Alastor Scary Novels & Stories

Alastor moved through it all like he'd been here a thousand times, -–well he probably does— leading us down alleys and through shadowed passages. Finally, he stopped in front of a nondescript door in a back street. "Here," he said, knocking three times. The door opened a crack. A woman's face appeared. She had sharp features, dark eyes and a scar running down her cheek. "Alastor," she said flatly. "You've got some nerve." "Good to see you too, Sera." He smiled. "Can we come in?" She looked past him at the rest of us, her gaze lingering on me.

She jumped down from the stool finishing her task when a sudden verbal onslaught startled her, “So, here is that ingrate little one, who didn’t even remember the promise of favor repayment. Hypocrite!” Charlotte gulped hard before turning to face him. She looked at him frozen, glued to her spot. What else she could do when Alpha was deliberately shirt-less to scare her. She, who had just seen men naked in films or social media, flushed red at this open display. She was noticing Alpha’s upper body’s was different from the pictures she had seen where men had skin to tanned body colors.

It was so liberating for him, that little by little and without realizing it, he began to shout it. "I am not a monster! I am not a monster!" He was screaming, louder and louder. Convinced for some strange reason that he was not a freak. Jonah ran out of his house and screamed that he was not a monster. He was running so fast that he had to hold Alma's head in his hand so that it wouldn't bother him. The people who saw him pass by looked at him strangely, his presence provoking disgust. But the children were afraid to see him. They wondered in their innocent little minds who was that strange little man, who possessed the color of the night and carried on his shoulder a strange head?

she said firmly before pushing me away again. I feel like I've been stabbed in the stomach. The alarm clock I had programmed rings on the icy table in my office. It is the end of the dream. We both jump when there is a knock on the door. I am so stunned that I do not realize Lucia is already walking towards the door. I see her straighten up and raise her head like a queen. Then she delicately pulls the handle. A high-pitched scream is heard, bringing me out of my lethargy, and I see with horror the whore my cousin had planned to send me.

Xavier finally said as he stepped aside, and his friends did the same. Everyone thought that they were done with him the time being. But, when he reached the stairs, Xavier smiled wickedly before pushing Landon off the stairs. Some of the students who witnessed what happened screamed out of shock and fear. Nancy, Max, Alex, Sara, Hilary and Henry, Vans, Ayesha, and Olga all watched as everything took place. Nobody moved, especially when Xavier said: 'None of you saw anything.' --------------------

“You can’t deceive me, what is your name?” “My name is Jonathan Shaw…” “I command you in the name of Jesus Christ, tell me your name!” he ordered with his voice slightly raised. Father William splashed Holy Water on him and holds a wooden crucifix on Jonathan’s chest. The Cross burned his skin as he talked in pain, trying to resist the powers of the Almighty. He held on for twenty minutes till he can no longer withstand the pain anymore. He shouted. “Alastor…” the demon yelled out the name with a growl.

Darkness descended, the sky turning a sickly shade of crimson, and Mia's smile twisted into a look of terror. The demon's presence surged within him, stirring the dormant power that lay within his veins. Its malevolent whispers filled his mind, taunting him, tempting him to embrace the darkness. Alex clutched his head, desperately trying to block out the onslaught, but it was a battle he seemed destined to lose.

But a scar on the neck was so vague and common. A lot of Alpha’s acquired scars from battle, especially on the neck since it's a lethal weak spot for werewolves. She knew pointing him out would be just as hard as telling a tamaskan different from a wolf. But she had to find him. She couldn't abort this part of the mission no matter how bad she wanted to. According to the goddess, this alpha was the only one who could save her from herself. She got a glimpse of it 2 nights ago. It felt like she was going to die when the heat spread all throughout her.

As if on cue, her laughter filled the air, burning through me… light and carefree. Albena. She turned to me, her green eyes shining with joy as she reached out her hand… but her laughter vanished. The world trembled beneath me. Then lips opened in a silent bloodcurdling scream that shattered the peace. She settled her eyes on the heavens. I followed her gaze only to see horror. A balcony stood in the distance. Two figures watched from above—a woman dressed in white, a man beside her. Their faces were familiar, yet blurred by the quickly darkening clouds. A figure emerged from the darkness, silent as death.

Our gazes met and held for a few seconds, then I looked away, my heart racing. “I wrestled three of those beasts, Alruin and I have no idea what they are. Some sort of hybrid with no weakness, they just keep coming at you, but not recklessly. They have a mind, a controlled one, tactical, smart…that’s not normal, and that’s what’s most terrifying about them.” I said and looked at him again, “How do we stop that?” His pupils constricted with fear and he shook his head grimly. My wolf suddenly stirred when I picked up a familiar scent and the next second, a loud, rumbling sound struck the cave. Alruin’s eyes widened and he looked at me sharply, “What is that?”