Alastor Chibi Novels & Stories

I asked feigning ignorance as usual "You think I wouldn't notice those eyes? You think I wouldn't notice those curly toes? You think I wouldn't notice those shiny thighs?" My cheeks turned red with embarrassment and I lowered my head. "What is it you really want? He asked, this time looking really serious. "You". I answered in one simple word. "Listen little girl"....., he was still talking when I cut him short. "Hey easy, do not call me a little girl any more, I'm no longer that little girl you know, I will be twenty-three soon, and anything above twenty ain't little." "I see," he replied and licked his lips again, triggering every living hormone I had in me.

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.

This was where the demon would attempt its final ascension, seizing complete control over Alex's body and soul. Without wasting a moment, Mia and Heartman began the ancient chants, their voices harmonizing with an ethereal resonance that filled the chamber. The words reverberated through the air, a powerful incantation designed to weaken the demon's grip and dismantle the altar. But just as the chants reached a crescendo, the ground beneath them began to tremble. The stone floor cracked open, and Alex emerged, flanked by his loyal followers who had been twisted and corrupted by the demon's influence. Their eyes glowed with a sinister crimson light, and the air crackled with malevolent energy

“Because in this pack, there is no room for the weak—even if you are the one destined for me” I smirked at him. “In that case, let’s get married as soon as possible,” I challenged. He stared at me intently. I didn't look away. I met his challenging gaze with my own. “I thought my Luna would be weak, but you are quite brave,” he suddenly commented. I didn't lower my gaze. Instead, I tilted my chin up higher. “An Alpha shouldn't rely on assumptions. It shows weakness,” I said arrogantly with a smirk. Kilian’s brow furrowed slightly. I felt the air around us change—a warning that his wolf was starting to become aggressive. He grabbed my arm firmly, not enough to hurt me, but enough to make me f

"If you can't come up, I can come down." Katrina stares at her. "What?" Katrina smiles, "I used to wonder the kind of wolf that would be the king's mate. Since he hadn't found his mate, we all figured she wasn't going to be from Eldrida. To be honest, there were rumours that he was cursed or destined to be without a mate. But then, I used to think, what would her personality be like? Would she be one of the werewolves that think witches are beneath them? Trust me, there are few of those. So I'm just glad that you happen to be a witch as well, that means we're safe. I didn't ever imagine that you'd be so cool though, you're the perfect mate for the king."

He engulfed me in a hug then spoke in a low almost indecipherable tone. “Your mummy is gone.” That was all he said. No words of comfort or anything. Just that. I run into the living room where the birthday was supposed to happen and I found her with scratch marks on her neck with blood pooling around her. It was gnarly and till today, my father, Demon Lord Altyre has vowed to avenge her death

Ich felt nothing from it and just ignored it, the 5-year-old girl having not enough strength to actually hurt him. "Breathe heavily?! I do not--!" "Really? Then why did I mistake you for a goat?" "A goat?! Then what are you, a chimpanzee?!" Ich smirked, his golden eyes glittering from amusement. Ich leaned in, his face close to Alesteria, as the smirk on his lips never disappeared; it even became wider as he looked at her eyes. "Really? Am I a chimpanzee in your eyes?" He asked her lowly, confidence lacing in his voice.

“Not so fast.” We look up and see Alastor in his human form. He has a malicious grin as I see his eyes turn red. He is going to cook us alive. As he prepares to throw a fireball at us he is struck in the shoulder with an ice spear. He growls and glares at Maliyah. “Wait your turn my dear niece.”

Harlow growled and transformed into a large gray Lycan. Alastair grinned with a crooked smile. “Baby, I was already in hell.” He transformed into a black Lycan standing 6 ft 8”. His head nearly touched the hanging chandelier. Using shadow magic, I trapped Alastair’s feet to the ground. Black shadows gripped his ankles in place, enough to give Harlow an opening. At super speed, Harlow shredded Alastair’s body. Though his feet were bound, Alastair’s hands were still free. His hand swung faster and slammed Harlow’s body into the wall. We were too late to see it.

And standing closest to the fire is no other than Alastair. He’s not wearing a robe. In fact, he’s not wearing much at all. He only has a loincloth, and while his physique is amazing, I find it hard to see. Mainly because black hair is starting to cover his body. At first I thought he’s smiling, but he’s only baring his teeth, showing his sharp incisors. Longer and pointier than normal. His gray have become pure white, much like the moon. Much like the eyes of the wolves in the forest.