Alastor Angry Mga Nobela at Kwento

Is that the reason why his pale face is covered in Blush? Who could the unlucky bumpkin be? “Heyyy…Heyyy..Heyyy..Earth to Alastor….Earth To Alastor..” I called and he immediately snapped out of his so called trance. Instead of his ungrateful self to thank me for breaking that chain, he wanted to bite my arm off, could you imagine. My arm. I snapped it away from him, I mean, how would I drill into girl pussy's without my fingers? “Woah! Did you become more animalistic?” I asked and his glare doubled.

Vegas glared at me "What..." "Why are you smiling, are you here to release me or what" why is he so angry "Oh," I say I look at his chain hand and try to drag the chain off him "ha, that fucking hurt, so you came here without a key or plan" fucking, I may not be human but I know that word is a bad word "who taught you to say that kind of bad word" I scowl at him "Are you fucking kidding me" "stop saying it"

“He's just a child Alastor, for God's sake! He's the same age as your daughter! He's already suffered enough with that curse! As a father, don't you have any compassion?!” “Compassion?!” Alastor laughed even louder. “He's not my child! Compassion? (spits out harshly) Don't be ridiculous. That child will threaten my throne!” Ben stared silently at Alastor. Alastor was overcome with anger, envy, and jealousy. He couldn't be persuaded by anything. He wondered how he could reach Cyrus. Even though he was a wizard, werewolves possessed incredible strength and speed. He would be caught before he could reach Cyrus. Dal moved forward, but Ben blocked him.

I recognized them immediately. “Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in,” one of the male vampires sneered, his words dripping with contempt. Alastair’s growl grew louder, his wolf bristling with anger at the disrespect. He was a fierce and formidable creature, not one to be trifled with. “I’ll show you what the cat dragged in, you stinking punks,” Alastair snarled, launching himself at the vampires before they had a chance to react. In an instant, he was engaged in a fierce battle, fighting them off with all his might.

I answer him without emotion. Santo releases the pressure of his fingers on my arm, but he doesn't back down. "You are a manipulative bitch. I should have known that from the start. You make me sick. And I feel like throwing up every time I see the way you play at breaking my brother's heart." I jerk my arm free and plant my heels firmly into the ground. I feel nothing but rage at his words. I openly defy him and silently thank God that Santo had the presence of mind to chase his men out of the hall. However, his words continue to echo in my mind.

He blew raspberries on her stomach, making her giggle more. "Uncle Chrish!!!". She called, smiling. "How're you, Angel?". Chris took her from Val's arms. "Phine". She replied. "Get a room". Val yelled at Lucian and I. Lucian was currently standing behind me with his arms around my waist as he placed wet kisses on my shoulders. "It's my house you little shit. I'll fuck my…". "Shut up!” I yelled at him. “Don't swear around my baby". I smacked his hand.

The tiny hairs on my arms and the back of my neck stood up straight and my skin itched. Mr. Deangelo stalked towards me and I whimpered as I stared into his cold eyes. I had seen him angry before, but this time, he looked deadly. His blue eyes crackled with fury, his face red, and his jaw twitched. The alpha standing before me was ruthless, and I could see the killer he truly was— the monster I had always heard about. And there I was, trapped in the lair of the monster everyone feared.

Apollo pushed me away from the door and said, “That was a very wrong thing you did, sweetie. You shouldn’t have provoked me. You shouldn’t have come with Kevin.” I was against his very hard chest muscles. Fear ran down my body in waves. He turned me against a wall and pressed his body into my back. His grip on my neck tightened. I tried to turn to look at him, but I couldn’t. I was trapped against a very angry, very maniac Apollo, and the wall, wrapped only in a towel. “Leave me or—” “Or what Natasha?” he said and tightened his hold further on my neck. I whimpered in pain as nothing but pure panic trickled in my blood. “Or I will scream.”

I can almost guess what is running through their minds right now. “Oh look it’s our little Luna. I am surprised the Alpha let you out of the house.” One guy snarks. I hear a growl come from my angel and I can feel my cock twitch in my pants. This is not the time for this even if hearing her growl is a fucking turn-on. “Dude do you want to die?” Myles yells. “As if she could hurt me.” The guy retorts. The next moment the asshole is on the ground. He lets out a grunt as his back hits the ground hard. My angel is standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. The whole of the training ground goes silent. No one even saw her move.

Stacey whispered at me. “It’s your fault, you witch.” We all watched Angela as she sat next to Lucifer. I thought he’s going to yell at her too or at least glare at her and ask her to go away. But he didn’t. And I don’t know why I felt envious and upset at the same time.