Novel & Cerita Alastor Shirtless

Standing there was Victor, spreading his undeniable charm; except he was shirtless, with a towel wrapped around his waist, dangerously low. Oh, what the....

Aleksander sent a photo. God. I knew I shouldn’t click it. My brain screamed don’t, but my thumb didn’t listen. The screen flashed to life—and just like that, my entire nervous system short-circuited. He was shirtless. Not the casual I just woke up kind of shirtless, no—this was calculated. The kind of picture men send when they know exactly what they’re doing. His body was all lean muscle and golden tone, the kind that made you forget how to breathe. His shoulders were broad, tapering down to a sculpted chest dusted with just enough hair to look maddeningly real. A chain rested against his collarbone, glinting under the soft light. His hair was tousled, damp like he’d just stepped out of th

Ashly demanded something from nowhere, which made Alex start. But then Alex chuckled, getting up from the bed and undressing slowly. Teasing Ashly as he unbuttoned his silk shirt. Ashly has seen Alex shirtless before, and she almost came in her pants at the sight of her Alphas abs. Like how the fuck is ripped like that? Alex threw his shirt on the floor, then moved to his skinny jeans and took them off with one swift movement. Alex stood there in all his glory.

Alex hiss and Ash lay down and keep laughing his ass off to his mate. "Baby really now it's really hurt like hell" "Stop being drama Queen" Ash tease which make Alex pout even more. "You're wearing too many clothes for me. Off. Now." Ash demanded from nowhere which make Alex started. But then Alex chuckled getting up from the bed undressing slowly. Teasing Ash as he unbuttoned his silk shirt. Ash has seen Alex shirtless before and he almost came in his pants at the sight of his Alphas abs. Like how the fuck is ripped like that? Alex threw his shirt on the floor, then moved to his skinny jeans and took them off with one swift movement. Alex stood there in all his glory.

I didn’t want to chance my shirt coming up and exposing the horrendous marks left behind by Ace. Alaric strolled over toward me. I couldn’t help but stare in awe at him. He had on his now common skinny black jeans with hiking boots. He wore a tan, button up shirt with a weird quilt pattern with large, dull-yellow flowers. Only he could pull that off. It was unbuttoned halfway down his chest, and a white hair scarf was tired loosely around his neck and left to hang upon his bare chest. He had black sunglasses covering his eyes that I always enjoyed seeing.

Alpha Alessio was already dressed up, to my surprise. “Alpha? Do you need any help?” I asked out of courtesy. He turned to face me. He was wearing casual clothes surprisingly. A black high collar t shirt with its sleeves scrunched up at his forearms, black jeans, a navy blue jacket on his arm that I suppose he was planning to wear over the t shirt. The dark colour was complimenting his skin and the hairstyle. Looking at him dressed like this, it was no wonder that so many girls could not stop talking about him.

Alastair chuckled. "Just admit you wanted to see us fighting shirtless." He joked. He was in longish shorts. His own six-pack gleamed with sweat. Hair stuck to his face. Somehow, it made him look less like a boy and more like a man. Also more like a cover model for a steamy romance book. Not that I would choose him to be. Lysander was more fit for mine if I were to write it one day. Sticking out my tongue, Alastair laughed. Looked back at Kallik who grinned in turn. "How about some exercise then, if you have nothing else to do?"

Ruby retorted. "And you're killing mine with your short skirt." Aleister responded leaning against the battle-ax and directing her a flirtatious smile. As he had said the witch was wearing a black crop top which exposes her violet bra strap paired with a purple outdoor short skirt while the demon wore a black t-shirt, camouflage pants, and combat boots making him look quite military. "Just get back to work." she deadpanned. "Got it boss." the demon saluted before walking off to cut down another pitiful tree.

“I never had the chance to give it to you. Since you already see it, then take it." Alessia suddenly turned around and was once again surprised when she saw a shirtless Alby with a small towel draped around the man's neck. Alessia gulped nervously as Alby drew closer to her, Alessia even clearly felt her heart beating. "Your face is red, Ale," said Alby, causing Alessia to look away and clear her throat. "Why aren't you wearing clothes?" Alby grinned mischievously. "Why? Are you nervous Miss Alessia?" Alby asked on purpose

Alastor finally asked, a bit put off with the blatant staring. Sean looked like Alastor had run over his cat or something. Or that he had told the older man that Harry had eaten the last piece of pizza. “Is... that really what you're planning to wear?” Alastor looked down at his clothes, a bit confused and suddenly feeling a bit... insecure. He was wearing what he usually wears: plain shirt and jeans. He had dressed himself casually and in all black, though–aside from black being his favorite color, it was actually a subtle nod to his mate being a goddess of the shadows or something, he actually thinks it's kind of fitting since his mate seems to favor the color too since she wears too much