Alastor Creepy Novels & Stories

Rose managed to choke out through her cries. “What the hell was that scream about? Are you okay?” Harriet and Alastor rushed into the room. As I was about to open my mouth to attempt a response, Alastor pushed past us and picked up the box. His whole body began to tremble at the contents. “What? What is it?” Harriet asked, walking to her mate but gasped loudly when she peered over his shoulder. One hand flew to her mouth and the other to Alastor’s shoulder. “Rose, where did you get this?” Alastor snapped as he turned on his heel to face us. Alastor was a person who kept his emotions in check and rarely let them show to anyone. His face flushed with anger and fear.

Feelings of dread came over her and she could feel her heart in her throat. Ally knew when she flipped the switch there would be another birthday surprise she wasn’t going to be able to handle. She flipped it anyways. Another great masterpiece painted by the late Leonardo da Vinci creeped into her mind, Last Supper, but the Rob Zombie edition. The birthday decorations where all still there. In fact, someone took great care to arrange all of the bodies in the chairs. Some were wearing party hats, other had noise makers in their mouths. Looking at the floor she saw Jeremy’s hair tousled and matted with blood. He was missing his arm, the one that sent her over the edge this morning. He wa

Lucas had been gone for hours, leaving me to the not so careful ministrations of Magda. The wart nosed witch who I had clobbered over the head with a candlestick. She was hunched forwards with a permanent hunchback and cloudy milky white eyes signalling that her eyesight was diminished with cataracts. She almost looked like she had taken a step out of a Greek mythology book and was actually one of the fabled grey sisters, who determined all living creatures fate. Perhaps she was, all myths derived from elements of truth. Any second now she was going to pull out a pair of rusty old scissors and cut my life cord into two. I held back a giggle at the thought.

Hecate emanates a talisman from the bag similar to the one Diana gave me before except it was black and silver unlike my golden one. “You wanted to know everything about him, don’t you?” she asked tauntingly playing with the talisman. I remained passive tried not to show anything on the surface. “Oh dear, this mate ship is the only thing that I couldn’t understand. He rejected you yet you drawn to him like a moth drawn to the fire.” She was right, my cheeks heated at the realization. “You will pay for it Esma. He is a monster. His own goddess despised him.” Hecate tried to convince me one more time before putting the talisman in my right hand.

"I will kill all the members of your family if you do not offer yourself to me. I will bring you to the situation when you will intentionally come to me and plead to save your family members by offering yourself to me." Amara walked helpless towards the haunted mansion. She felt numb and lifeless for the happenings around her. The words of the sage begin to ring in her ears. "It will be the dark night without the moon, the onset of heavy storm and the shrill howls of dogs. There will be an unfathomable clamor present in the atmosphere, the unwelcoming cries of the eagles and the uproar of tumult yowls from everywhere around will be the indication to alert you it was the one and only day in y

“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.”

He looked like he was slowly losing his mind. "What do you want from me? Let me go!" I screamed but the man only laughed. As if on cue, the evil Alpha walked into the room. His laughter echoed inside the room and merged with the mad scientist's. He came to a stop over my bed and looked down at me. "I told you was going to uncover the secrets of your vampire blood and I will use it to my advantage. I will use it to conquer the world," he stated. I started crying again. "Why won't you just leave me alone? Leave me! Let me go! Let me go!" I screamed.

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

My heartbeat slows down as he walks ahead lazily. Aleister lets out a loud growl again. I gasp, shifting my attention to him. The darkness gathers around him. If he looked scary before, he looks monstrous now. I think about getting up and saving myself but I don’t get the time. As expected, when he truly wants to finish something he will appear like a Grim Reaper, ready to take the soul without a care. A scream erupts from my mouth as he skips past the distance. For a second, I believe that this is the end. He won’t spare me now.

Added one more line, because the evidence demanded it even if I wasn't ready for what it meant: Which means they knew I was coming. Before Alastor did.