Novel & Cerita Alastor X Angel

says dad. Alastor shifts into his dragon form and strikes at our father causing him fly across the room, hitting the wall. He then attacks our mother by stabbing her in the heart with his claw, killing her and absorbing her power. “Celestia!” My father transforms and shoots lightning at my brother. Alastor redirects the lightning and charges at our father. There are all sorts of elements being shot around the room. I instinctively duck as fire flies over my head. My brother is doing a lot of damage to our father.

"If you close your eyes now and sleep, I will reply to all your questions tomorrow." Angel was disappointed by the words of her dad. She turned to Scarlet's side. "Mama, please do not go anywhere leaving me. Take me with you even if you have to fight Acnologia. I will be your hero in the absence of dad to protect you."(Acnologia is one of the first Dragon Slayers. He was a man consumed by his own power and became the very bloodthirsty monster) Both Ace and Scarlet laughed together at the words of Angel. "Sure princess, I will ask your help next time if I get to a problem." Scarlet said and Angel brought her little arm around Scarlet's shoulder hugging her.

I mustn't make him angry because I still don't have anywhere to go. " I apologise but I'm uncomfortable around you, Mr Alberto," I replied. " Is that so? Follow me Eva," saying that he walks out. I looked at my twins who have now woken up. Their bright eyes and smiles gave me strength to endure the coldness of Alberto. I followed Alberto upstairs, into his office where his assistant manager Lucifer was standing. I side glanced at Lucifer, he was indeed a handsome and ruthless, cold hearted vampire. His eyes looked down at me with disgust and hatred but he immediately changed his rigid expressions and smiled at me.

Just listening to him speak, it's obvious why the haters have labeled Alastaire a snob, while the fans consider him “the charming one” Even though all the boys met at a prestigious boarding school, Alastaire still sticks out – his accent and way of speaking make him sound like some kind of romantic aristocrat. An aristocrat who happens to have the palest blue eyes, an unusually beautiful face and a halo of burnished gold hair that literally makes him look like an angel from an old painting (hence his nickname – "The Angel".) He's really taken the whole angel thing on board, and started playing with a pure white electric guitar, embellished with two silver angel wings on the scratch-plate. It

I didn't even know if he was serenading me at that time or offering my soul to darkness. Wait. My forehead creased as a realization hit my mind that I'm not actually that sure if his wife was dead, or if the girl on the painting was really his wife to begin with, since Alastor shooed me away. Besides, Leaflet wasn't answering my question about it either. He'd just run away from me whenever he had the chance and hid at Damon's back. And of course, I still couldn't understand what he's saying and Alastor is strict and a freaking snobber. He did not even bother to talk to me again, which ended up with me realizing that I gotta discover things on my own.

“But stay close to me. I’ve let Liam, Cayd, and Xander know that there are wolves here that don’t smell familiar to me. Just as we turn a corner, I see him, Alpha Alaric. He's walking toward us from the other end of the walkway we just turned down with several of his warriors. Fear floods into my system and Angel pushes me behind her, putting herself between me and them, dropping the bags at my side so that her hands are free. “I see you’ve found our missing assistant,” Alpha Alaric says, walking up with the swagger that he’s always had. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Alpha Alaric,” he says to Angel.

Harlow clawed at Alastair’s spine until he groaned in pain and failed to punch Harlow’s back. The next seconds passed like that. The power of my vision combined with Harlow’s super speed created a deadly combo for Alastair. Even though he was physically stronger, Alastair was badly beaten, with painful wounds all over his body. “Damn you!” Alastair growled on the floor. His breath was heavy, and he spat blood from his mouth. “Just give up. We will banish Lucifer from this world forever. Maybe the Moon Goddess will forgive you if you repent,” said Harlow to him.

I narrowed my eyes, giving the bracelet a light shake to send some belladonna and hemlock into the air. “Fuck off, Paxton.” Albert hissed as he moved, so he stood between Paxton and me. “Stop playing with your food. You’ve been summoned along with your useless friends.” Paxton snorted. Summoned? Along with Aidan and Isak? That didn’t sound like a faculty situation. Who or rather what could summon an angel, a demon, and a vampire? Who is this Paxton twat, and how does he connect? “Thanks for stopping in. You can go now.” Albert practically shoved Paxton out of the room.

Angel’s Pov. After dinner, he took me on a late-night drive around the city, eventually stopping on a hill with a breathtaking view of the skyline shimmering below. We sat on the trunk of his car, our fingers intertwined, the cool night air brushing our skin as we gazed at the heavens. His warmth anchored me, his thumb grazing my knuckles in a rhythm that felt both soothing and possessive. “Raul,” I murmured, breaking the quiet. He hummed, his deep voice vibrating through me. “Was your marriage to Catalina forced?” I asked, my voice soft, eyes fixed on the stars to avoid his gaze. He didn’t answer immediately, the silence was heavy. “Yes, Angel,” he finally replied, his ton

the truth was that I couldn't read into his actions. . He was more like the devil in disguise, wearing an elegant suit, while Sinclair is the handsome, devious demon you know is evil, but cannot stop falling for. They were all dangerous for me not to forget the literal demon who was named Angel Talking about Angel, a soft purr rang from the door. Angel sat at the doorway staring at us. Alaric glanced over with a tired expression while I was too scared to even face her. "You should not be here." He said. She meowed pitifully and then strode towards Alaric with sparkling eyes. Her gaze fell on me, she hissed sharply before ignoring my existence, which in this situation was a good thing...