Alex Summers Death Novels & Stories

“They are angry because since Alex was arrested, some of his projects have stalled. They just don't want to be harmed by investing in Alex's company." "You already know the consequences, why are you still reckless?" "I'm not reckless!" Tyler replied in frustration, almost screaming. “I arrested him because Alex was the one who killed his wife and Axel Chassain. Alex hit Alma Emerson with a baseball bat until the poor woman died of fatal internal injuries that were not treated immediately. As for Axel, the man died when he was hit by a truck, causing his body to float and fall so hard on the asphalt that his internal organs were torn apart. Stuff like that still makes you unsure if Alex is th

“Austin, you really think Max is going to share power with you? The man who tried to kill our parents?” Austin’s expression flickers. Just for a second. “They’re dead. Have been for seven years.” “Are they?” The question hangs in the air. Austin’s grip on the gun tightens. “What are you fucking talking about?” “The accident. The car crash. Mom and Dad burned to death while I barely survived.” Angelo’s voice turns mocking. “Great story. Very tragic. Except it’s bullshit, fucking bullshit.” “You’re insane.” “Am I? Then explain why Max just sent me a photo of them. Alive. Bound to chairs. Very much not dead.”

all faded into a dull, underwater hum. "Tyler?" Sarah’s voice called out from behind me, sharp and curious. "Who is that on the phone? Is that Miller?" I didn't turn around. I couldn't. If she saw my face right now, she would know. I hate being in this position, hiding things from her. I made a promise to right my wrongs and win her back but these situations life keeps throwing our way makes it impossible to keep to my promise. "Mr. Rider, are you still there?" Dr. Harrison’s voice pressed through the receiver, brutal and final. "I need you to understand me clearly. Mr. Dex has passed on. Time of death was 14:32. I am incredibly sorry for your loss."

“ Jax! Jax! Look, you have to stop this prank Max what’s the meaning of this game. Jax! Get up? You’ve always wanted some to stop calling you Alpha Jax, can’t you see that I’ve stopped? Wake up please!” My heart was shattered to see that even in death he still had a slight smile. But I was in denial, he was fine a few moments back and now he’s dead? He seemed totally fine even after I scanned through Aidan’s head and told him all that I saw. Why is he suddenly dead? I searched his body for any sign of stabbing, strangling, or anything that could’ve killed him but found none. “ Judging from how broken and unfiltered you are right now. I see that you didn’t kill my father.” Max said and then a

For a piece glass got lodged right in his throat. Alex collaspsed to the floor, with bright crimson blood shooting from his neck. He was confused as to what just happened, a minute ago he was making resolutions on how he would live in the moment. And now? Well Nigga be sure doing something other than living at the moment. "Life is a joke" alex thought as the light in his eyes dimmed. Alex Anderson was dead. At least he thought he was.

"Sean, you are alive?" "Yeah. It is a long story but I don't have time for it, can I meet Alexander? I need to take him home as soon as possible and also get the surgery started." she stood there thinking for a while and then went inside to call someone and then after a while returned. "Adeline where is Alexis?" "Um... Sean, Alexis passed away two months ago. The tumor got big and we couldn't do the surgery because no one was there as guarantee and the fees..." No! My worst fear has come out to be true.

The sterile white light of the room began to fade into darkness. Outside the ICU, a heartbreaking cry echoed through the waiting room. Alexia’s parents, Frank Jr. and Lucia, had just been informed of her “death.” They were told they could view her one last time before she was cremated, a decision supposedly authorized by a Palmer. Immediately, Alexia’s parents thought of Maximus. Surely, the man had softened and felt remorse for his absence, making an effort to ensure she had a dignified farewell from afar.

During this time, she managed to momentarily forget about the troubles that plagued her former Pack. Her deceased Father, who had been cruel and greedy. Her manipulative stepmother. And her obsessive brother. All of these dark figures seemed to fade away as if they were mere figments of her imagination. It felt like a dream come true, a blissful escape from the harsh realities of her past. “Alex is dead,” Callix reported to Alpha Lucas. Lucas stared at him and squinted his eyes as if asking Callix to continue his report. “When we left him in that room, he was on the verge of death. But when we came back, he wasn’t breathing anymore. What should we do?”

Erica asked Alex, who was still looking at her with a blank facial expression. "Yes, I'm dead; right now it's my ghost that is talking to you," Alex said to Erica with a sarcastic tone. "Come on, Doctor Alex, I'm serious. I thought you were dead. I mean, everyone thought you were dead, including Amelia," Erica said to Alex. "Well, that's because I was actually dead. Even I myself thought that I was already dead, but fortunately Adrian saved me, and as you can see, I'm still alive," Alex said to Amelia.

My voice came out harsher than intended. "Dad," Alex's voice wobbled from the corner. "Is Austin going to die?" The raw fear in his question gutted me. I crossed to him, kneeling to meet his eyes. "No. Absolutely not. Your brother is the toughest kid I know. Just like his mom." I squeezed his shoulder. "The doctors here are the best." A lie, maybe. But a necessary one. The doctor arrived minutes later, clipboard in hand. "Mr. and Mrs. Walton—"