Alastor Shirtless Novels & Stories

Ashton "What the hell are you wearing, Ashy?" Lautner said nonchalantly and immediately walk in my direction, he then turned me around to look closely at the clothes I was wearing. I couldn't help but frown because it feels like there is something wrong with what I was wearing right now based on the tone of his voice. I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and trunks because I plan to swim in the ocean after the Caribbean boys were done with their strip show. I just really want to see naked men dancing on stage, I don't know but I have never really seen such a show before.

And standing closest to the fire is no other than Alastair. He’s not wearing a robe. In fact, he’s not wearing much at all. He only has a loincloth, and while his physique is amazing, I find it hard to see. Mainly because black hair is starting to cover his body. At first I thought he’s smiling, but he’s only baring his teeth, showing his sharp incisors. Longer and pointier than normal. His gray have become pure white, much like the moon. Much like the eyes of the wolves in the forest.

“What the fuck is going on here?!” They turned around to see a shirtless King Alistair glaring at them. It seemed he had taken a swim at a nearby pool because his dark hair and skin glistened with water droplets. She noticed a tattoo, shaped like a lighting bolt on his chest. All in all, He looked like a Greek god! Looking at him made her throat run dry and her belly tingle with a warmth she didn’t want to pay attention to yet. He may be a barbaric monster and she may hate him passionately, but Still she couldn’t deny it..... King Alistair was sexy as sin!

She suddenly felt a light movement from the pillow, which is very unusual. To her horror, she felt a warm embrace on her waist and pulled her closer. Celeste instantly opened her eyes and saw a topless man. She moved her head closer to his face and she immediately realized that it was Allastair! He was peacefully sleeping with his arms on her waist and the other on his forehead. Celeste felt very uncomfortable when she saw their position. Her face was on his chest and it was like she was on top of him. She felt embarrassed and she could feel her cheeks burning. What the hell happened?! I was just sleeping peacefully and now I'm hugging this insane man while sleeping?!

Alastor sees River and switches direction, grabbing River by the throat. Alastor squeezes River’s neck and he quickly begins to turn blue. River claws at Alastor hand, trying to get him to let go but he’s not letting up. I rush up behind Alastor just as Aspen cuts off Alastor’s arm. Alastor shifts while I am midair and I latch onto a piece of flesh on his shoulder. Alastor tries using his tail to hit me and turning his neck to grab onto me but I am in a good spot that he cannot reach me.

"O poor mortal human, sorry for her. Now get out of the way. We need to find that cave fast. It already took me too much time to penetrate her mind, I don't know how much longer I can hold her." Belladonna gave him a quick glance. "You can't step out like that. You are naked. They will think you are crazy." "Oh, yes. She is naked." He nodded. "I'm naked?!" Alaris looked down, his eyes widening in horror. "Get this female mortal a dress, please." He started freaking out. "I am repulsed by this. Why aren't you getting her a dress already?" "I can't dress her. Being around naked women makes me uncomfortable."

KAYLA'S POV "Elena, tell me," I said to my wolf, “what should I wear?” I asked, staring at the options lying on my bed, a silvery skin-tight gown and a half top, with a pair of trousers. "If you are trying to impress Alpha Zeus, maybe you should go with the silvery gown." Impress Alpha Zeus? That came out of the blue. Why would she even say that? It was a simple question that I asked. And it demanded a simple answer. Just this or that would solve the problem. But no! Elena would always find a way to make things tough.

Cancelling the festival would give them exactly what they wanted. I would not allow it. Greta stood behind me in the Luna Wing, fastening the final clasp of my ceremonial gown. The dress carried Ironclaw’s formal colors. Deep black fabric hugged my upper body before flowing over my hips in long, graceful folds. Silver embroidery decorated the neckline and sleeves, forming wolves, claws, and crescent moons. A fitted silver belt rested at my waist, emphasizing rather than hiding my curves. For once, I did not try to make myself appear smaller.

I didn’t even know the man personally, and yet, here I was, dreading even meeting him. “But there is something that you are going to need to know if you are to be an ally, Donatello.” Alessandro said, looking out the window as the plane touched the ground. My heart raced, and I watched as my mate stood on his feet, hanging up before the door opened. The fact that the pilot didn’t even taxi, and I knew that it was because of the men who were waiting for him. A man entered, the scar on his face was one that made my stomach churn. His tattoos could be seen on his hand, and I raised an eyebrow when Alessandro extended his hand to shake.

Just thinking about it makes his omega glands heat up. "If you want a bad impression then wear the flirty look." while speaking his assistant went to get a white sheer long sleeve with embroidered flowers from shoulder to chest. It looks like spilled flowers from the vase. Elegant yet innocent, this was perfect to hide any impure intention. His bottom was simple plain black trousers partnered with white sprinkled black shoes; it was like a star scattered in the night sky. "Oh! Ali has a great sense of fashion." he was looking at himself in a life-size mirror, admiring and wondering how on earth he become this pretty and slender. “My alpha will love this.”