Alastor Powers Novels & Stories

And I deeply hope that they are strong enough to chew off this crystal that keeps my girl away from being her other forms without her control. “Wakey-wakey, Vitch Princess! Ooh, that sounds like a good pun, though. What do you think? Vampire and b*tch. Oh, I mean witch.” I heard Asteria’s voice jeering and laughing at her unfunny joke, and I opened my eyes and saw my mate being chained down to a metal chair which she sat on earlier, and both her feet up to her knees seemed to be eaten up by the concrete surface. Hmm, one of them must have the power to control the element earth.

Kai was motioning for him to choose someone with real power - a God or at least an alpha. Gearry shook his head. He turned to the largest Alpha - a Bear Alpha who had a slave girl in tow. The slave was almost naked and had a power level of just above zero Gearry smiled at the large bear-man. "I choose...."

He asked all of a sudden. "I don't know what you are talking about. He was born with the power." King Jold answered. "Don't lie to me Jold, I know the truth. Do you know how hard it is for me to come up with such a befitting title for his power 'god of the tornado' and your dumb son fell for it. Vampires are not demons and they cannot have darkness as power, they can have any other power but for darkness, which belongs to us demons so tell me. So tell me, how did some of Dark darkness became Aragorn own, and why are you lying he got the power when he was born when you definitely got the power from Dark himself."

As if summoned, the Sovereign’s laughter cut through the storm like glass across skin. “You think I’ll fight you alone, little fireborn?” he purred. “You think I’ve come this far just to fall to a girl still learning what her blood can do?” Lyra turned slowly to face him. He stood just inside the tear, half-shadow, half-corpse. His antlers twisted with blackened gold. Eyes empty as a dark void. And behind him—spirits screamed. Thousands. Maybe more. Each soul fed into the writhing power coiling around him like smoke.

"Fine. Keep your secrets. But understand this. A mate can be a strength or a weakness. If your enemies figure out who it is before you claim them, they'll use that against you." "I'll keep that in mind." She left. I sat alone in the study, her words echoing in my head. A mate can be a strength or a weakness. Stefan was both. And I had no idea what to do about it. My phone rang. An unknown number. I answered cautiously. "Hello?" "Alpha Adrian." The voice was distorted. Mechanical. "Congratulations on your coronation." "Who is this?" "Someone who knows the truth about your father's death."

“Why would you say that?” He shakes his head and retorts. “Because Apolliana is Abaddon.” I reel back as if I was slapped in the face. “What the bloody hell are you talking about, Michael? Lana is not Abaddon. The scriptures all say that I am Abaddon.” “They are wrong, Lucifer. The fates confirmed it after we imprisoned her. Apolliana is Abaddon. She is the destroyer. She had already shown signs of her immense power. That is why we couldn’t risk letting her out of her prison. Once you forfeited your place in heaven, you damned her as well. Rapelles toi,” Remember. “It’s all about balance. She is the second half of your soul, but her soul was dying, killing all of the good inside her. The fat

By his side was exactly where she belonged. As soon as he felt all of her, he felt ALL of her. They were connected more than physically. He felt his demon intertwine with hers and his body was burning. This was their power. He pulled his eyes away from her body long enough to see the birds falling from the sky. It was storming. The sky could actually be falling. Imagine what they could do when they were actually trying. “Ally.” He tapped her thigh. She turned her head to look outside, but didn’t stop. The site seemed to have lite something inside of her.

I smiled softly back to him, before he made a step toward me. I stopped moving and was suddenly fearful of his power. He continued toward me and I was paralyzed in fear. I could not move away from him. Was this his power that would destroy me in the afterlife? Had I died and gone to hell since I had killed the Rogue King? I knew it would be considered sacrilegious to kill given that I was a healer. But I had to do what was necessary to protect everyone important in my life.

“He's just a child Alastor, for God's sake! He's the same age as your daughter! He's already suffered enough with that curse! As a father, don't you have any compassion?!” “Compassion?!” Alastor laughed even louder. “He's not my child! Compassion? (spits out harshly) Don't be ridiculous. That child will threaten my throne!” Ben stared silently at Alastor. Alastor was overcome with anger, envy, and jealousy. He couldn't be persuaded by anything. He wondered how he could reach Cyrus. Even though he was a wizard, werewolves possessed incredible strength and speed. He would be caught before he could reach Cyrus. Dal moved forward, but Ben blocked him.

Only Vador and Aleister knew about her,she was a very powerful witch with healing powers and the ability to summon souls. "I need your help godmother," Vador replied. "What is it again Aiden," "I need a spell to make Ava invisible.The elders want her out of my life." "Oh,the girl you love.Don't even give me that look,Aleister told me everything the last time he came visiting." "I do not," Vador bit his lips eying Aleister. "Is that all?" "I need you to summon her brother's soul into this stuffed dog. "You care so much for this girl," Alizon laughed.