka thought tht if they realized I wa

Brian nodded in affirmation, as he spoke. "I don't even know how I did that, to be honest. I do not know, if it was as a result of reflex action or not. All that matters is that I saved Charlotte, and both of us are still alive." He continued. "Yes, that's right. To be honest, I'm not sure it was as a result of reflex action at all." Brian said. "Same as what I thought, but whatever it is, I do not want to think about it at all." Alex replied.

"Thank you. For everything. For saving me." "You saved yourself," I corrected. "You found the courage to run, to hide, to survive. We're just making sure you get the chance to do more than survive." She smiled—small, tentative, but real—and something in my chest clenched. After she disappeared into her room, Alex looked at me with an expression that mirrored my own feelings. "We're in trouble," he said. "Yeah. We really are." Because somewhere between finding a broken woman in our storage room and watching her smile for the first time, we'd both started falling.