Alastor Chibi Novels & Stories

I mumble under my breath. Ashrac answers, "We took her to Uncle Sarn's castle. She wanted clothing and she was very tired. Why is she yellow, Father?" "We aren't sure," Bastian replies. "She didn't try to harm you boys, did she?" "No, she was very nice, even when we laughed at her. She's quite funny, though strange looking. Do you think she's a mutation?" Bastian wallops Ashrac with his tail. "No. And you read too many horror novels. She's a yellow dragon, a new color. She's... special."

I swallowed as he slowly took in what he saw in front of him. Then as if someone lit his tail on fire, he was sprinting. He was a black blur as he hurdled toward me. I dropped the chunk of meat. I heard people's screams from the other side of the fence. I was frozen in fear. Before I knew it, he had stopped and slowly crawled out of the tunnel. He stood -tall as a horse- toward me. Expressionless. His chest heaved as he panted. A soft noise of fear slipped from my lips. A plea. I was rigid. My ears ringing. I could make out Kari calling my name. I heard someone complaining that the door wouldn't open. It was stuck. Great. Alastor slid one huge paw forward, his eyes watching me. He froze whe

I could smell his fear. As I turned the corner, ax resting on my shoulder, he screamed. "AHHHH, THE MINOTAUR!!" I stopped myself from rolling my eyes. He looked about my age, though I was already seven feet tall and over three hundred pounds, unlike a human my age. Playing up the monster role I've been given, I let out a loud, angry bellow. Hippophorbas went wide-eyed and tried to scramble back.

Azael looks at me askance. -A lady who sometimes comes to clean, has been taking care of me since I was little. - Suddenly I want to know more about Azael's life, but knowing how little he likes me to ask him things, I decide to shut up. Meanwhile, he opens and closes cabinets until he takes out a jar with macaroni in it and another with tomato. - Macaroni? - Mmm ...- I say, starting to starve- I love macaroni -Azael puts them on the counter and approaches me with a seductive face. I, however, back away.

Right then, a guard rushed in with panic written across his face. "Alpha, bad news! Lisa escaped from the dungeon. She's heading toward the border!" I frowned. The border was where Black Wood Pack territory met the land of the vampires. What was Lisa doing there? I immediately led a group of warriors toward the border. When we arrived, Lisa was standing beneath the moonlight. She was surrounded by several pale figures cloaked in enormous black capes. Vampires? She had allied with vampires! "Freya, do you think you've won? If I can't have something, neither can you.

My dad and I were there for little to no moral support. Eventually, two wolves who I didn’t know appeared. They looked similar to Alastor. There was a boy and a girl, they looked like they were close to my age. The boy looked almost identical to Alastor. The girl was gorgeous, though, with long raven curls with the tendrils of yellow, teal, purple, blue, orange, red, and green peeking through her hair. She had pale skin and a nose ring. The green eyes they shared were Alastor’s. I assumed they were probably his siblings. The boy came forward; first, an enthusiastic smile was etched across his face. The girl stood behind him with a laptop pressed up to her chest.

If that wasn’t suspicious then nothing was. Josh was currently nestled between two guys much bigger than him, making him appear tiny. The guy on the right looked like a real playboy, a smirk coaxing his pretty-boy face. The guy on the left, however, was the complete opposite. This group was already tall as it is, yet this guy was ginormous and it didn’t help that he had a sick scar running across his face. Was this dude even supposed to be in high school? Were any of them really? Sure, they looked young but something about them made them seem much older than perceived. “Hey, I’m Alaster.”

Alastor's bright red eyes gleamed in anticipation, his blond hair was pulled back from his face in a tight ponytail. With a nod from him, the wolves stood to the side, sneering. Ronin knew the image he presented, an unbothered King caught up with his pet, not in the least intimidated by the challenge issued to him. Alastor’s eyes landed on Liora who was preoccupied with counting the rings in each fingerprint so she didn’t drop to her back to ask for belly rubs. Alastor smirked, “What’s this?” He jutted his chin towards Liora, “I do hope she is a part of the prize when I take the Helm.”

Alisa continued screaming at me. She raised her hand and slapped me, my face turning to the side in shock. Alisa is shocked when a large ball of water is thrown at her, stunning her. “I said, Do not touch my mama!!” Batya screamed as she pushed away from Arnou and Daciana, running to me. Everyone stared at Batya in shock as she stood protectively before me.

"This is bad." "Who is Behemoth?" Hydra asked when she saw a bit of fear in the eyes of the Princes of hell. Before anyone of them could reply her, the ground beneath them open and Belphagor, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Leviathan and Raziah (Lucifer) where standing on a very large hand of a beast, it's claws were the longest and largest ever seen which made them look small. Only the hand of the beast was seen but the chuckle that came out from the unseen beast was petrified.