Alastor Scared Novels & Stories

The sight of him that way terrified me to my roots. As in the manner of dreams, the landscape of Alpha Chester's pack house suddenly fell behind, and I found myself in my family's house again. But this time, I was inside the house, and Alina was above me on the stairs, as we had been in the beginning. There was rage in her eyes, like before. But apart from that, her face had also turned into that of her wolf, which was even more horrifying than ever. Then she raised a hand to slash me across the face, and that landscape shattered as well.

And above, while the tempest raged on, the pack went on, every jagged breath a sworn vow against the advancing dark. Alistair and Diva's heart pounded wildly as they ran down the darkened corridors of the fortress. The walls trembled beneath their feet with the far-off growling of battles, each tremor a reminder of the chaos that they had managed to flee. Her mind was a whirlpool of emotions—fear, determination, and a nagging doubt regarding the man who was taking her deeper into the fortress.

Another tremor shook the ground violent enough to knock books off shelves and slam doors open down the corridor. Then came the sound. The low, echoing growl of something not born of a wolf. Not born of flesh. A sound that vibrated against bone and clawed at the soul. Lyra covered her ears, whimpering. “What is that?” My heart hammered in my chest. “It’s something that used to be my brother.” We ran. Down the stairs, past the gallery of portraits, across the east hall where the chandeliers swung dangerously overhead. Warriors bolted from their quarters, weapons in hand, but the moment they felt the force permeating the air, their steps faltered.

Is that the reason why his pale face is covered in Blush? Who could the unlucky bumpkin be? “Heyyy…Heyyy..Heyyy..Earth to Alastor….Earth To Alastor..” I called and he immediately snapped out of his so called trance. Instead of his ungrateful self to thank me for breaking that chain, he wanted to bite my arm off, could you imagine. My arm. I snapped it away from him, I mean, how would I drill into girl pussy's without my fingers? “Woah! Did you become more animalistic?” I asked and his glare doubled.

I warned and he laughed, grabbing my arm once again but this time more tightly. He began to drag me down the alley but I struggled against him. That was untill my saviour came for me. "Let her go." The voice carried nothing but terror and woe. I was reminded of the evil horror movie I had seen once when I was at home with Lola and Enzo. L'Angelo stood in the dark, his hands in his pocket. His silhouette screamed death as he gazed at us with anger. He took a step and walked forward into the light.

"I don't believe so. I'm not sure because you haven't found your mate yet." “Didnt you know I'm Caleigh Sanders? I am Alpha Chaste's mate!” she shouted angrily dashing into my side. She raised her right hand to punch me but I sidetracked causing her hand to pass me and her body was brought with her. "Oopss", I teased her. She gritted her teeth and face her back at me. I heard her murmur strange words making me worry a bit. "She's a witch." those words… she's a witch, I realized to myself. I have to be cautious around this girl.

I would rather lift my dress and dance bare-skinned in front of the High Council Judgment Hall on a sacred Sunday while howling a rogue war song. I shoot a panicked look at Lestat, then glance back at the heavy wooden door. Creepier is definitely still out on the stone path searching for my scent. Creepy could be circling the block right now. Worse yet, Tristan could be running toward this very building with a pack of warriors to force my mark onto the license. But can I really ask a High Alpha to go along with this madness? He might just push me away— "No," Lestat growls softly to the woman, his voice thick with the poison.

It seemed that their performance tonight would get them a lot of comments and bully from CreepyHells Channel fans. After leaving the house, they got back into the car and drove straight home. On the way, Luna looked back several times while continuing to feel uncomfortable. "Hey, what's going on?" asked Elly. "I feel like something is following us." "Who?" Sean who was driving was curious as he looked in the rearview mirror, but the road was empty and there was no one else but them. "I don't know. I just feel like... there's something wrong." Luna felt a bit nervous, and suddenly.... "Sean, watch out!"

Sliver pov {the devil rules} I shoulf have been terrified enough to run away like before, instead I couldn’t move. The man near the alter watched me in complete silence, his unreadable expression as rain fell hard on the church scared windows behind us. My instinct screamed danger, bloody not because he screamed at me or threatened me but because he looked like someone who would never do so. I suddenly felt pain in my throat. “i-I’m so sorry” I whispered quietly. “ I was just desperately looking for somewhere to hide”

He leaned forward mindlessly and then snapping out of it he grabbed her shoulder. “We need to go, now!” He shouted, scaring her out of her imagination. “R-Right! Let’s go!” “Right…” Alastair dropped a magic scroll on the ground and it warped into a black hole immediately. Alexis stared down the familiar thing, knowing the headache that was to come. She grabbed Alastair’s hand, he held it tightly as they jumped into the darkness. Somewhere along Alexis’ screaming she had clung on to Alastair for her dear life. Alastair stood calmly amidst the fall, enjoying the reaction more than he would ever admit.