Total Drama Island Alejandro Novels & Stories

I asked, looking at Isabella directly in the eye. "You assume correctly, I don't care for Ian, I just needed to get closer to you so I could eventually kidnap you and guess what? It worked" She giggled playing with the hair of Alessandro's dad. "And when I get out of these restraints I'm going to stomp on that pretty little face" I said earning a scoff from Isabella. "Let's have some fun, shall we, Isabella?" Alessandro's dad said Isabella got off his lap and headed over to the table picking up a small knife and he followed smacking her ass, also picking

"Neither in thought nor in deed. Never once. That is clear to her. All she knows is that her husband left nearly two weeks ago, supposedly to attend his father's funeral.” However, once he realized that nothing was tying him to his wife any longer, he hooked up with his mistress and started divorce proceedings. Alejandro grinned, "There’s a hell of a lot that ties me to my wife, Dalmer. Our child for one." "Oh please, we are aware of how little you really want that baby, Baldassarre." He pleaded. She almost missed Alejandro's whispered statement, "I want him. I need them both..." "Stop it." Laura could stand it no more, she waddled into the parlor where Darren and Lisa remained on one side o

I gawked shamelessly. “This… this is another planet,” I muttered under my breath. Inside, Isabella led me down a polished hallway and stopped at a heavy wooden door. She knocked once, elegant and firm. It opened. And there he was. Alejandro Castillo. Up close, he was even more devastating. Tousled dark hair, eyes that gleamed like storms behind a practised indifference. He leaned lazily against the doorframe, shirt half-buttoned, his smirk like a challenge carved into his face.

— he said proudly. “So that tour guide thing was all drama?” — Ceyda asked. “You can say that.” — he smiled. “But I missed an important character of my life.” — Alejandro added “Tell me, I’m curious to know.” — Ceyda replied “Maria” — he replied. “Maria?” — Alejandro repeated. “My fiancée” — he said coldly. Ceyda was drinking and she started coughing. Alejandro left his seat and went near to her, he tapped her back so that she can breathe and after few seconds, she was fine.

Have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you were someone else? Or if you could see yourself through someone else's eyes? My name is Alexander, and I’m an alpha. Everything isn’t as crack up to be as I thought it would. My days consist of doing paperwork and making sure people are following orders so things move smoothly. When my father told me about how much work owning your own pack is and how much time you spend running it versus living life like you did when you were a teenager. I didn't believe him, not for a second. Only because the way he taught me seemed way too easy. Sign this? Done. attend this meeting? No problem. He never warned me how lonely things would get. My si

Alejandro quickly closed the distance between us and met my eyes as he grabbed my bare butt under my dress. “ Easy access,baby, I told you I don’t want you wearing panties anymore. I want to be able to finger you under the table, Capish?” I gulped and he pushed my dress up before he placed one finger inside me then moved it out before bringing it to his mouth and licking it off.” Hmm, delicious.” I turned away, he was getting me flustered. LATER THAT NIGHT…. Isadora and Maria were so happy to see me and I was happy to see them. We talked about everything under the sun and she showed me my dress that Alejandro had ordered the seamstress to design for me. It was exquisite and I felt like a qu

I realized just how trapped I was. As the yacht moved out into the open water, a waitress appeared, offering us champagne. My hands trembled slightly as I took a sip. The alcohol did little to calm my nerves. “How does a lifeguard afford any of this?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. Alejandro chuckled, a dark, amused sound. “Well… let’s just say my father is the most powerful man on the island.” His words hit me like a punch to the gut. Alejandro was more powerful than I thought. I was in more danger than I had imagined.

Leah asked. “None, really. Sir Alejandro and Lady Elijah aren’t here, and neither is the Donya. You might get hired right away.” “Really? But… Elijah? Who is this ‘Elijah’? I’m Elijah—Alejandro’s wife! Did he remarry someone with my name? Did he leave Furtiza too?” Leah wondered as they walked to the maids’ quarters.