Alastor Moody Book Novels & Stories

He sounded worried for his lover as he looked at the him and the book in his hands. Allistair's hands shook violently, the Book thrumming with its own will. "I… I can… I can destroy it all… everyone… everything…" Lucifer stepped closer in the blink of a moment, nearly chest to Allistair's chest. His hands wrapped over the Book, not to take it. Not yet, but to anchor it, to tether this chaos of Allistair's. In that proximity, the intensity of his devotion was palpable, maddening, impossible to ignore.

But everything happened so fast after that. My body emitted a light, and it came from my stomach. The white mist enveloped me as his hand halted precisely at my chest. I felt his claws pierce my skin, but he didn’t go further, as if he were frozen or he had chosen not to go through with it. “No!” he hissed. Alastor’s black eyes widened as he threw his body back and landed on his ass. I still couldn’t move, but I could see him inching backward, his claws gripping the earth, and his expression was far from surprised — he was terrified.

“A whole nest of rogues.” “Call us whatever you want,” Mara said. “We’re the only reason Silas is still alive.” Ava moved deeper into the chamber, the prophecy book still clutched to her chest. Something about the old carvings made her skin tingle — as if the walls remembered every oath ever sworn here. “Does Elias know about this place?” “No,” Silas said. “And we need to keep it that way.” He turned to Mara and Caleb. “How long until the Blood Moon rises fully?”

Alastor raised an eyebrow, thoroughly amused at her stubbornness–he expected nothing less from his mate, “Oh? I think you're forgetting the fact that I'm a werewolf.” “So?” “My dear goddess, I am not sure if you are aware of this but…” Alastor's eyes crinkled in mirth as he stared her down, “... I can actually smell your interest.” . . . “Desire is the kind of thing that eats you and leaves you starving.” –Nayyirah Waheed . . . At his revelation, her pretty pale face flushed with a vengeance–a bright pink along high cheekbones–and Alastor resisted the urge to cackle at such an endearing sight.

Jake stood, scratching the earth lightly with her paws, and overlooked the scenic picturesque, and there was serenity in her gaze. Alvaro’s face lightened in a wry smile. ‘Well, well. This just seems to get better and sweeter. And how it appeals to me that we all are in this grand game. I shall fight,’ he turned and began to walk away heatedly ‘but not today His body receded into a life-gargoyle as he laughed an unearthly laugh. His serrated wings were beating loudly and a shrill pitch rose from the disgusting thing. He looked up to the moon and gradually flapped away from the earth.

“The Sun Blood Pack is up to something dangerous. Adrian planned on attacking us by joining an alliance with the Moon Blood Pack. Their promise to him is to help him get Freda back.” I hit my hand on the desk before he could continue. It would be really dangerous for us if they ally. We need allies more than they did. “And?” I asked. There was no way Ava would send a message if she hadn’t planned something. Oman looked at me, then continued. “Ava claimed she was sent with one of the people who would represent them to deliver the alliance letter to the Moon Blood Plack. It turned out that Alpha’s son was a big womanizer. It was easy for her to gain his trust.”

Alice stared at Olivia with disdain, and then returned her gaze to Theodora " You still haven't learned that your kind can never be welcomed in our pack, Theodora, go elsewhere maybe the bloodsucking dead stinky fools will accept you but the moonlight pack will never do that " Alice proudly said as she was sure that no one will stop her from taking over.

Others laughed at her gloom and she closed her ears unable to hear their sickening noise. Cassy’s gawked at the dirty room—cobwebs sticking out on the tattered walls. The moon peered at the three dusty recliners from the left window. Opposite it, a carpeted staircase led to another floor opening into the world of oblivion. Maybe! A knife went hovering over her into the fire; the steel charred making ruthless love to it and a big book with an image of a woman with inflamed eyes fell near her. Her lips quivered as she read the title—A Trickster; An Evilest and The Sinister!

“So, even if you trapped us in here, your men hear it all?” “Yeah, they get it through Leon’s mind link,” he explains, remaining unmoved. Nodding, I let my eyes roam over the shelves around us again, noticing how the titles of the books are composed of symbols and letters that don’t make any sense. “This must require a great amount of trust in each other, as he could distort what he sees and hears,” I observe absent-mindedly, my eyes dissociating on the colorful book spines. “You are right,” General Alastor finally admits, making me tear my eyes from the full shelf and set them back on him. “But even if I didn’t trust him, I am positive enough that he would never do something like that.”

I sincerely hope you enjoyed reading my very first novel, An Alpha Bound By The Moon. Writing this book has been one of the most rewarding and challenging journeys of my life, and it means the world to me that you chose to spend your time in the world of the Moon Swept Pack. As a new author, every reader, page turned, and review left helps bring these characters and their story to life in ways I could only dream of. Your support and encouragement allow me to continue building this world and sharing it with you.