Alastor Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

I can tell by the expression on her face that the truth of her new reality is finally dawning on her. Zoe must hear the panicked tone in her friend's voice because she wraps her arm around her shoulder and calmly replies. “Listen, Bree, what I was saying is the truth; Azazel is a demon, Lucifer is the devil and Fallon... well... Fallon is also supernatural. They're here because they're trying to stop Marina, aka Marael and Sahara, from bringing hell on earth. Sahara and Marael have been keeping you and me stationary until they can use us for their spell.”

I ask, needing a confirmation of what I already know. "You already know Sarrtina. There's Zacharie and Hasiah and they are just as dangerous as Sarrtina, if not more. Then there's Achilles." "She's the blonde?" "Yes." Zaralina says. "What makes her truly evil and vicious is the world of pain which has created so much darkness inside of her." For some reason I want to know more about this Achilles. When I saw her in my dream I felt like I knew her from somewhere, her eyes were oddly familiar. But it could be because all these nonhuman eyes look very similar.

I whispered. He groaned softly, leaning on his surprisingly strong umbrella. "The rules of the guardians Alice, and when you break the rules it's my duty as judge, jury, and executioner to punish you–" " –Wait, what? Executioner? I'm dying–" The magic man rolled his eyes and tugged his pocket watch to his face with a conflicted expression on his face. "Well Alice Idohosa, in one minute you will be sentenced to a lifetime in Hells Teen institution for the damned." He said calmly.

My wolf sounded mortified. Ana looked back and forth between me and the girl who was not a girl anymore. "Y...you...what did you do to Alisha!" she said and pointed at the goldfish flopping around in place of the nanny. "Looks like our kids have a new pet now. You better push her to the tub of water before she dies," I said dryly. "Ambrose! You can't just turn people into a fish! She was a werewolf too. Your own kind!" Analyn shrilled.

Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Leviathan all shrink their demon huge beast form to Belphagor size and one after the other they disappear too. Aragorn sighed and waited for either Amaya or Zelina to create their portal so that he could get out of here. The hotness of this place was getting into his skin. He noticed Amaya staring at Zelina in curiosity and that didn't escape Zelina's eyes either.

When I found the source of the evil aura, I realized that his powers are way stronger than I could ever imagine. It turned out to be Harold Armstrong, the former Beta of this pack. I had no idea that he knows about magic, I thought I was the most powerful being in this pack, not even in my wildest dreams would I have imagined something like this. He was performing a ritual when I spotted him in his basement. He sounded so furious as he mixed several potions together, he kept lamenting about the stubborn Alpha and how he blocked his access to the basement,

He had a striking resemblance to Alpha Xerxes with the same brown eyes, but instead his hair was a startling red colour. He was Apollo, brother to Alpha Xerxes. Suddenly Apollo rushed deeper into the cave and stared at the spot where the Soul Gem was supposed to be. Dark thick veins had begun to spread out from the spot, crawling towards the wall and slowly stretching towards the entrance of the cave. If the Gem wasn't returned, those dark veins would take over Hayden and the kingdom of the lycanthropes would be destroyed. "Whoever did this didn't come for Luna Izabelle",Apollo muttered.

“Sorry. I didn’t want to do this to you.” “Do what, Alistair?” I asked, utterly confused. “Don’t you see it, girl?” the shadow demon spoke in its eerie voice. “He is not Alistair. He is Xolmon, and I am Hepzibah. Benedict Astor sends his regards.” They cackled in unison at me. I was frozen with fear and shock. My spirit friend was the enemy’s servant!

‘A win for you is a win for me,’ Juanzo was saying, ‘We can’t let that blond prick win. ‘Agreed.’ Derith replied. In the next instance, there wasn’t just one Hind, but four. ‘What the fuck?!’ Alastor growled, his head whipping around, trying to keep track of the true Hind as the copies zipped back and forth. In his state of confusion, a puff of fire billowed into his face. Letting out a yelp, he dropped down on his belly and flattened his ears. He cringed as heat seared along his back. Juanzo pinned him by the scruff of his neck before he could recover.

July sat on her bed, confused and surprised to see Alastor with a serious face asked her to leave like that. She is really worried about him, and feels guilty that Alastor became like that because of her. The words Alastor spoke rang in July's head, teasing her. It was because of Alastor's condition, who was sick, that he said sloppily. July is confused to catch Alastor's speech and must interpret it in how.