Alastor Scared Novels & Stories

He growled in temper. "No, you cannot. You touch her and I will chase you like an evil spell and rip the flesh out of your bones. You have no idea about the damage I can cause to you." The beast was not happy with the threaten used by Alexander. When every human on earth feared even his gaze Alex was the only man who can not only go angry but also counter him. He knew the mortal was somewhere right but he did not want to admit. As long as the truth doesn't uphold before him the vampire is safe.

away from the cliff edge. If the Boulder Throw would hit him, for sure, he would fall at this cliff. But before that, he needed to prepare himself for the monster's attack. Yman noticed that his deity Sistela was silent. It looks like she was mad at him. Floating beside Almina was his system deity named Cal. He was asking his owner Almina. "W-Why, Mr. Cal?" Almina was flustered, questioning back her deity.

“Or are you just wanting to flirt? I can leave you alone if that is the case.” ‘ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?,’ my wolf barks, piercing his claws into the walls of my mind, triggering my eyes to close shortly, before I can subdue the pain and force them to open again. I really don’t want to seem like the creep here. “Oh,” General Alastor laughs in an annoying manner, and I scrunch up my face. “No, no. I was meaning to come and pick you up to show you the newest results of our investigation.”

Alaster walked into the room, his gaze moving to where Xander previously stood and clarity washed over his expression as he turned back to Alex and Josh. “Did Xander visit?” Alex was the one to answer with a meek nod before shaking his head and snapping himself out of whatever fearful trance he’d been under. He gave Josh a little shake which led the other to follow. “What was that?” Josh asked, turning to Alaster who looked exasperated more than anything. “It seems Xander had left you in a little fear induced paralysis, it’s something that happens when prey find themselves in the presence of intense killing intent,” Alaster spoke, rubbing his temples before waving his hand.

Alessia's POV I looked around and I didn't like what I saw. Black candles, skulls and bottles with stuffed insects there. There is also an altar there and there is a skull with horns in the middle. I was uncomfortable and still nervous even though I couldn't see the girl. Maybe because of the scary appearance of magic. "What you need is here, Lord Stefano." I only heard voices but I was still terrified. I didn't look anymore because I felt it would only make me feel worse.

He looked at Astasha and then the Prince, who was fastening his pants as he came to stand next to her. “Errant..." Calder began, but the sorcerer cut him off. "Where is the demon?" Astasha realized at once it was more than just anger that radiated from him, it was also fear, fear that the enemy had been unleashed upon them. She held her arms out to the side as she took a small step forward. "I know you will not take my word, so see for yourself." She watched as his eyes grew wide with horror and disbelief.

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.

Rose managed to choke out through her cries. “What the hell was that scream about? Are you okay?” Harriet and Alastor rushed into the room. As I was about to open my mouth to attempt a response, Alastor pushed past us and picked up the box. His whole body began to tremble at the contents. “What? What is it?” Harriet asked, walking to her mate but gasped loudly when she peered over his shoulder. One hand flew to her mouth and the other to Alastor’s shoulder. “Rose, where did you get this?” Alastor snapped as he turned on his heel to face us. Alastor was a person who kept his emotions in check and rarely let them show to anyone. His face flushed with anger and fear.

The second they informed me what happened, I got on the plane, making my way back to London without thinking twice about it. Alastor was the first to see me, "He is okay," He informed right away, probably reading the furious look in my eyes, "He is inside," He added and I was already making my way there. My eyes fell into him, sitting on the couch, all small and...scared.

All I know is that when all seems lost and I am at the point of death, about to cross the bridge between life and death, I am resurrected, fully charged with powers and strength unimaginable. I know that is why people are afraid of me; they should be. I have looked at death, I have seen his face, and I have lived. I have gone to the other side and come back. I am not afraid of anything. That is why I am confident that I won't be defeated by a mere alpha. I am 100 percent sure that that is Clayton's voice. The slimy bastard thinks that he can protect himself from me by using people like he always does.