Alastor Christmas Novels & Stories

The letters were not carefully printed; they looked rushed and hungry. The book talked about a demon god called Korvath. The name felt like a bruise. According to the pages, Korvath could grant wishes. Any wish, so long as you paid the price. The writing described rituals with red ink and pictures that made my skin crawl. There were steps to please Korvath and long lists of sacrifices and bargains. The book showed diagrams of altars and called for blood at midnight and ashes as proof.

he teased. “Says The Chad Stoneface.” She countered. “ Six whole days you're all brood and the last you've transformed into an absolutely different person.” “Well, it's Christmas and I got something great this year.” “Oh really boss, and what could that be?” He leaned in so close to her ear that she could smell his cologne. And then his lips tugged slightly as he whispered. “You. Santa gave me a Jasmine for Christmas.” Jasmine's heart raced, she could feel her heart doing an awkward somersault. She looked at Chad again making sure this was real and she hadn't misheard him. He had a mischievous smile on his face.

“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.

He asked. Pulling a grumpy face, she leaned forward and looked into his eyes. "I know you won't remember me. But... unfortunately, I am the dumbass who died for you, baby." Alastair wasn't caught off guard. Not even for a second. Witches' eyes were all about trickery. Ryle's claws were out to take action but he stopped himself when Alastair shook his head and then, smirked at the witch. "Are you saying that I didn't kick your sexy little ass and strangle your lovely throat to death?"

Alastor replied dismissively. “What’s it for?” Ashton pressed. “That’s none of your business,” Alastor shot back, his demeanor shifting to one of irritation. He has to be an alpha since he confidently spoke to Ashton that way, and Ashton appeared to be wary around him. After a moment, Ashton asked out of the blue, “Are you responsible for the note?” “What note?” Alastor asked, puzzled. Either he doesn't know, or he is such a good actor. But we certainly can't tell that yet.

Elder Witch Una who saw the change in Mana in Hilena looked really scared. “I curse you; the Alphas blood of the Olun clan to become immortal, unless they begged to be killed by pure blood witches like me. I curse you; the Alphas blood of the Olun clan to experience feeling the blood in your bodies burn to the depths of your souls at your rut period except if you find your mate. I curse you; Alphas blood of the Olun clan if you find mates but not love them to feel mental hell everytime you all slept with them.”

What I mean is, you might be good with fire and moving things with your mind. But there are people out there who are immune to your witchery. They have had spells cast on them to prevent any sort of witchery affecting them. Jax was a dangerous man, a rogue at that who's to say he didn't have such immunity? 'Do you understand what I'm trying to say, Tamara?' The Alpha asked. 'No, I'm sorry I don't. ' I replied kindly. 'Had Jax smelt you before you had seen him, trust me things would have been very different. Your gift to cloak your scent helped you. ' I didn't want to imagine being ambushed by that dead man.

The two slaves who worked for the enchantress lifted the slain lamb and allowed the blood to pour onto Balthazar's head overflowing to other parts of his body. As this was happening the incense pot which already had burning coal was lifted towards him and the flames turned to smoke as more incantations were said this continued till the lamb was drained of all its blood. The servants took the lamb and left, the councils of elders and the beta who had returned from his trip formed a circle around Balthazar while the enchantress read from the ancient scroll. "It is finished." She said, "The land is free from every curse." As soon as she said this a loud howl was heard from the deepest part of t

Alpha for Christmas Livia's POV “Is this the place?” He asked warmly while curbing the car to a corner. “Yes, it is.” I exhaled heavily in relief. The ride was smooth and quiet, and stealing a look at the environment from the car, the place had changed a lot. I was thinking my parents would never renovate the family duplex but they did a good job in it - who knew if it was because it was Christmas and I would be coming over with a guest?

Flames dance with grace, water cascade in mesmerizing waves, earth rise and fall in harmony, and gusts of wind whirl around the room. The crowd gasps and applaud, their eyes fixed on the mesmerizing spectacle. Katrina and Samantha come to stand beside Sarah to watch the display. Jason seems to be enjoying the display with her but Sarah knows it's just a ruse. She can see Lukas lurking around and scanning the audience intently. At the climax of the performance, a witch steps forward with a globe in her hands. Katrina nudges Sarah and when she looks at her, she nods towards the lady bringing the globe.