Alastor Crying Novels & Stories

All the fictional men were sick of me. Tear drops rolled out of my eyes. I couldn’t stop them. I was ready to roar-cry with the undeads. “W-W-Why are you crying?” Alphonse paled. “You shouldn’t be crying.” It made it worse. My tolerance was over. I cried. “No, shit.” He wiped the tears away from my cheeks. His fingers were warm, but his pupils were quivering uneasily. “You shouldn’t cry. I would be in trouble if --”

Charlotte turned to see the battle arena where Eric was still punching that non-responsive Casper. A knot in her stomach alarmed her, she left everyone and darted across the cheering crowd. “The fight is over, why are you not stopping Alpha? He is blinded by fury, Casper will be killed by him.” Her query was responded by the Court official’s strange expressions, “You should think about yourself, Miss Charlotte. You are the one to endure the pain. Brace yourself!” . “What do you mean by the pain?” Chat was dumbfounded with this new development. “After your mate's death, a part of your soul will be ripped off permanently. Stay strong.”

Alastor growled impatiently. "Only a kiss. Do not touch me." My heart was bleeding. Marcel, please forgive me. Lisa began to sing. Her voice was melodious. The lyrics was gripping at my heart, tugging at my soul. She was asking me to hold on. But I leaned in. And I kissed Alastor's lips. He groaned, grabbing my waist. "You taste so freaking good, baby. I can't wait to fuck you." I was disgusted, but I didn't let it show.

He was gone. “Hyacinth…” I began, my voice trembling. “No!” she screamed, cutting me off. “No, he’s not gone! He can’t be!” She pressed her hands against his chest, as if willing his heart to start again. “Wake up, Alistair! Please!” Her cries broke something inside me. I wanted to take her pain away, to shield her from the cruel reality, but I didn’t have the words. Behind us, Xenon’s cold laughter echoed through the room.

"I'm Allastair." His deep black eyes made Celeste's knees become weak. She could feel her heart beating so fast that it also made her hands shake. "A-Allastair?" Celeste said, out of nowhere. The man suddenly smiled and she felt that his grip become tighter around her waist. Celeste suddenly felt a familiar feeling that she couldn't explain. "Do you remember me?" he asked seriously.

Maybe Miss C was up to her normal birthday shenanigans and had the kids all hiding in corners of the common room to jump out and scream “SURPRISE!” Smirking she took two steps at a time up to the front door, which was cracked open. “Miss C?” Ally pushed the door open. Walking over the threshold her nose was met with the smell from this morning. The enticing smell of the best steak ever made. Her eyes burned. Fuck. Not now…really. She covered her eyes with her sunglasses. She would be able to explain wearing glasses inside easier than her liquid tar, non-human eyeballs. “Miss C? A.J.? Alright guys you can come out now!” she tripped making her way through the hall to the common room.

I was feeling the pain of the sprinkles of holy water being thrown at me, it's like glass cutting through my flesh. I was wailing with pain as every words written in that stupid bible cuts my insides, I can feel my bile rising up my stomach as I vomit brownish green fluids out. I can feel myself weakening. It's as if my soul is being cast out of Cassidy's body.

Even the books I have do not have an agreed appearance for the God of Death. “Asterion!” I heard my name being called. It felt like I was underwater. I groaned as there was a loud chorus of voices calling my name. “Please. Please wake up. Please don’t leave us alone.” someone cried, and I felt tears on my face. Are they my tears? No, someone's crying above me, and it’s their tears hitting my face. Why do they cry?

And I ruined everything. Santo slides his hand over my elbow and pulls me toward the elevators again. He angrily presses the call button and turns to me. His voice has dropped a tone, and I can hear a hint of remorse in it. "Stop crying. It is too late for all that. Do you think I enjoy having to go out and get you? Do you think I get off on seeing you cry or tremble in front of me? Pezzo di merda... (Holy shit*)."

Laila, I might not be there beside you but I'm always with you, talk to me Laila let me take away all your pain and fear" Listing to his comforting words I let down my guard, tears ran down my cheek and I cried hysterically letting all my fear and anxiety flow through my tears after I was done crying I felt very calm and as though the heavyweight was lifted from my shoulders my body felt relaxed. "Are you feeling okay now?" he waited for me to finish crying and asked calmly "Yes, I feel relaxed" "oh, that's good" he paused for a while and continued "hi, Laila it started raining all of the sudden" "Really? that's very nice Luca" I replied "Nice? no dear it's not because the weather forecast