Alastor Powers Novels & Stories

"The Phantom has been working in the shadows for years, slowly building an army of loyal followers. They’ve been infiltrating packs, sowing discord, and eliminating those who oppose their vision. Their ultimate goal is to create a new order where they rule over all packs with an iron fist." Sylvester's jaw tightened. "Why should we trust you? How do we know you're not part of their plan?" Alaric met his gaze without flinching. "I was once a part of their organization," he admitted. "But I left when I saw the true extent of their ambitions. I couldn't stand by and watch them destroy everything we hold dear. I have information that can help you, but you have to act quickly. The Phantom is plan

I saw her running into my direction as the whole land of our pack started to be eaten by the underground mouth of soils with a huge and deep whole. "Mom!" I shouted back with all strength I can exert, seeing my mom being swallowed together with the houses and whole place in one snap. My whole world fell down. My mom, the Luna of pure white wolf. My dad, the Alpha of the pack and the whole community. They were all eaten by the Goddess of Earth—Paramethra. It was catastrophic. Devastating. The wolves howl are full of grief—like a song of melancholy. I fell into my knees and cried like there's no tomorrow. I wanted to get revenge and get all of them out of the goddess mouth but I know I am not

Her gaze unwavering and sharp. 'Let's see what she has got,' he thought darkly. His palm tingled as he unleashed his power. 'Ah, it feels good,' he thought contently as he attacked Erica out of the blue. He looked at her with satisfaction as she staggered back as the flames rose up in the air and swirls of dust and debris created a veil of fog. His lips tilted up. They did not fear him just like that. If Rosa was the Queen then he was the wielder of three Elements—fire, air and earth, a feat rarely achieved any other mage.

“It’s not my fault if my body doesn’t want to! But I can assure you, my head and heart are in this. Untie me. I won’t run away or do anything.” “Shut up and just do as you are told.” Agatha hissed. “Now take her out of here!” “So this is just my fucking role here, to check if someone is lying.” Alastor scoffed in a loud voice while the witches were taking me off the pole and tying my hands again. I was calling on my spirits to tell me what to do next, but they were not saying anything. And with Alastor capable of appearing and disappearing around me, I had no way to get away from him. He could just snap my neck in an instant if he wanted to.

“No, you are not crazy,” Alastor said about to take a step forward towards her but seeing the expression of wonderment, confusion and wariness on her face, he sighed and stayed put, “Please brace yourself for what you are going to see next.” He said and then taking a deep breath in he closed his eyes and opened it again when Vevina saw that they were once again pitch black. She wanted to ask what was the trick that he was using to do it when she saw that Alastor’s hands that had been hanging on both his sides slowly started shaking. The nails elongated along with the fingers as hair sprouted out covering his wrist and the rest of it slowly started looking more and more like that of a beast’s

9) Alistair the Elemental: Alistair controls the elements, channelling the power of fire, water, earth, and air to unleash devastating elemental attacks and manipulate the environment. 10) Selene the Moonweaver: Selene draws power from the moon, granting her enhanced strength, agility, and the ability to harness lunar energy for healing and empowerment. 11) Orion the Thunderstrike: Orion wields the force of thunder and lightning, conjuring storms, directing bolts of electricity, and creating havoc with the raw power of nature. 12) Dante the Bloodbane: Dante possesses the power to control blood, both his own and that of others, using it to manipulate life force, induce paralysis and even drai

Maybe she was wrong about him– Then, he threw it away, way high up into the air as it sailed past until even she can no longer see where it landed. He gave her a boyish grin, followed by a thumbs-up. ...maybe not, Proserpina sighed at his antics. A being as persistent as Alastor Nyx would prove to be Proserpina’s downfall if she is not careful dealing with him; a handsome face that literally concealed a beast… if the lore concerning his kind during the full moon is to be taken seriously–the possibility of him overpowering her in a fight with sheer strength alone still stands, after all–then he might as well be a threat even to a minor deity like her.

Alston felt sorry for her, his heart and wolf tugging at him to say something to her, either make her laugh or make her smile but the words were not just forming in his head. How would it be someone like her that possesses such powers like they claim? This girl that cries at the least of things is the evil child that the goddess and witches have proclaimed? Or which one? Glancing at her to see her wiping her face, he wondered how she would feel when someone tells her she has evil powers, or he was looking for her just so they could bring her in and kill her. Her innocent pure and teary eyes as she has called his name the other time flashed in his face, she just couldn’t be the one, she could