Alastor Crying Novels & Stories

An eternity passes before I see pink, not blue, pink chubby arms flail around, and the most gorgeous scream I've ever heard pierces the room. I fall back into the bed, closing my eyes and exhaling a huge breath. Another minute passes before Alia returns with my now crying, very angry daughter. "She's just fine, Luna; sometimes they need a little help remembering they need to cry when they come out," Alia tells me as she lays her skin to skin on my chest and puts a blanket over her.

As if on cue, her laughter filled the air, burning through me… light and carefree. Albena. She turned to me, her green eyes shining with joy as she reached out her hand… but her laughter vanished. The world trembled beneath me. Then lips opened in a silent bloodcurdling scream that shattered the peace. She settled her eyes on the heavens. I followed her gaze only to see horror. A balcony stood in the distance. Two figures watched from above—a woman dressed in white, a man beside her. Their faces were familiar, yet blurred by the quickly darkening clouds. A figure emerged from the darkness, silent as death.

He had made me drink vampire blood. Tears started flowing down my face. I couldn’t stop them. They came fast and heavy, making my whole body shake. “My lady, what’s wrong?” Aria asked, looking very confused. “Why are you crying? Your injury is healed. You should be happy.” “Please don’t cry,” another maid said. “Everything is okay now.” But they didn’t understand. They didn’t know what this meant. They didn’t know what Lucan had done to me or what I might be becoming.

I answered with a chuckle; the blackness I had cast myself in shimmered with amusement. "Then who?" She half sobbed, turning to look at the massacre and heated inferno, her eyes filling with sadness, "Who was THIS cruel?" She mumbled through the roaring flames. "You really don't know?" I asked with hilarity, seeing her shake her head, turmoil swimming in her beautiful green eyes. I wondered if she would try to see through my glamour and see me for who I truly was, she was able to IF she tried.

They moved like ghosts, their blades glowing with an unnatural, dark light. Alaeric was fighting like a demon, his grey eyes flashing with a desperate, wild fury, but he was losing. He stumbled, his sword slipping from his grip as a massive warrior stepped behind him, a dark-steel blade raised high to strike his unprotected neck. “ALAERIC!” I screamed. In the vision, he turned his head. For a heartbeat, he looked right at me. His eyes weren't cold anymore; they were full of a heartbreaking, silent goodbye. Then, the world shattered.

Billy’s apology fell on deaf ears as Alicia was too deep in panic to even hear Billy. She was too scared to think. Her thoughts raced to Rey, the only person she could think of in this desperate situation. “H-help me…” As Alicia tried to feel the White Amber on her finger, she realized she couldn’t. This discovery broke her heart even more, and tears fell from her eyes. “P-please help me… anyone… Rey…” Even though her prayers fell on deaf ears, Alicia couldn’t stop mumbling to herself. … Until she finally fell unconscious once again.

“I have nothing left to lose. If I die, I will bring you all with me.’ Alastor’s eyes start to glow silver and at first I am confused at what he is doing, but I soon realize he is trying to use all the elemental powers at once. This will surely kill him. Kat begins to wrap vines around Alastor to try and keep him in place, I send ice spears that pierce several parts of his body. Alastor cries out in pain but still calls on all his powers.

“If I couldn’t protect Artemis, how would I be able to protect my mate?” Quickly I dropped to my knees in front of the chair Alastor sat in. His head hung dejectedly in his hands. A single tear spilled from his eyes rolled down his cheek only to linger on a scar before dripping off of his chin. I placed my hand on his knee, causing him to jump slightly.

My heart was heavy, weighed down by a grief so profound it felt like it might crush me. Tears streamed down my face, hot and salty, as I struggled to come to terms with what had happened. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of sorrow, unable to keep my head above water. Every breath hurt, every beat of my heart a reminder of what I'd lost. I felt like I was walking through a nightmare, unable to wake up from the pain that surrounded me. “Why are you crying?” Alastor asked, wiping the tears away from my face with his fingers.