Total Drama Island Alejandro Novels & Stories

We got to hang out at the packhouse more often and I became best friends with Trainors and most of the teens at the packhouse. It's been two months since we graduated from college. I now work as the Human Resource Manager at Selena Textiles– a factory founded by Alpha Lex, where Daniel is the CEO. Both Daisy, Dylan, and Arnold work there too. Prove out Arnold was not as bad as I thought! The thing that made him miserable was drugs and his high school in Jamaica. But since he broke up with Nico, and his father Rebuked him for using too much ebonics, excessive slang, and a weird way of speaking by omitting words, he has become normal. It was all because of Drugs.

This is what I asked for. "Leslie," he says softly like someone I know has died, but realistically, there isn't much of a difference in this. "I don't understand," I say again, but I do understand. I just refuse to believe. "This...this isn't...w-why is Alejandro in these he...he wouldn't do this?" "His real name is Luís Mateo Velasquez," Isaac tells me. "And he's been an assassin for the Medellin drug cartel since he was sixteen-years-old."

"She never stops singing. It's one of those simple things that keep her happy." "Alejandro, may I have a word?" Elijah interrupts our conversation. "Alone," he adds after looking at me. Everyone seems to want to talk to Alejandro alone today. "I'll excuse myself," I say but Alejandro grabs my wrist. "Is it something you cannot say in front of my wife?" He challenges Elijah. "Wife?" Elijah's eyes widened. "Not just a fiancee?" "We've been married since the beginning," Alejandro breaks the news. "We kept the information to ourselves to not anger the elders."

Camila replied gently, flashing her a knowing smile. "I’m not fine, but I’m trying," Isabella confessed. "School’s been a nightmare since you got married. Alejandro’s sister came in and took everything from me. Then, I liked three guys, only to end up heartbroken. The first one left me for Valeria, the second didn’t trust me, and the third one—who I thought understood me—turned out to be gay. He was using me to make his boyfriend jealous." Isabella’s voice cracked as she aggressively worked the dough.

“Looks like the Tremonts aren’t any less filthy than we Smiths. Mark Tremont is certainly a vicious mastermind. I could tell from our first meeting. So, are you scared? Are you afraid of death? Is hiding under the shell of Alejandro’s identity and living your life out in peace all you want? But Mark will never let you go. He’s already said it—he’ll use everything he has to find out if you’re really Ethan Connor or not. What if he really finds out that you’re Ethan Connor? You’re the bast*rd that he mentioned. He is never going to let you stay alive.” Alejandro took a deep breath and replied in a voice full of determination, “He won’t do it. Arianne will never let him hurt me again. As long a

She looked away quickly. Alejandro greeted his wife and nodded at the two friends. When he looked at Valerie again, only for a second, his jaw tightened as though he was resisting something he hated admitting. “I need you in my study, Isabella,” he said quietly. Selena sat straighter. Ariana narrowed her eyes like she was studying something deeper. Isabella stood and followed him out of the room without a word. The moment they were gone, Selena stared after Alejandro with open hunger. Ariana noticed.

"So, you came all this way to hit send whilst you were here. What is it? Was Ken-fucking-gham Palace out of fucking Wi-Fi?" My eyes flew open at Alejandro’s comment, and even Catherina looked shocked as Darien hid his smirk. Alejandro sat forward, I could sense the irritation rolling off of him. "If you had any proof, your men should have given it to me when I asked for fucking information." He said coldly. "I am still the Alpha of my pack, Alpha King Alejandro, and they answer to me. I didn’t need to mention these images, but I did." "A tad fucking late."

"Nothing. Never mind. Just let me know what he says when you call him." "I will do that tomorrow", I repeat and we fall silent again. The thought comes to my mind again and I shake it off. Alejandro is an advocate of marriage but none of his marriages lasted for more than two years. He has been divorced twice and I would never let him have anything to do with Isabella. Isabella can find someone else but it should be after we are separated. Even if we are separated and Alejandro shows interest in her, I won't allow it. However, the thought of being around him for the whole two weeks she would be spending in Italy scares the shit out of me.

It was comforting. “Do I know the person?” I nodded. “Alejandro Ortega.” His legs buckled underneath him, and he staggered, holding onto the island for support. I guess Alejandro had something to do with why he was behaving this way. I pretended to not notice and simply continued admiring the painting. Whatever it was, I assumed Alejandro would tell me about it. With each passing minute, Levi grew a lot more anxious even though he tried to act as though everything was calm. I could see right through him.