Alex Summers Death Novelas e Histórias

“Has it ever occurred to you that the people close to you are those who are more likely to do you harm?” ”Are you insinuating…?” ”Damon and-” ”Drake!” Alex came rushing into the room, the look on his face suggesting that something bad had happened. “You need to leave, right now.” Drake got up, a frown on his face. “What happened?” ”Uh…” Alex tried to catch his breath. “Someone just committed suicide.” ”What?” “He fell off this building and people saw it.” ”Wait, what? When did this happen?”

They battle with her life for a long time until Kane turns to her and says in a low tone, “I am sorry, Kayola….she’s gone,” Kayola stands there, tears falling from her eyes in huge droplets, as her moments with Alexis flash in front of her. Alexis’ smile, her laughter, how she supported her, the way she always had her back, and now, she’s dead? As the realization hits her, she races to the bed where her friend is and starts to scream and shake Alexis’ still and pale body violently, and none of the nurses, not even Kane dare to pry her away. “No….no…Alex, don’t do this to me,” she screams and screams, but a sound shuts her up immediately. She looks at the monitor and she heaves a sigh of reli

I was painting a field of lavender, the purple flowers swaying in the breeze. "News from Chicago," Alex said, his voice neutral, walking up behind me with a tablet. "What news?" I didn't look up, just kept mixing my paints. "Victor Moretti is dead." My hand didn't even flinch. I dipped my brush into a pool of lavender paint. "Oh," I said. Just that. One syllable. An ending. "You don't want to know how?" Alex asked. I finally looked up at him, a small, real smile on my lips. "He's not my problem anymore, Alex," I said, my brush never faltering. "He's just a name from another lifetime."

“Not really. But I followed the rules. I studied. I took every opportunity. Thomas did the same, but he always watched me. Every time Alexander praised me, Thomas got quieter. Colder.” Max shook his head. “That’s twisted.” “He used to say things like, ‘You’re not even real family,’ even though neither of us were. He couldn’t stand it when Alexander gave me responsibilities first.” Max paused. “So when did it fall apart?” Spencer looked up, and his voice came out flat. “Alexander died.” Max stopped breathing for a second. “He had a stroke. No warning. Just… collapsed. We were supposed to meet that morning, and I got a call instead. By the time I got to the hospital, it was over.”

A framed photo facedown on the wood. He pointed to the photo. "Who is that?" Elion looked. He flinched. "That's Alex," Elion said. "Your brother." "Yes." Cale tried to summon a feeling. Grief? Sympathy? Recognition? Nothing. Just data. Subject: Alex. Status: Deceased. Cause: Aneurysm. He felt the absence of the emotion like a missing tooth. He knew he should care. He knew that in a previous version of himself, he had cared enough to try and save this boy.

I must have been close to tears because my mom took my hand and said: “he would have been so proud of you; you will live out the dream for both of you.” I give my mom my best reassuring smile and nod. She is speaking of Alec, my boyfriend, well guess he is my ex now. We have been dating for more than 2 years. He died a couple of months ago. He made me this mug when he was teaching himself pottery. He had seen a movie where the guy teaches the girl how to make a pot and they ended up sleeping naked. So, he was determined to teach himself in order to teach me. I laugh at the memory. Alec died in a rogue attack. I could get there in time. Even though the actual warriors usually handled rogue at

He ignored the creature and kept walking, hoping that in ignoring him, he would leave him alone. “One of the men you made to choke the other day has died at the hospital. Guess which people are accused of killing him with witchcraft,” the man said again and Jason’s heart skipped a bit. “What are you saying?” he asked, turning to the man. “Nothing, bro,” Grant said, walking past Jason, then turning to look at him funny. Jason’s eyes were fixed on somewhere else and not him. He did not know what to make of it, so he continued walking. The latter had not seen him walk past.

Punch is who I am and who I’ll always be. “So if it’s all right with my Alpha, I guess I need to add a third Blood Card. Hugo Casillas. For the crimes of shooting Kent “Chunk” Larson, aiding and abetting if not outright killing your own brother just to set me up… Making babies you had no intention of raising, and generally being a shit example of what a shifter should be, I hereby sentence you to death. Oh and Reeve uh… Whatever your name is, I can’t even imagine how many people you’ve killed so, you’re just fucked. You’re on our territory which makes me your judge, jury and executioner,” I say, shrugging as Doze laughs.

Emily grabbed Amelia's arm, "Don't be so impulsive, listen to me, now is not the time to be impulsive! Do you think, with your current power, you can deal with Alex?" Amelia froze for a moment and suddenly laughed in despair. Yeah, she has nothing now, and how can she kill the famous Alex Hall...... Amelia's body swayed and suddenly both eyes closed and she fell into Emily's arms. "Amelia!" ...... Alex had already learned of Raymond's death on the road, and when he and Jenny arrived at the hospital without Amelia, he anxiously grabbed a doctor to ask about Amelia's whereabouts. Alex was worried that Amelia might not be able to accept the truth about her father's death and do something stupid

I slide back to the wall and clutch the keys to my chest. Alexis doesn’t reach for them. He waits. I look at him, then hand them over. He stands and unlocks his cell. That’s when a dizzy spell washes over me, but I fight to stay alert. “Is it time?” Dash asks. “Yeah,” Alexis says. He steps out, walks to Niles’s body, kneels, and grips the man’s head with both hands. Then he twists, breaking the neck. Alexis looks back at me. “I killed him,” he says.