Alastair Supernatural Novels & Stories

Being young and beautiful, Celeste is the only daughter of the Marcon Family and was raised by Don Andres Marcon and Dona Saffira Marcon in their province. She was known to be an in-demand event stylist and a successful event planner. Everything is fine with her life, but she doesn’t remember anything about her childhood to her adolescence. She always felt that something was always missing in her life –not until she found out the truth when an unknown man came named Allastair and he claimed that she was his.

Scarlett said too cheerful for this early in the morning. I smiled and nodded stepping past her and dropping my handbag. I re-emerged and stood beside her to check up in the rooms for the Alphas and their guests. I saw the cleaners had completed 7 out of the 10 rooms and headed up to help finish the last 3. Midway up the staircase I started seeing spots and began breathing heavy. I sat down on the stairs trying to steady my breathing when Steve, one of the new employees found me. "Kitty are you ok?" He asked from behind me.

After he was done, he nodded his head and extended his hand to the right, “You may go in supreme mage.” Calhoun rolled his eyes, finally free to take back the sphere, and pushed it in his chest again. Then the two alphas stepped forward and the young man stretched his hand, blocking their entry. He repeated the same question again, “Identity?” “Dominic Castro, alpha of the red moon pack of Scrigis, am here on the invitation of the Ancient One.” “Valencia Raskin, alpha of the blood moon pack and archon alpha of Scrigis, am also here on the invitation of the Ancient One.”

“What in the name of the Lord?” I shake my head in disbelief. What sorcery is this? Sister Abbie said this belonged to my parents…but just who were my parents? An owl hoots and I jump a little. The leaves around me rustle too as if an animal lurks behind the trees of something. My imagination starts to run wild, what if a tiger or lion attacks? Or even worse, what if creatures from the underworld like werewolves and vampires come? I slap myself on the face. “Get a grip of yourself, Alisa!” I hiss. “You are a child of light! You are…oh wait…you’re not. You’re a succubus.”

I was still in one piece, except for the claw and bite marks on my neck and wrists. I couldn't remember exactly what had happened except for a hot night with a handsome man, who then wore a monster costume with a wolf's head or whatever it was called. Whatever it was was a mistake. I shouldn't have gotten carried away and done all this because this isn't what I came here to do. I'm here to investigate the deaths of my parents that felt so awkward-as well as the events of last night.

Just as things seemed to be slipping out of control, a figure appeared out of nowhere, wielding light magic that cut through the darkness. The stranger dispatched the creatures effortlessly, their form moving with grace and speed that left the group stunned. “I don’t have time for a proper introduction,” the stranger said, lowering their staff as the last creature fell. “But you’ll need me if you want to stop what’s coming.” Lucas was wary, but Seraphina stepped forward, recognizing the stranger’s power. “Who are you?” she demanded. “Alaric,” the stranger said, his eyes intense. “A rogue mage. And I’ve been tracking the Core’s rise. It’s not over. It’s not finished.”

HARRY'S POV "No one wants this relationship more than I do... But you know Harry.." Another gulp of wine went down my throat, the kick harsh, just like the thorny realities of this place, this place I hated most. Mark broke up with me because I had to fulfill my duty as heir of the Dog Clan, the weakest clan in the supernatural world. Come to this royal supernatural school and learn the prestigious ways of the supernatural beings and gain some skills and more importantly connection. 'Chuckles.'

The massive screen behind the main stage suddenly went black. The noisy crowd fell silent. Every werewolf in the hall lifted their gazes toward the platform. Drew snarled at me. "Freya, what are you playing at now?" I ignored him. The screen lit up again. A dimly lit healer's den appeared. Lisa stood in the center of the room. A werewolf was kneeling at her feet. Pinned to his chest was the insignia of the Beta of Black Wood Pack.

There was nothing to fear. "So," a voice boomed from behind the grand stone fireplace. "The little Aries hound has finally arrived. Who would have thought such a cold blooded killer could be so beautiful?" "I am not afraid of you," I said trying to steady my trembling breath. "Well, you shouldn't be, I don't bite," the voice murmured playfully stepping out of the shadows. Immediately I gasped taken aback by how gorgeous he was. This was Alpha Vergil the Blood Demon?

I stared at my hands in horror, feeling more useless than I ever had in my entire life. A sudden spark of hope flared inside my chest. I looked up at Lucy, my eyes widening. "Wait! You are a werewolf too!" I gasped. I scrambled onto my knees and reached out desperately to grab Lucy’s arms. "That means you can heal him! You can save Daniel!" Lucy looked down at my shaking hands. A quiet, painful shadow crossed her eyes. She slowly, gently pulled her hands away from my grip, taking a small step backward.